Possessive Vampire Romance Books Novels & Stories

IF THE MATE BOND HAS BEEN STRENGTHENED TO NEAR COMPLETION BY CLOSE PROXIMITY BUT NOT COMPLETED A REJECTION MAY CAUSE THE WOLF TO DIE IF IT ISN’T STRONG ENOUGH. This information is a little unsettling, especially the warning at the bottom, I am no werewolf but our connection has been there since she was 7 and has only gotten deeper over the past few months with her shift and everything that has been happening. I then switch to the Vampire book and find the section that I require and then read. (EXTRACTION FROM THE BOOK OF VAMPIRE) REJECTING ONE'S BELOVED - VAMPIRE TO VAMPIRE. This is very rare a Vampire rarely finds their beloved.

Although, he knows I would never hurt our mate, and having tasted her the first night I marked her without issue, he is still concerned for any potential bloodlust I have for her divine blood. Admittedly it is so difficult to pull away. No blood I have ever had has tasted as amazing as hers, she is my personal aphrodisiac drug. Fighting myself with all my willpower, I remove my fangs from her delicious neck and clean up her wound with my tongue. Her sweet nectar coats my hard cock as she rides me faster. The experience of my venom surging into her as I drank from her neck heightened her arousal as well as mine. Both Damen and Max felt it too and are fighting their transitions. Damen’s eyes f

I snapped again, hugging the diary tighter to my chest, feeling the thin pages press against my ribs. He let out a slow, shaky breath. His eyes darted to the side like he was checking if someone was listening before he finally spoke. "The Lunaris Bloom... it’s not just a plant. It’s a relic. A living thing. It’s part human... part vampire... and..." he paused, his jaw clenching like he hated the words coming out of his mouth, "part wolf." I stared at him, trying to understand what the hell he just said. "Part wolf? How does that even make sense?"

LESSIE Sleep refused to come that night. I tossed, turned, pulled the covers up to my chin, kicked them off again. No matter what I did, the same memory played in my head on a cruel loop, Dante’s body slick with blood, towering over Lucky’s lifeless corpse, his amber eyes lit with fire and possession as he declared, “You are mine.” Even now, hours later, my skin still tingled with the echo of his words. My chest felt tight, like my heart was trapped between two cages, my human fear on one side, my wolf’s craving on the other.

Festivals, feasts, music, and other events abound, making it feel almost like a coronation day. Alice is our family's adopted daughter. Our history has it that she volunteered to be a vampire because she longed for power and strength. All I knew about her was that. While Drake was her brother when they were mortal, and my parents adopted him as well. I have a lot of questions for them, but they don't respond when I ask them. Even though I'm close to Drake, he doesn't know anything about their past, while Alice has always been upset with me for reasons I can’t seem to comprehend.

Will you sit here wallowing in regrets or join me to rip that fool to bits and pieces and claim what belongs to us? His voice booms in my mind as I shut my eyes tight. “I won’t be swayed by you Silver…that will earn us her hatred”. ‘Better as far as she ends up with us’ It always proves difficult to reason with this primal wolf of mine whose possessiveness peeks everyday. And it scares me what he can do if I lose control to him. It would be disastrous. ‘We’ve held on for three years when other wolves would have lost it…it’s not too greedy to claim our reward now’.

He was still holding me from my waist to keep me steady. He licked my cock slowly through long strides. "Tell me who you belong to? Who owns you?" I didn't say anything and he continued to tease me. I couldn't take it anymore. "Allen, please. Who owns you?" I looked at him and saw the vulnerability in his eyes. "You. Sebestian. You own me." He nearly sobbed and took me back into his mouth. Bobbing his head on me, fuck I was losing it. I couldn't let him stop. I needed to spill.

I accused, my voice trembling with hurt and betrayal. Drake's anguished cry pierced the air. "No, Yvonne, I would never betray you like that. I swear it," he pleaded, desperation evident in his voice. I stared at him, disbelief mingling with the pain in my heart. "Then how? How do you know about werewolves and vampires?" I demanded, my voice barely above a whisper. With a heavy heart, Drake approached me, his expression filled with sorrow. "I know who you are, Yvonne Brooks. The daughter of Arthur and Catherine Brooks, the heiress of the Moonlight Pack. I know that you're a werewolf," he confessed softly.

He pushed me at an arm's length away from him but still didn't let go of my shoulders and said staring straight into my eyes. "I will never hurt anyone you love. Your sister was never abducted. Pure-blooded vampires have special abilities. I have telepathy and Damon has hypnotism, the ability to tamper with someone’s memories and brain.” My head felt like it was going to explode. What kind of plot twist was this now?

Nick and I nodded, “Do you accept your position as queen of the vampires and relinquish your life to the vampires as a hybrid?” “Yes.” “NO!” Mara yelled, but we continued, “Do you accept her as your queen, lover and mate?” Mandy asked Nick, he nodded, “Yes.” She took a knife and cut my hand first and then Nick’s, “This is the blood oath, this will bind your souls together for eternity.” She then muttered words in another language that sounded romanian or greek. She then placed our hands together and Nick bit my neck; I winced at the sudden pain but it soon disappeared