Possessive Vampire Romance Books Novels & Stories

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

The town was his for the taking. Kyle lifted his chin, listening, sensing, closing his eyes. He could sense Caitlin’s presence strongly in this city. And Caleb’s. Sam, he wasn’t so sure about, but he knew that at least the two of them were here. That was good. Now all he had to do was find them. He would come upon them by surprise, and, he imagined, kill them both quite easily. Paris was a much simpler place. There was no grand vampire Council, like in Rome, that he had to answer to. Even better, there was a strong evil coven here, led by Napoleon. And Napoleon owed him.

Was that where they slept? She tried to think back to all the vampire lore she had ever heard. Sleeping in coffins. Awake at night. Superhuman strength and speed. Pain in the sunlight. It all seemed to add up. She herself felt some pain in the sun. But it wasn’t unbearable. And she was impervious to the holy water. What’s more, this place, the Cloisters, was filled with crosses: there were enormous crosses everywhere. Yet it didn’t seem to affect these vampires. In fact, this seemed to be their home. She wanted to ask Caleb about all of this, and more, but didn’t know how to begin. She settled on the last one.

A cold breeze attacked my flesh causing goosebumps to form on my skin and make me shiver. “A vampire has this spell book?” He asked through his gritted teeth. I shook my head again. “Not anymore. She gave it to me,” I told him. He took a deep breath and nodded; I could feel him calming. “A vampire having possession of this book is never a good thing,” he said, shaking his head. “I’m glad she no longer has it, but I’m worried about how long she’s had it. These books are sacred to our kind, and they hold a lot of information that could prove to be dangerous if the wrong species got their hands on it. And vampires are definitely the wrong species. This book specifically holds a lot of our secre

Finally, she found the one she was looking for. Layla managed to grab the book and add it to her stack in her arms when her eyes caught sight of something. A book stood out among the rest. It was bound with dark brown leather and had brandished designs on the spine. The title read - Malleus Vampiro: A Treatise on Vampires. Placing her other books on the floor, Layla pulled the leather-bound book from its home amongst the others and opened it. As her eyes skimmed the pages, she caught a couple of words; SHADOW STALKERS, BLOODSUCKER, PHANTOMS.

"I, Aaron Alison Louvin, reject you as my mate. Then, for our marriage, I will take care of the divorce mane." It was as if time stopped for a moment. Tifanny widened her eyes, her body suddenly shook violently. Then, the pain came. A shrill scream escaped her mouth as her knees buckled and she fell to the floor, clutching her chest. The pain was not something that could be described in words. It was no physical injury, no ordinary illness-it was a direct punishment from the Moon Goddess for a werewolf who received a mate rejection. Rejection was a rare thing, but when it happened, the impact could crush the soul of the rejected.

“I had another nightmare, but this time around, it wasn't like the others. I could feel her pain. Every time she was hit, every time she died and came back, every pain that was inflicted on her, I could feel everything but I still couldn't see her” I said, leaving not a single detail out. I needed a solution, I needed a vivid explanation. She looked like she was lost in thought so I decided to ask. “Could… could it be that the moon goddess has decided to give me a mate”? I asked but I saw her shake her head. Of course, what was I expecting? For a lycan born with the blood of a demon, I was expecting way too much. “I don't know what this is. I don't know if the moon goddess has decided to ble

The possessiveness was growing, a spike in my chest every time I pictured Chase in my mind, his bruised skin, his defiant glare, the way he’d sucked my blood with that hesitant trust. It wasn’t just attraction anymore; it was something deeper, something that made me want to lock him away where no one could touch him. But I couldn’t do that, couldn’t keep him like a pet, not when I’d already hurt him so much. I needed answers, needed to know why I felt this way, why Chase was different. And there was only one person who might understand, who’d seen centuries of vampire instincts and could tell me if this was bloodlust or… something else.

Apparently, last-night-me had decided we were now writing about vampires. Specifically, a vampire falling in love with a woman hunted by his kind. She was brave. He was tortured. There was a scene where he saved her from a rogue and then watched her sleep while battling his own thirst. I skimmed through it, cheeks heating. It was good. Embarrassingly good. And clearly inspired by a certain brooding neighbor who refused to stay out of my subconscious.

It was because time decided to slow down the second time I twirled her, giving my body time to overtake my mind once again and decide that I was going to dip her. It was because of how she gracefully hooked her hands behind my neck, like she was the master of an art that she had never tried before. And that smile. That damn smile she gave me. That damn perfect smile. That's where I lost it. I let out a deep sigh, turning the water down to its coolest temperature. I've been on this earth for over four centuries and never have I once felt something like that in regards to someone else. Vampires are greedy creatures. We see something that we want and we take it. That's just how we work.