Possessive Vampire Romance Books Novels & Stories

“Unless?” “Unless it has become overgrown. There is a tradition among vampires, a way to pass a clue on to generations. We build a stone cottage, and then plant wisteria, thorns, layers of thickets closely around it. If left alone, it grows wildly, quickly, so thick and deep, that over time, if it were a remote place, it stays untouched and is virtually impossible for a layperson to see. This way, centuries later, the initiated could still find it.” He looked around.

A woman with red wild hair and green eyes in an embrace with a man with shoulder length hair and chocolate brown eyes. UNDER MY SKIN….. The book was about an impossible love story. A broken heart leading to some very serious situation. An unhealthy relationship between a vampire and a woman. It was about soul mates. Vera loved the sound of it and so, she quickly opened the book and began reading. CHAPTER ONE….

Correction—this was heaven. Can you hear other vampires? "No. One is quite enough, thank you." She felt his presence looming larger, swelling with emotion. Pride. No, fiercer than that. More like… possessiveness. You are mine. Right. Just because she could hear him, it gave him ownership rights? Alive for more than Nine hundred years, and he still thought like a caveman. Though his hands did feel absolutely delightful. Thank you. I aim to please. His hands roamed her back, his long fingers seeking out knots of tension. Caveman, huh?

Zaikai I had been watching her the entire journey here, I was shocked I was already feeling possessive of her I couldn’t stand my driver looking at her. One thing about vampires is that we have addictive personalities, we can become obsessed and focus in on one thing. Depending on what it is varies from each vampire, most having this with the hunt and feeding, although we have a constant supply of blood at the castle there is no need for it, some do it for sport, other get obsessed with money, status, lust, rarely is it focused solely on one being, though I was starting to worry that might be the case for me, I had the need to constantly be touching her, its why I held her close as often as

The vampire went on his knees immediately despite his pain and he apologized, “Forgive me, my Lord.” Sapphire walked in front of the vampire and she leapt into the air, moving towards the room where the fire had already reduced as some of the vampires were already putting out the fire. She landed on the shattered windowpane and then jumped inside the room. She looked around the burnt things and then stopped at the middle. She knows that the fire must have started somewhere so she traced where it was from. As she neared the bedside, she could perceive the smell of oil and she retraced her steps back to the window where she saw a black liquid there which already dripped down the wall, along wi

This pull is strange, scary but amazing. The problem now is, how do I keep the most stubborn Vampire to ever exist safe without having a fight with her?

she said, looking up at him with that innocent smile. Dante’s jaw tightened for the briefest moment, but then he gave her the kind of calm smile only a father could wear. Meanwhile, I was shaking inside. My mind kept circling back to what I’d just discovered. A vampire. He wasn’t human. And if Dante wasn’t… then what about Rosa? Was she one too? The thought made my chest feel heavy, but I didn’t have the luxury to dwell on it. I had one goal—only one. To break my hymen. Everything else had to wait.

I’m not sure if it’s because I’m not a pure blood like them but instead part vampire… But his anger is something I can’t control… When he wants blood, he gets it. The moment I tug her through the door, I slam it shut and push her up against it, claiming her lips in another sizzling hot kiss. Her sweet intoxicating taste makes me want to devour her. Her heart is pounding, and I feel a powerful urge of possessiveness overcome me. My eyes flash and I force myself back… just in case… I need to make sure things don’t go wrong, and that I don’t hurt her…

"You seem to be knowledgeable about things. For a normal human to calmly confront a vampire like this, you must be someone who has a collection of journals in her room to secretly learn about non-human creatures. And you must have already encountered one in the past that triggered your crazy obsession." Her forehead creased. "How did you know that?" "It was a guess." She was surprised. He wasn't only sharp but he could see through people without a sweat. "So it's really true? That you are a vampire?" Without him answering her verbally, he looked at him and his eyes that were sea-green turned to bright red. "A pureblooded vampire," she blurted. She had read that the pureblooded vampires had t

She pushed me back down and proceed to complete the task of massaging the ointment in me from head to toe. “If you’d relax and enjoy the sensation you might just get through it,” she grumbled. “I had you primed prior to the ceremony. Let me do that again for you. It could save your life.” “Why don’t I believe you?” I asked. “I can’t imagine,” she replied. “I have only your interests at heart.” “You mean your interest,” I said with emphasis. She released a full bellied laugh. “You have me there,” she admitted. “If you learn only one thing about the nature of a true vampire, learn this... we are highly sexual. It matters not to the majority of us if our partner is male or female. We enjoy