Vampire Collars Novels & Stories

" He said before exiting the room. Alexa wanted closer to Ethan, whose cuts were bleeding. Of course the vampire had tried to attack him and had left wounds but nothing he can't bear. As Alexa approached the cage Ethan seemed to be more calmed. He observed her in silence, step after step. She was getting convinced of him recognizing her but all of a sudden he snarled, looking at it from the outside it felt like he knew all the story. She put a pause in a movements clenching her fist. She looked at the metal collar and saw it was almost empty. The metal collar was an object with ten big needles, going into the Wolf's skin where the liquid silver running through the needles to the wolf's syste

Some cases if the new vampire wanted to be with his or her relatives, then he or she had to be guided by the counselor and also two vampire cops who could stopped him and put him in the good blood treatment again if he or she started to hurt the relatives. The easiest case would be when the new vampire wanted to live by him or herself. It would be as easy saying good bye to the relatives and live his or her life by himself or herself. This case was easier since it needed only one vampire cop to monitor the progress. We also had some kind of guidance collar that connected to their Medulla Oblongata whenever the vampire lost control in her or his probation to live independently as the new vamp

“It's way more than that. We have: Moonfeast: Once a month, the village gathers beneath the Bloodwell. Goblets overflow with mortal blood, and the air fills with haunting music played on bone flutes and silver strings and the blood is shared one by one. The Claiming: A ritual where vampires mark chosen humans as theirs, lovers, thralls, or prey. Possession is both power and devotion. The most terrifying of them all. The Eternal Silence: A law forbidding loud laughter, music, or mortal-like festivity. Joy, if it exists here, is quiet, dangerous, and always tinged with hunger. Where are we, in prison?” “Okayyyy… That's wayyyy worse than I imagined. I won't even survive one week here. How do yo

“All of you. Spread your legs. I want to see how well you’ve prepared yourselves for us.” They obeyed. Jenna sat in the center, thighs parted wide so Vesper could see Dean’s cum still leaking from her pussy. Lily sat to her right, Elena to her left. Alex and Dean flanked the ends. The collars continued their soft, synchronized glow. Vesper took her seat opposite them and tapped a small remote. The collars pulsed sharply once. A low, vibrating current rolled through every throat at the exact same moment. It wasn’t pain this time; it was pure, overwhelming pleasure, centered directly on every sensitive nerve the collars could reach.

She felt a rush of excitement and fear ran down her veins. Will collared Anna. He had always wanted to do this. It was a red collar with thick vegan leather and had a heart to the front along with a belted buckle. This collar was kinky enough to be worn in the bedroom, but also cute and innocent enough to be worn every single day, aesthetically. He looked at her standing completely naked in front of him. Her boobs were something which always turned him on, they were perky and totally pink. He loved how they completely fitted in his hands, just the way he liked it.

“The collars were adapted as a less painful solution. When slaves married into other families, the collar would be changed to reflect the new family, and over time, an exchange of collars came to represent marriage amongst them, with the groom responsible for providing the silver for the new collar and paying for it’s workmanship. The value and elaborateness of the collar was taken to indicate the groom’s love for his mate. And soon, the vampires admired the custom, the beautiful workmanship, and began to exchange them amongst themselves – of course, ours were of gold and precious gems.” He saw the square, felted jeweller’s box on the marble kitchen benchtop and opened it to admire what lay

I whimper and fold my whole body around the quiet baby in my arms. The vampire somersaults into the back of the truck and leans over me. “Why is the baby so quiet?” “I don’t know.” “She doesn’t know anything,” Tully says. “The collar…it’s doing something to her.” Another round of gunfire starts up, and the man throws himself across my body while also dragging Tully toward him. When it stops, he examines the collar, running his long fingers under the tight leather, almost choking me. “Silver,” he says. “And magically enforced. I don’t know if I can break this thing off.”

Felix said but even he looked uncomfortable with the dress. "What's worse than this?" I retorted and then I moved my hands up to adjust the collar. It was rubbing my neck too much and I was afraid it'd give me blisters by the end of the day. "Some humans are forced to wear nothing but undergarments and on special occasions, they wear nothing but their collars," Ivan answered, proving me wrong. My nose twitched with disgust. "Are vampires just assholes for their own enjoyment?" "Yes," They all said in unison.

KATERINA Just as I reached the next set of lockers, I froze, almost as though on instinct. My spine tingled the way it always did around unfamiliar vampires, and the scent of vampire invaded my nose, but this time ... there was something strange about it. Mixed with the sharp, pungent vampire scent was something unmistakably pleasant, almost resembling honey as well as spicy perfume. Slowly, I turned toward the lockers, totally unprepared for what stood in front me- or should I say who stood in front of me. The strangely pleasant-smelling vampire seemed to be observing me carefully as he peeked through his long, dark lashes and leaned against one of the lockers. He had a perfectly placed smu

She explained on the way in, the store was for pet clothing. All of it was for average humans. Do vampires keep werewolves as pets? It would explain the collar and leash I woke up on. I rubbed my neck deep in thought as Lamia took us back up the castle's hillside. As soon as the town was out of our sights I looked Cal in the eyes. Lamia was unguarded.. Could two of us take her on? Just long enough for one of us to slip away? 'Only if you btie her,' he told me as he got the hinted signal I was sending him.