Vampire Collars Novels & Stories

"Dear valued customer, our system detects you are already bonded to a vampire mate. We do not recommend purchasing a second supernatural being. Vampires are very possessive, you know. ??" I typed back with a sad face. "I can't afford to keep that vampire anymore." The rep sent a helpless-looking emoji. "If you insist, we will do our best to ensure the werewolf's safety." "What do you mean?" "It means if that vampire shows up, we will equip the werewolf with anti-vampire gear, like garlic spray, a silver collar, that sort of thing." "...Thanks," I replied, hesitating for a moment before clicking 'Purchase.' "Enjoy your new companion."

Primrose laughed and walked up to me, holding up a collar. "I found something better for him," she told me and slipped it into my hands. "I thought a shock collar would do the job better than a taser. The collar has better range and we wouldn't have to worry about accuracy, just pressing a button... and this one doesn't allow the collar to come off till it's been deactivated. I have multiple remotes for it too if you want one." I purred and walked up to Dmitri with it and slipped it around him. He tensed up and looked towards it then yelped, shoving me back before I could fasten it on him. He pulled it off and then looked it over with a frown then at me before he narrowed his eyes and tossed

The one and only thing an alpha needs from him mate was strong pups and only an alpha female could grant then such wish. On that very day I was dressed in a long back gown, which was tight at the top and flare from the waist downward reaching my feet, and there was a black net cape, that flowed from my neck to the ground, I had paired it with a silver ankle strap heel, which mom had gifted me that morning, once was done, I headed down stairs, where Cassie, soon and my mom were waiting for me. Oh yeah, it was also Cassie's first mating Ceremony. Sophia on the other hand found the whole ritual dumb and stupid, that's why she chose not go take part in it, which didn't go well with everyone.

The sinister sound crackling in the air is that of the great strength he quips to grip the back of her head and her shoulder to make a wider way for him to devour her neck. My ears twitch painfully from the creepy noise of his greedy feast, his beastly pants, and the amplifying clattering of the tray in my hands. I let a Vampire into the cottage. I brought in an enemy and kept him under my roof. I kept him so close and even dared to save his life! Sorah, what have you done?

“Tristan said anyone from that shithole Emerald Howl Pack is a potential criminal, unfit for important positions. Oh, and to prevent us from ‘committing crimes,’ he made us all wear this—” Trent pulled down his collar, revealing a shock collar around his neck. It was used to prevent werewolves from shifting. Fury surged through me, and I snapped, “How dare they!!!”

Said Leana. "The various groups of our opponents are also here." Leona added. I looked to the front and saw four hundred standing Vampire High students. In the first passage there are the Wolf Vampires, in the second passage there is the Pure Vampire. On the third hundred there are Witch vampires and on the fourth hundred there are Vampire monsters. In front of us and around the Finish Spot are the non -ordinary Gorbloys because they are all big. Mother gorbloyds. "If those four join forces, we will probably lose." Said Creed.

From the chamber behind us, the caged wolves screamed. Elias. Mara ripped free of Daniel’s hold. “What did you do?” Voss lifted the case. “Remote activation. If I leave, the subjects live. If I am stopped, the collars overload.” Daniel’s guards moved, but too late. Voss backed toward a side passage. I heard Elias’s scream again, raw and breaking. There was no time. “Caleb,” I snapped, “the collar frequency is silver-based. Counterpulse?” “Maybe, but I need the control panel.”

He simply circled, studying the silver collar from every angle. “Interesting craftsmanship,” Voss murmured. “Not pack-made. Older. Royal forge, perhaps.” He touched the metal with gloved fingers. A faint hum vibrated through the collar, and Caelan tensed. “Does it hurt?” Voss asked. “Not anymore. It did when it was first locked on.” Voss nodded once. “Suppression runes etched inside. Subtle. Expensive. Designed to mute secondary scent markers without killing the wearer. Clever. Dangerous.”

They all thought that everyone was jealous of them, and that all would want to be among their number. As the King’s Voice approached, the guard told him, “This one volunteered. She wants to be a vampire.” The King’s Voice waved his hand, utterly indifferent. “Apply the collar, now.” A second guard moved from behind the King’s Voice. This one held a leather collar in his hands. It looked like something an owner would give to his dog, complete with a buckle and even a dangling tag. As the collar was affixed around my neck, I looked down to read the tag.

We consequently yelled, raising our glasses like some sort of pact. "To us, the pole strippers" She yelled as she laughed, rather loudly. "That gives us away too easily" I replied. "-the vamps" Jacq interrupted, hefting her glass a second time. "Too cliché" Wu eye rolled, bringing out her stash of blow. "Well, we can certainly cheer to one thing" I said as i held up her glass. "None of our lives is really a cliché" "To us, the vamps" I raised my glass again with a smile.