Vampire Collars Novels & Stories

Nor can we get help from those whose whereabouts are unknown. According to Frey, the number of vampires that exist today is very small. She had never seen another vampire besides her family. However, she had heard that several groups of vampires hunted humans for blood supply. It sounds a little cruel, but human blood is the main source of food for them. I also can't give them the slightest sympathy because I'm also a human. I continued to ask Frey about the people who were after her. The people who chase vampires are a vampire extermination organization and the like. They are called Flower Skulls.

"We accept you in the house. With this collar, we expect obedience and submission. With this, we promise you protection and a home. Welcome, Sally, you may return to your place." I stand frozen, hold Sally's hand, and watch the same ceremonial speech as Freya and Marissa join the vampires. They all have the same collars- they look delicate, thin, and fragile, but I know better than assume that vampires will use anything easily breakable for collars. Impossible. We can all agree that they are pretty- the tiny gold initials hanging from them make the collars look more like an accessory than proof of ownership. At least my friends are safe now; no sane vampire or human will go near those owned

As we were walking back to our room, Red suddenly ran into a girl who was wearing reading glasses. "I'm sorry," he apologized as we helped her collect her books. "It's all right," the woman said. She looked like someone who enjoyed studying, was petite, had two braids on each side of her shoulders, and wore thick reading glasses. Looking at her ID lace, I could tell she was a vampire. "We'll assist you in carrying these books." I smiled at her and reached for her books, but Red suddenly stopped me and asked the girl. "Are you one of our classmates?" Red asked with a sneer. I know Red is annoyed with our classmates, and the girl also feels Red's annoyance with her.

Something undecipherable flashed in his eyes, faster than Zeus’ lightning bolts, disappearing just as quick as it came, his index finger lightly touching the said spot in a small caress, right before he gently placed what looked like a leathered collar around my neck. “What’s this?” I frowned, feeling a little bothered and confused at the same time. “Just a small protection...to keep those filthy leeches away from temptation.” “Leeches?” I weirdly stared back at him through the glass. “Vampires,” He spat the word out like it was the most disgusting thing in the world as he gingerly closed the collar, my body giving away the lightest shiver as I could only imagine what those said creatures co

He had struggled with transition, the collar had flared, extinguishing the beast, and that was when she had known that it wasn’t a mere jewelry; it was a restraining band. She hadn’t seen it on Kaden, so she had assumed that Lent’s beast was uncontrollable. But she had seen it on Caspper, and on the necks of a few, including Avery. She had assumed again that they were an uncontrollable species. However, what was the connection between her blood and their collars? “Good. The collars were put in place by some societies of know-it-all humans, who had unfortunately found out that we weren’t mere humans, and out of jealousy, thinking that our powers were somehow commissioning our success over the

after which he helped the girl who was still struggling to sit down. The more experienced vampire asked while he held up the leather neckband and said, "May I offer you mine?" Aric mumbled a fake expression of gratitude before grabbing the item and turning to face the prey, who was standing as still as death. With his other hand, he continued to exert a firm iron grip on the prey's arm. As he turned to face her, he let go of her, then fastened the collar so that it was snug around her neck. Leaning in and acting as though they were checking the fit, Aric spoke to her in a whisper that was just audible to her and no one else.

Weird stuff, my face grew red as I realized what I was seeing. Whips, leather cuffs, nipple clamps, kinky sex toys, and vibrators set on display in one corner everything pristine and clean, not a spec of dirt or smell in the air. Collars and chokers are set at the right side of the room. My eyes found a particular collar, it was calling me to it. My heart pounded in my chest as I traced my fingers over the collar, feeling the smooth leather and cool touch of the gold. The bold "W" emblazoned on its face sent a shiver down my spine, a stark reminder of Ethan Wright's ownership.

The ancient runes on the collar flared from dull rust to a blinding, toxic green. WARNING. The archaic logic of the collar screamed in my brain. UNAUTHORIZED EXTRACTION ATTEMPT DETECTED. MATE BOND OVERRIDE IMMINENT. The Lycan Sorcerers who designed this collar had built in a failsafe. If a Mate ever tried to claim the prisoner, the collar wouldn't just suppress the magic. It would execute. INITIATING PROTOCOL: ERADICATION. "Ah—!" A sickening crunch echoed in the room as the iron collar physically shrank, violently crushing my windpipe.

They’d spent the last hour scrolling, debating, vetoing, and finally settling on a theme that felt right. Black and crimson as the base—bold, powerful, unmistakably vampire. Silver and deep violet as accents—nodding to Liora’s shadows and Seraphina’s precision. Leather and charcoal gray for texture and edge—Ravenna’s influence. Crimson, silver, and deep violet woven into every piece. And the wristbands—custom leather cuffs, each with intricate vampire fang designs embossed in silver and deep violet thread, charcoal gray backing, crimson stitching. Subtle. Symbolic. Undeniable.

Thick metal bands circled my wrists, ankles, and waist, bolting me to what felt like an examination table. And around my neck, I felt it. A collar. Smooth, cold, humming with energy that felt wrong against my skin. The moment my consciousness brushed against it, trying to access my wolf, pain lanced through my skull so sharp I gasped. "I wouldn't do that if I were you," a calm voice said from somewhere beyond the lights. "The neural inhibitor collar responds to attempts at supernatural ability usage with increasingly severe pain. The third attempt usually causes temporary paralysis. The fifth can cause permanent brain damage."