Vampire Collars Mga Nobela at Kwento

It was Jessica. Her delicate, charming act was totally gone. Her expensive gown was torn to shreds, her face covered in dirt and tears. But what caught my eye was the heavy restricting collar locked around her neck. Pure silver. Deadly poison to werewolves. The silver collar seared right into her flesh, making a sickening sizzling sound and burning white smoke. It was a torture device meant only for the worst felons. "Let me go! I'm innocent!" Jessica thrashed wildly.

Other vampires don't have body hair, but this one has a full upper chest of hair, and it's exposed. Roman has only seen a vampire wear jeans a handful of times, and when they did, they were fitted and somehow still dressy. The vampire sitting across from him wore loose-fitted jeans that looked like a wolf attacked him and tore holes in his jeans. Gold rings decorate his fingers, neck, and wrist, and a fresh scent rolling off of him indicates he's wearing cologne of some sort. Roman's head tilted. Since when did vampires wear cologne? He wondered. Roman's eyes widened when the vampire began sucking the food off his fingers with a loud smacking sound. He began to wonder if the vampire was part

one of them said. Well, I need strength too, so meeting with them right now will give me power. "Let's do that first before we get down to business" I said and they moved closer me on the couch. They wanted to start undressing when I heard Albert's voice in my head again. Exactly the time for the second prey to go, but who is going first among these three?. I removed my bracelet and turned to a full vampiress. "What the fuck!" they all exclaimed together and ran to hide behind the couch.

These vampires are strong and what’s worse is that there are multiple of them in here. "So… how may I help everyone at this very early hour? Vape? We got a lot of stocks right now. Tattoo? We got the best artist inside. Or just snacks," The sleeveless guy asked Raverine casually, meeting each other's sight. “Perhaps a condom for threesome…” The guy snickered. Pox was about to assault the guy but kept himself together because he knows what this guy is up to. “Just snacks,” Pox answered with a hint of boiling contempt.

“Wise decision Alpha! Guys, have fun killing him!” What? Darren sits on the ground, while the other wolves surround him and start biting him for different parts of his body. “What do you think! what are doing woman! You can’t transform yourself if you have that collar! It was made from silver that comes from a natural cave near the forest of death. No one can remove it without the keys!” They said, then start with laughter. If I find the fool who invented this collar, I swear I’ll beat him to a pulp! I had never heard of this weapon—it is dangerous for other clans! I try to move, but the collar absorbs my strength, preventing me from helping Darren.

He caught a silver blade with his bare hand—the metal hissing against his skin—and snapped it like a dry twig before driving the jagged shard into the soldier’s throat. "Is that all Vane sent?" Elias roared, his voice echoing with the power of a thousand storms. One of the soldiers raised a specialized launcher. Thwip. A net of silver-woven wire expanded in the air, weighted with heavy canisters. It caught Elias, the silver searing into his flesh. He fell to the marble floor, a snarl of agony ripping from his throat as the wire burned through his shirt. "Elias!" Cat screamed. The remaining four soldiers ignored the vampire and turned toward the stairs. Their leader pulled a heavy iron collar

Zaric whispered softly in Dabria's ear as he also engulfed Dabria in his arms. Eve walked closer towards Zeus and looked at the collar around Zeus' neck. "Death's choke. I can't believe it. Lucifer was right about the werewolf kingdom. They are worse than all the vampires." Eve growled angrily as she pulled her reaper's blade out of her cape. With one swing, Eve sliced the collar off of Zeus' neck. Zaric tightened his hold around Dabria's body and growled in pain as the silver needles were pulled out of his neck.

I folded my hands across my chest and frowned at him in both confusion and annoyance. "Stop-just-" Alex huffed in frustration before covering his face with his hands and letting out a sigh in exasperation. I was about to say something else too but stopped when I heard a few girls groan and my eyes snapped towards the crowd. I noticed Joey, Franklin,danny and other vampires digging their fangs into the girls neck, sucking them hungrily and I could feel my eyes widening at the sight. They were doing it in public? Why? It was already getting dark, we were supposed to go home.

She knew that they were in trouble. But just as she thought things couldn't get any worse, something strange happened. Steve's eyes turned dark, and his canines grew longer and sharper. He took a step forward, and the man stumbled back in fear. "You...you're a vampire," the man stuttered. Steve bared his teeth, his eyes gleaming in the darkness. "And you're in my territory," he said. The man turned and ran, disappearing into the shadows. Steve turned back to Celess, his eyes returning to their normal color.

--- He walked across the room in three massive strides. Sera barely had time to react before he was looming over her — gigantic, hot, and potent. Valerio reached down and opened the box with a snap of the lid. Inside, resting against black velvet, was a collar. Black leather. Streamlined. One silver ring in the middle. Simple. Beautiful. Irrefutably possessive. Her knees turned to water. --- "No," Sera breathed, stepping back. "I'm not. I'm not some pet you can just—"