Vampire Collars Novels & Stories

A metallic click filled the air, and I felt something cold and hard against my skin. I raised my hand to touch it, my fingers brushing against the metal of a thing. I looked up at Alpha Xander, confusion brewing. “W-what is going on?” I stammered my voice cracking in fear. “An Agony Collar is around your neck,” Alpha Xander replied tartly. “What?!” I exclaimed, knowing too well what an Agony Collar meant. It was a collar to inflict pain on werewolves and to force the werewolf wearing it to confess.

Dad said it was from my grandmother and wanted me to wear it always. "It is not an ordinary necklace for it contains a powerful spell. I'm sure you have been wondering why Carter Rellis can read everyone else's mind but he can't read yours. Am I correct?" I stayed silent. He nodded with my silence, taking it as an affirmation. "It's because of that necklace. It can block vampires' mental abilities. If you didn't know, Vienna tried to poison your mind that day in the woods, but she wasn't able to do it. "

The vamp looked up at the intrusion. “Just wait a little bit and I’ll get to you next, love.” The vamp gave a toothy grin. Raven noticed the woman seemed to being slumping, her struggles had ceased. “I want your time now though,” remarked Raven, hiding a stake up her sleeve. “I’m told I have some really good blood.” “So, you’re one of those?” smirked the vampire, letting the woman fall to the ground, licking his lips as he walked over to Raven. “You could say I have an addiction,” smiled Raven. The vampire was by her side in an instant. He leaned towards her neck. “The collarbone if you please.” Raven pulled her shirt down to expose the right side.

I slightly winced at the pain but let a few drops of blood fall on the collar activating it. When my blood landed on the metal collar the designs on the metal started to fill with my blood making the collar glow. When the collar opened Nicoli placed it on the woman’s neck and the collar quickly shut. The woman screamed out in pain as the collar began to activate. “If you keep fighting it the more painful the collar will become.” I sighed at the sound of her screams making my head hurt. Her screams continued to fill the room as she struggled against her chains. “Very well have it your way.” I sighed as I closed my eyes and focused on the chant I had to say.

When too far or too close, there will be no signal at all. The only exception is that they will also glow when looked at by the eyes of noble royal-blooded vampires. Vincent told this only to Samson. Last night, Samson secretly left the house and went to William's factory to investigate Maris' whereabouts, but after going around the factory, the earring was still normal, not emitting any light. - Samson, the diamond on your neck is gradually glowing. – Lucasta exclaimed when she discovered that the red light was getting darker and darker.

Adryan chuckling. “ Your dad also real vampire, ” Howard bringing Adryan dad into the conversation. “ What do you mean?, ” Adryan asked with confused expression. Harley and Howard take a deep breath. “ You mean like my dad got a bite from vampire or whatsoever it is, ” Adryan said again as both of them just silence.Maybe thinking about the right words to say.

Shadows danced across carved obsidian pillars, and moonlight filtered through enchanted glass to cast haunting reflections across the polished floors. Every candle flickered with dark enchantment. Every statue of former monarchs bowed slightly, magically compelled to honor the rising of a new queen. This was not a party. This was a declaration. And at its center, stood Collin. The King of the Vampires wore black and crimson, velvet and silk, with an obsidian crown glinting atop his head. He stood on the upper landing of the grand ballroom staircase, tall and still and waiting for silence to fall over the crowd.

I have no right to complain because I brought this upon myself, if I had just kept still at least I would be free. Mr. Vamps is still keeping his distance. The reason being he is afraid to tear me up or he dreads to look at me. I heard from Ingrid that when he is angry he hides inside his room afraid to lose control. The room was forbbiden and no one was allowed inside it. She said I was the first one who entered it after it had been declared no entry. It's a pity that my luck was in fact a curse that took away my happiness.

Nora had thrown it to wake me up as the noise from the auction grew louder, signaling it had started. I blinked and looked around. The room was small, and the rough metal dug into my wrists and ankles. The outfit was already on me. I glared at Nora, but she only smiled cruelly and lifted her eyebrows. “How does it feel?” she mocked, pulling something in her hand. “Ahh, ouch…” The collar around my neck tightened. A leash hung from Nora’s hand. I knew this collar stopped werewolves from using their instincts.

"Are ANY of you actually going to help me?!" Just then, a user called LoveGuru69 dropped a top-voted comment: "Listen up, OP. Every high-level incubus knows: the collar is sacred." "Try this — undo your top buttons, hold the collar chain out to her, bow your head, and say: 'My life is in your hands. Are you sure you want to let me go?'" "Trust me. That kind of vulnerable, dangerously sexy submission? Nobody can say no to that." The peanut gallery went wild: