Novel & Cerita Vampire Obsession

Because when one gets obsessed, nothing else matters our instincts will win and the monster will surface. Tonight was not a good night, not when I was scheduled to attend a meeting discussing the sudden rise of dead bodies on our west sector across the river. Vampires are creatures of hierarchy, they are expected to be obedient to their leader. They followed the rules, they know the consequences, and when too many bodies started showing up drained of blood there has to be someone responsible for it.

Tilted his head. A young vampire—mid-rank, nothing special, eyes wide. Pale. Too pale. Elias smiled. The man opened his mouth. “My lord, I don’t—” Elias lifted his hand. The vampire froze, throat constricting with invisible force. Everyone watched in stunned silence as Elias murmured, “You smell… wrong.” The man trembled. “I don’t know what you mean—” “I do,” Elias said gently. “Snakes. Breeding. In your skin. Whispers slithering in your blood.”

Zaikai I had been watching her the entire journey here, I was shocked I was already feeling possessive of her I couldn’t stand my driver looking at her. One thing about vampires is that we have addictive personalities, we can become obsessed and focus in on one thing. Depending on what it is varies from each vampire, most having this with the hunt and feeding, although we have a constant supply of blood at the castle there is no need for it, some do it for sport, other get obsessed with money, status, lust, rarely is it focused solely on one being, though I was starting to worry that might be the case for me, I had the need to constantly be touching her, its why I held her close as often as

"Then why are you still watching?" "The vampire could strike the moment he’s satisfied!" she replied without emotion. Curiosity got the better of Bob, and he leaned in to look. "Uh... it looks like she’s a bit overwhelmed." "Of course! Vampires are notorious for being carnal creatures," Emely remarked. "How do you even know that?" "Just watch," Emely replied, perfectly comfortable despite the scene. Disgusted, Bob stepped back and left the surveillance to her. "You actually enjoy watching this stuff, don't you?"

I cried, jumping off the bed too. At that point, Dylan's words were replayed in my head. Those conditions he said... Betrayal. Hunger. Obsession. Lust. And submission. Time froze as I started to literally recall us fulfilling these conditions... Betrayal; Rylan had betrayed Sylver. Hunger; my vampire side, Odette had come out with an unquenchable hunger. Obsession; This one we were all guilty of. But Rylan stood out. He was obsessed with the idea of having me to himself...

He licked the corner of his lips and moaned. "She tastes incredible," he pushed as he slid a finger into her. “ Fuck, and very tight.” My fists clenched. "I said enough." He stood slowly, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. "You okay, man?" No. I wasn't okay. Because this hadn't worked. This hadn't made me want her less. It had made everything worse. I wanted to throw him out instantly and have Aria pinned against the wall. Have her reminded of who exactly she belonged to. But I couldn't. Because that would mean admitting the truth. That I was obsessed with her. And that was the most dangerous thing of all.

Although she didn’t seem to feel that way when they were having sex, he thought. Hell, after all he really didn’t know all that much about her. He knew she was a vampire, knew that she had two sisters, only one of whom he met, and a few other small things. So why was he so obsessed with this girl? He asked himself. Was it just because she was so beautiful, or was it something to do with her being a vampire. Did they naturally attract humans in this way so they are easier prey? Did he really even love her?

"I'm not interested in you. I just want to know more about vampires. I thought they were all fictional characters, but after seeing a real one, I'm intrigued. I've read that there are three types of vampires: blood, psychic, and hybrid. What kind of person are you?" He stopped and said, "You're annoying." And walked away from me as I stood stunned. Did he just call me an annoying person? How rude!? How annoying do I look? No wonder he had no friends. With that mouth, he won't get friends at all. I sighed and started walking to my class. I'm glad that I won't change into a vampire. But I'm eager to know his age though.

*The vampire* When I return home from my girls house, I throw myself on the couch in my private rooms and look out on the small lake. How can a cow have this effect on me ? It is close to even exceeding my feelings for… no nothing compares to her ! The woman that turned me, who granted me eternal life she is without any equals. But my girl, there is something about her, something I have never experienced with any cow before. The images of her naked body and the effect it had on me is right under my skin and I can't ignore the obsession that has grown inside me. She is perfection. Her scent, her innocence, and now her body and her real look, beneath the goth facade, it is all perfect.

The sharp serrated knife that one helpful vampire girl slipped to me just the hour before was gripped between my thighs. "Odessa," his voice curled underneath my skin. Like nails on a chalkboard, his black claw slithered up my forearm. "I've been the only one that has fed off of you since you arrived, and I don't think the demon in me can resist you anymore. You've fed me into an obsession." The Duke turned his back to me, not expecting me to get off my knees and lunge towards his neck. I'd been the quiet one, the reserved and obedient one. The Duke liked that, and I used it until I could use it to my advantage.