Vampire Obsession Novels & Stories

The last thing I needed was to get obsessed with him. Yes, he was special. Yes, I wanted him. Yes, he tasted so good. But what I didn't need was me slipping into obsession. Obsession was dangerous I walked to my room and got dressed for the meeting. I preferred to work at night. The night was the best time for vampires. Not because of the clique's stupid reason given about us being allergic to sunlight. Only newly made changelings were fully allergic to sunlight. The older you got the more resilient you became to sunlight.

"You will be punished for it. " Suddenly he froze. Fragrance.... The scent of blood hit his nostrils. He saw Tashfa lying face down. Why was he seizing himself? Why was he testing himself? He could irrigate himself from her blood but there was something that was stopping him. "Zami" he muttered as he walked away and immediately Zami appeared. He was at his service. "Get her out of here, No harm to her" He stopped talking. Zami's changing color and tightly pursed lips was a sign that he was barely in control.

“I can’t… stop wanting you.” I pressed her against the wall, hands roaming possessively, lips capturing hers in a kiss that burned hotter than any flame in the city below. “Good,” I growled. “Because I don’t just want you. I own you. And anyone who tries to touch you… dies in the memory of my obsession.” The night stretched on — a storm of heat, desire, and obsession. Every touch, every kiss, every whispered possessive vow reminded us both that there was no going back. Sebastian Velez would never release what was his. And Ocean… she never wanted to escape.

The sounds of obscene moans and whimpers filled the space. Myra could only watch, as if transfixed by the scene of over a dozen naked vampires all engaging in an orgy. Her gaze fell on a large male, his hands bound with a white cloth, as a huge brown-haired male thrust into his mouth. A woman straddled him, her teeth sunk deep into the muscled male’s throat, suckling his blood and arousing him. As she bounced on his cock

Thank bloody hell she did. The night nurse understood my situation, since she mentioned her mate is also a vampire. She turned around giving me privacy with my new meal- That quick drain, became a brief pipeline for one night, but that ended just as quickly as it started, a new, observant, administrator, just severed my dreams of a possible new route- No more fresh blood from the morgue’s storage units. Yet, For the last six days, I’d subsisted solely on Shelby’s damned cupcakes: the Bloody Cupcake Bakery’s infamous monstrosities, each one iced in what looked like congealed human blood—thick, glossy, and unnervingly realistic. The first bite had hit me like lightning—ecstasy and agony fus

Ara was a ball of sunshine before his arrival and now had reduced into a victim. Jenna gripped her drooped shoulder in a tight hold, making her look up into her eyes. "He'll kill you if you wouldn't," Jenna said in a serious tone. Ara's face paled with dread. "He is obsessed with you, Ary. He wouldn't let you go ever. I have seen the way he looks at you. He thinks you belong to him," Jenna said from her own experience. She internally shuddered, remembering her own past. Obsessive men are more destructive than a mad animal. They don't know the limits,"

I asked, half-annoyed at his confession. His eyes widened in fear, though he seemed more focused on his own worries than on the immediate danger. "I went on blind dates and to bars. I swear I didn’t sleep with them, but both women were found dead the next day. The cause of death was the same," he said. This isn’t just a serial killer; it’s someone with an obsession. "I’m worried, Cassie. What if you’re the next target?" Derek’s concern was genuine, but I reassured him that I could handle it. We are magical beings with strong defenses—vampires are created by dark magic, and we’re blessed by the goddess.

"We've been tryi--" "Victoria," the woman interrupted, her voice cutting through the air like a sharp blade. Visenya was taken aback by the sudden interruption, but it gave her an opportunity to truly see the woman before her. Despite her malnourished appearance, Victoria possessed a striking beauty. Her long, straight black hair cascaded down her back, a stark contrast against her pale, porcelain skin. And those eyes, a deep crimson hue, unmistakably marked her as a vampire. The intensity of her gaze revealed a profound hatred, yet it also allowed Visenya to confirm her vampire lineage.

Not that it will help, since he’s a hybrid Lycan. After ordering a bourbon from the server, I sit down and observe the cattle rolling in. Every woman looks the same and they all want the same thing; it’s even more evident when you’re a vampire. You can smell the lust coming off them in waves and if there’s one thing I can’t stand, it’s a needy, easy woman.

It disappeared almost as soon as I noticed it. My heart skipped a beat. “John,” I whispered turning back toward the bed. He stirred and sat up. “What is it baby?” I looked back out the window but the light was gone. The beach was empty again. Maybe it was nothing. Maybe it was just my mind playing tricks after everything we had been through. But deep down I knew better. Somewhere out there in the shadows someone was still watching. The obsession that started on that summer vacation had created ripples far beyond Victor Kane. Someone new was carrying it forward.