Vampire Obsession Novels & Stories

In as much as he was angry with Amren for lying to him from the unset, he didn't want any harm to her. He just got to find out she was his wife and he wasn't one to marry just anyhow and from what mateo said, he loved her. That means she held great meaning to him, he was possessive of her and the people who took her should bear in mind that their deaths were coming for them. As the moonlight danced across the vampire's skin, his body began to change. His eyes, once a deep brown, began to glow with an otherworldly light, their pupils narrowing into thin slits as they adjusted to the darkness.

"Hey, be careful... You should rest. I called your PA and he said you don't have anything important to take care for now so I think you should take a day off. After last night___" Sarah's mood turned sour. "Thanks but I am fine ace..." She said nonchalantly and ran towards her car, Ace was confused by her behavior. Whatever happened last night and whatever she saw, after that she wasn't ready to stay in this mansion. She looked out of the car window and adrenaline rushed in her body when she saw those scary grey orbs which were staring straight in her soul. Xavier was standing in the garden with his gym clothes on and was looking at Sarah like she is his prey.

Alessandro's Pov: I barged into the house, gripping the stair railing like it was the only thing keeping me tethered to my sanity. The stench of her blood still lingered in the air, invading my senses like a poison. I squeezed my eyes shut, trying to push it away, trying to regain some semblance of control. My vision flickered red, the hunger clawing at me like an animal, demanding satisfaction. Stumbling into the kitchen, I yanked open the fridge, ripping open a blood bag, and shoved it to my mouth like it was the only thing keeping me from losing myself completely. I leaned back against the counter, savoring the cool relief as it flowed through me.

Dakota POV I stand in the doorway of the bathroom, watching her wash my cum off her face. She turns me on in unreal ways. I want to own her body. I want to be deep inside her pussy. The thoughts I have of her are not typical. She is my obsession. She cleans her face and walks to me, standing in the doorway of her bathroom. “What do you want to do to me now, stud?” Tonya asks me. The thoughts that are going through my mind are wild and machinist. “I want to take you to your bedroom,” I say to her.

her voice shivered as that night ran in her mind. "What he did to you?" "He-he-he. All I know is that he is crazy. Wild. Violent. An obsessive enthusiast. He can kill with a flick of his finger, with a flutter of his lash," she kept on saying as if in a trance, "if you g-go against him, he won't kill you but extract your soul. When you are u-under him, around him, you have got no other option but to obey because at the end only that would happen what he had mentioned in the very start. I'm scared of challenging him,"

He already knows what is wrong but he still needs to confirm. He studied the young woman's wounds. There are scratches around her arms and legs. Probably from the dragging by her predators. Jones is a vampire but after years of practicing self-control, he managed to make his senses devoid of any scent. If his guess was true, then this woman's blood wouldn't affect him no matter how addictive her blood is.

But he would rather deny his own desires than make me feel unsafe. And yet, as much as I admired him, I couldn’t summon the love he deserved. What I felt wasn’t love. It was an obsession, born from the connection between a vampire and a blood vessel. It wasn’t the same, and no matter how much I wished it could be, I knew I would only be lying to myself.

I asked nervously. I imagined him leaning on my neck as he take a bite on it and suck my blood. It sent shivers down my spine and I can’t help but to fan myself because the temperature suddenly turned hot for me. I swallowed hard repeatedly before hesitatingly looking at the vampire. “You will not die. I’ll just sip a bit. You’ll not even get a scar but forget about it,” his forehead creased. “You watched too much vampire movies.” I winced at that. That’s quite true. Ever since I dreamed of him and my father… during my childhood, I’ve become too obsessed watching vampire movies. I wanted to get to know more about them even though I still refuse to believe that vampires really exist.

The world was gone—just blood, bruises, cock, and filthy moans in the night. Francesa clawed his back, riding his thrusts, her accent sharp through her cries. “Harder, papi! Fuck me like you kill them—fast, rough. Don’t stop. Break me.” He growled, biting her lip until it bled, licking the red from her chin. His thrusts turned brutal, hips snapping, cock drilling until her legs shook. She screamed, loud, shameless. “¡Sí! Fuck me, papi! Right here, with dead mens watching! You nasty vampire, you love this!”