Vampire Obsession Novels & Stories

I’d rather have him hating me to the point of wanting me dead than continuing to waste his life being obsessed with a woman who belonged to someone else. Hate was something a person could get over. Hate was an emotion you could move away from, given enough time and distance. But obsession? It was like a drug. I knew that better than anyone. I had watched it destroy Max, and I had felt it simmering in my own blood for Damon. No matter how hard you tried to kick the habit, that obsession would burn just as strong four years later the moment you saw them again. “So… I truly… held no chance then,” he scoffed, his head falling back against the pillow as he looked away toward the window again.

Obsession isn’t something you choose. It chooses you. Wraps around your soul like a vice, squeezing until there’s nothing left but the sickness of wanting. It seeps into your blood, replacing logic, making you something… else. Something monstrous. And fuck… I like it the more I watch her.

Before power taught him indifference. “Vampire bonds are not like wolf bonds,” I say quietly. “They are not merely fate.” “They are an obsession,” Maereth agrees. “Madness. Devotion sharpened into a weapon.” “They consume,” I whisper. “They do not care who they destroy along the way.” Maereth studies me. “And this one is worse.” “Yes.” My voice hardens. “Because it is tied to someone who will not break.” The girl—V. Hybrid. Fire-blooded. Stubborn as sin.

All I wanted was to be with him, now, and right this instant. Curse vampires! My nature was turning me into something I would forever remain obsessed with. Never pray to find your love as a vampire, else the feeling is destructive. If you do not have that person, you'll feel self-destructive. You'd want to be in hell rather than living, and you'd feel like the world might come crumbling in your head. "Look Hayden," I called, cupping his cheeks. "Hayden, I mean, we're mates, why don't we just…"

he whispered, licking her clean as he held her in place. “I can’t…” she muttered as she trembled from the orgasm. But the night was still young. Vince was far from done with her, especially having seen the marks an unfamiliar man left on her skin. Regardless of how difficult it would be for Serenity to cover up, Vince didn’t care. He believes he’s gone mad like Serenity. But that didn’t matter at that point to him. All he could feel was the immense desire he had always felt towards the daughter of his boss.

I didn’t get involved in their conversation but I listened to everything they were saying with interest. Vampires seemed to be obsessed with money, power and sex. One of the vampires, named Jayne even bragged about having her own harem of men who were infatuated with her. It was incredibly hard for me to stop myself from rolling my eyes when she was talking, but somehow I managed to restrain myself. “So did you take them all as your mates?” One of the other vampires asked her, clearly taking notes so he could make his own harem. “No, I just got them addicted to my blood and my pussy.” Jayne replied, flashing Elijah a fanged grin which made me feel sick. Elijah gripped my hand tighter as he t

I mark her neck like a claim. But even as I lose myself in her, the conflict rages inside me. I am destroying her carefully built world. I am the darkness she keeps letting in. And the most terrifying truth of all? I don’t want to stop. Because for the first time in my miserable life, this obsession feels like the only thing worth burning everything else for.

Chapter One Inside the very large vampires' den, with a ray of light, penetrating in from nowhere, flashing on the throne, which was adorned with nothing, but gold, looking shiny and all beautiful. The atmosphere tensed up, as all the vampires in the den, stood on their feet, maintain a straight face, they all looked like they're waiting for someone. Minutes later, a violent wind filled the entire place, and slowly, a strong scent, filled every inch of the atmosphere, followed by a dark and intimidating aura, sending shivers down their spines. The atmosphere tensed up, as fear gripped all of them.

But this would do for now. He set the glass down. Felt his fangs extend. Sharp. Ready. Four hundred years old and he still got hungry. Love at first sight. That's what humans called it. But this wasn't love. This was obsession. Dangerous. All-consuming. The kind that made him do stupid things. Reckless things. The kind that got people killed. He'd walked into that office today expecting to meet with Lucian Volkov. Instead, he'd found her. Sitting in a dead man's chair. Looking at him with those cold eyes. Negotiating like she owned the world.

Damon's POV "Fucking goddess," I feel so crazy, so overwhelmed, and so completely overpowered, but I can't contain it. I can't stop. I want more of it, and I can feel the uncontrollable thrill and excitement deep down within me as my wolf finds itself enjoying what it has been craving for almost ages. It feels absolutely not satisfied at all, and I find myself going crazy with the amount of strange energy moving through my body as I continue to hold her tightly against me, enjoying the beautiful view of her magnificent, creamy white backside bouncing against me relentlessly with each thrust. Fuck, she looks so beautiful in every way, and it's mesmerizing me. I continue to hold her tightly ag