A Marked Lover Novels & Stories

I asked her intensely. “A mark is like an oath. It’s an oath of love, protection, loyalty, trust, and commitment. You make an oath you have to stick to all its parts not just one. A mark is not a claim, it’s a submission to the other person. A complete submission and trust to give the other person your heart and soul. You give them your all and in return you receive theirs. It has to be done when both people fully accept to stay by each other’s side, always and forever” she recited my words from what seemed like a long time ago to the letter in her deep raspy voice, her eyes never leaving mine.

“It was one thing when you were marked only by me, but now everything is in question. I have to know if you really love me, or if you only love me because of the mark.” “Don't do this, Victor,” she pleaded. “I choose you. I love you. Even when I was marked by Darian alone, I still loved you.” He shook his head. “That's not enough, there are too many unaccounted variables. The mark is a powerful thing, and I can't be sure you're really choosing freely until we know how this is even possible.” “But how are we supposed to figure it out? It's not like anyone but the two of you can see the mark.”

“It's supposed to make me jealous because we did more than that.” “It wasn’t to make you feel jealous, I was just saying a fact,” Mark replied, and stood close to me. “That’s just what she made you believe. When it's the right time she’s going to push you away, and you won’t…” He clicked his tongue. “Do you think she loves you?” “Whatever she thinks shouldn’t be any of your business,” Mark defended. “She’s just…what’s the word again…” He scratched his head and knew that he was drunk. He snapped his fingers. “Limerence.”

If Mark's love is anger and loyalty, Mark's stubbornness towards Sharmaine's mother is suffering and tears. Sharmaine laughed: "My mother will never care about you." "I don't need Pandora to care about me, I will protect her silently, will be like a shadow on Pandora's side." Mark loves Pandora foolishly and madly, love without fault. Mark and Pandora are the wrong people and the wrong time. "Wake up and go back to side two." Mark suddenly said, he always knew Sharmaine loved Augustus, she sacrificed her life and life to protect Augustus. Mark is a huge fan of Augustus because he has a lover who loves him like life.

“Say it.” Nira took a breath, steeling herself. “True love’s mark.” I squinted at her. “You’re joking. That’s just a fairy tale.” She shook her head. “It’s real. If the bond was made by corruption, only love... real, no-strings love can break it. A soul mark. Has to be freely given, no tricks, no blood ties. Just... chosen love.” I blinked, trying to process. “You mean like a mate mark?”

"My God of Sex, come with me here and love me as you know how, love me madly that I will do the same, I want you to make me feel like a woman, that woman who adores you above all things" Marck didn't wait long to place her on the bed, he took off her bra first to kiss the aureoles of his beloved girlfriend, his tongue going around them and at times sucking them, receiving her beautiful moans, something that excited him more and more. He took off what he was wearing as if he were a magician in a jiffy, being naked for her, who with her hands caressed him wherever she could while both mouths kissed and ate with desperation to love each other, Mark made a path of kisses to finally get where he

She thought she felt like crying but there wasn't anything left anymore; just emptiness and despair creating a vast gaping hole within her. Mark was shocked to hear this; he had never heard her mention a boyfriend. He knew that if she had ever mentioned it to Rhoda, he knew he would have heard about it shortly thereafter. Then it hit him, she didn't say boyfriend, she said lover. Oh, shit! Was that it? Was she gay? Well, damn. He would have never guessed, but then he thought about it for a minute and it clicked.

Mark sighed with deep sorrow, unable to explain his pain, affected by her proximity and fear for him, drowning in a delicious knife, so he took her in his arms, seeking to get more of this good and wonderful feeling, burying his face in her neck and said in a stifled voice "I need you Larissa, I can't wait any longer, please don't refuse my request, please, I need your hug, your warmth and your surrender" Mark did not wait for her to accept or reject her. He carried her in his arms and lightly threw her on the bed with a sheet of paper, drowning her in his tender, slow and purposeful kisses, kisses he dreamed of giving her, carrying with her his strong feelings and his old and eternal love,

I struggled to voice my thoughts; my voice was shakier than I intended it to be. “So, you think marking can solve everything? He’ll fall in love with Skylar?” Carver’s eyes sparkled; he traced my collarbone with his fingertips. “Of course, love. The mate-bond is magical, even one gets marked against his wishes. It would be rude to say that you can’t understand the feelings of a mated couple, love.” Carver’s heartless reply sucked all the air from my lungs, leaving me breathless. Although he was damn right, I couldn’t endure this slap of a bitter reality by him.

Fleur's said while looking at the stars above them. "I will take you here whenever you wanted, If you want I will marry you here," Memphis said and turn aside to look at her, Fleur do the same then he kissed her forehead. "Really? I would love to marry you under the stars," She smiled genuinely. "Yes, I will do everything to marry you here!" He smiled back. "I Love You, Love" She said. "I Love You More, Love" He answered and they looked back at the stars. ****** "That night was the most beautiful night I ever had with you," Bitterly she smiles, "but——— that is also the night that Dad found out that I'm coming out with you," She nodded and tries to hold her tears but it just flows out.