Accidental Mark Novels & Stories

In the long run, I know that Mark would show her his true color, and like me, she would have nothing but regret in the long run. After walking for a while, I finally spotted a bar and stepped in. Ignoring the rowdiness and smell of alcohol and cigarettes even at that time of the day, I went straight to the bar and ordered for a cocktail and began to sip once it was brought to me. It was what I wanted - a drink that is alcoholic but not exactly strong. As I sipped, my mind went back to five years ago when I was forced to marry Mark Thorn in a business arrangement so that the two families' businesses could merge to create an empire.

Dalton called trying to get my mother's attention I don't think it working. "Do you want to know how you got that mark on your back"? She asked me still boiling in annoyance. The mark on my back, it looks cool so I don't know why she is bringing it up. When I asked her about the mark she told me it was a birth mark, I found it so cool because it looks like a dog foot print and my friends finds it cool, and looks exactly like a tattoos. So I don't understand how my birth mark relate with my father.

"W-What did you say? ARE YOU KIDDING ME, MARK? PLEASE, DON'T JOKE ABOUT IT." "I'm not joking. Let's not contact each other anymore." Saying, he cut the call, leaving her in a total mess. She tried calling on his number but till then, he blocked her number already, leaving no choice for her but to accept this sudden shock. He just abandoned her. Without any words. Without any explanation. No warning. No answers. One day she eagerly planned a future with Mark as his husband. The next day he's just gone. Cut all contact. The knees crackled, and she fell to the ground.

Justin also saw an open laptop on the desk. "So can you explain what's going on here? I've seen pictures of my daughter with you in the bushes down the road," Karina's father said, slightly annoyed. She thought Justin would only bribe him to say things that would restore his good name. A little money means nothing to Karina's father compared to her shame to everyone. "So this is what going on, sir. Justin and Karina accidentally fell into the bushes. Indeed they were drunk that night. Look at their foreheads, sir. There's a blue bruises, right? They passed out there," said Norman.

My chest was choking, and I whirled about, hair flying, eyes wild. "What just happened?!" I thundered. Alberto came back to his senses, panting for breath, his eyes huge with realization. "I—I didn't mean to. Clara, I swear—I got carried away, I didn't—" "You left a mark!" I shook. My fingers touched the new, stinging wound. "Do you even know what you've done?!" "It was an accident!" "There is no such thing as an accidental mark!" I shouted back. He took a step closer to me, palms out. "Clara, please—"

Even though he clearly and obviously wanted Alexa over me now, I still couldn’t give up. My mind drifted to the first time that Mark found out about Oscar and I. I had been scared that everything was ruined, but then the accident happened right after, and when Mark came out from coma, he could not recall the exact reason why he had the accident, or what happened prior to it. Which had been my luck…our luck.

Kade grumbled, but made no action to remove his hardened length from my backside. “We want you to mark us, doll, but not without you knowing fully what you’re getting into.” Alec continued, a small smile gracing his strong face. “We will mark you tomorrow night, as there’s a high chance you’ll pass out. It won’t hurt much, but the emotions can be—overwhelming, from what we hear. We assume that two marks will mean twice the sensation.”

If she hadn’t slept early last night, she would never have been able to wake up this afternoon. She turned around after brushing her teeth and found Mark, still standing at the bathroom door. She felt apprehensive. Following his line of sight, her eyes landed on the silent, pitiful and innocent-looking toothbrush in the bin. She lied awkwardly, “I… accidentally dropped it onto the ground when I picked up the cup. I guessed that you wouldn’t want it anymore, so I threw it away. It’s alright. Let’s eat. I got up late so I have to hurry!” “Oh,” Mark replied profoundly, then carried the breakfast over to the dining table.

But someone had drawn something small and strange in the corner, a circle with three jagged lines cutting through it. It looked like a rune. I snapped a quick picture with my phone and stepped back before anyone noticed. That night, I compared it to the symbols I’d found online. It matched a forbidden marking used in some old rituals, something about “binding” and “debt of soul.” I didn’t fully understand, but the warning beneath it was clear enough: Do not mark what you cannot control. A chill ran down my spine. Was that what had happened to her? Has someone marked her?

"You still aren't listening to me. You already made up your mind in your head!" "You can't blackmail any of us with your tears" I turned to Ken "How could you do this?! What did i ever do to you?" He ignored me and turned to Ace. He bowed "In the process while she tried to force herself on me. I accidentally…" he paused and turned to me then he pointed at my neck. "I mistakenly marked her." Just then, my neck stung. I ran to the mirror in his office and stared at the fresh bite mark on my neck, just on top Ace's mark.