Accidental Mark Novels & Stories

Calantha worried, she said "Then I just leave it like this, don’t I?" Mary comforted, “Don't worry. Wait for another month and the signs will disappear completely. S-rank alphas can store temporary marks for up to a month, but low-grade alphas' marks only last for a maximum of half a month. I don't know if it's lucky or unlucky. And if you want to cover it, it's simple. In this era, science and technology have advanced. You just need to stick the patch, spray the antiperspirant on the Pheromones, then put on your incense bag and then you can go to work as usual. And be careful , okay."

He shook his head and attempted to keep scrolling but that was halted when he knocked his coffee over with his elbow. "Shit." He cussed and bent over to retrieve the cup. What Mark did not know was that the coffee spill on the laptop's mouse had caused the sensitive pad to malfunction and send the automated email to Lily Johnson with a click of the 'application approved' button on the screen. He pulled his phone out and emailed Kim, telling her when she was supposed to show up. Closing his laptop, he went to get a mop to clean the mess he had made. If only spilling the coffee was the only mess he made.

Alan breathed out. Goddess this was embarrassing. “He umm. He accidentally almost marked me. He bit me. And I’m guessing that’s what caused your pain. There’s a small mark.” I told him. Shit. I was so freaking happy I’d gotten that out. I felt a million times better. But Alan apparently did not… obviously. “WHAT THE FUCK!?” He yelled. “Are you fucking kidding me right now?? He did what?!” “Alan…” I sighed. “He didn’t even mean to. It was an accident he just got caught up in the moment. And it’s not even a full mark. He was freaked out about it too.”

I close the suitcase and threw it to the door, we're three more were awaiting for him. "An accident? Please tell me how do you accidentally sleep with the waitress that I hired for our club at our anniversary.Are 5 year anniversary Mark." He looked at me as if he was doing hard math in his head. With no answer from him I just turned to look what more shit of his was there to throw out. Walking into the living room Mark followed me. "This was your fault." He said. "I'm sorry, what did you just say?" My eyes must have turned fire because he took a step back almost immediately.

He was supposed to be happy, or just as crazy to put his mark on me as I had done to him. “Shane?” I rasped. Obsidian eyes flashed yellow. My wolf was happy, and from our encounters, I knew Max felt the same. “Max?” I whispered just before they returned to dark pools. He lifted his hand, and I traced the lines of tattoos along his muscles as he ran his fingers through his hair. “What have you done?” Shane choked out. “I-It was an accident. I didn’t—” “You didn’t mean to mark me?” His eyebrow arched as his eyes finally locked on mine.

Raine’s cheeks were flushed as she looked at him with her teary eyes, stupefied. However, Mark did not act impulsively. A trail of perfume was lingering around his nose, reminding him of a faint citrusy scent. At that moment, Raine remembered that they were still on the pathway. Though it was secluded, that didn’t mean that they were entirely alone. And she just… Her graceful face burned as it turned even redder. She took a deep breath and said, “Mark, I accidentally left the stuff I bought in the villa. I’ll wait for you here, and we can hike together after.”

he swallowed back some spit. “She accidentally broke the perfume, and I am thankful that she did; if not, we wouldn't have known that someone was tagging my boy. His perfume was switched from lavender to rose scent.” Aria quickly interjected to cut him off, “Rose?” She asked in a panicked, loud voice. “But he is allergic to roses; is that why you called for me?

He let out an exhausted breath when he didn't find any mark here. Mate mark and true mark are two different marks, even a blind person would know the difference. “I'm sorry….I deserve death. I brought the wrong person!”. Blade apologized as he dropped to his knees immediately. Thank goodness. I have hope of escaping this, at least I have proved myself useless. “I'm sorry if I disappointed you ….I was never born with the true mark. It was stolen You've been misled”. I said, ignoring the pregnant tension that had enveloped the dangerous woods.

So, I had to pick the next best. As I stretched up, my fingertips grazing the edge of the box, my heart was already racing, thinking of the awkwardness of reaching for it in the first place. But just as my fingers brushed against the box, disaster struck. The entire shelf seemed to conspire against me. One by one, pads, tampons, and other assorted products came tumbling down, crashing to the floor with an absurdly loud clatter.

But, it did, and for some indecipherable reasons at that. Looking around the scantily packed conference room, I realized that just five people, including myself and the speaker, were present here at this meeting. I glanced at my Rolex. Ten minutes past nine. Five minutes past the usual period of grace that was always given to latecomers. Had something happened? Just then, the door slammed open, and Toby, one of the marketing assistants sprinted in panting heavily, his gaze mauled by something distraught. Holding his hands to his knees, he spurted out, “Someone has been shot in the parking lot.”