Accidental Mark Novels & Stories

Something occurred to her. “What if it isn’t a house at all?” I asked. Caleb looked at her. “For some reason, the reference to an actual house feels too obvious to me. All of the other clues are much more subtle. What if it’s not literal? What if it’s figurative?” I ran her finger along the trail. “For instance, what if it’s actually a church? Look,” I said, pointing. “The Meeting House Church. It’s just around the corner.” Caleb looked at her, and his eyes open wide in approval. He smiled. “Glad you’re on my side,” he said.

"And in the middle of all of that careful planning, your wolf took over and marked me in front of witnesses at a public ceremony, and now a year later you're explaining to me that it wasn't intentional." "That's not…" "That is exactly what you said." Her voice was controlled but only just. "You're telling me the thing that destroyed my life was an accident." "I'm telling you it was not the plan…" "An accident with good intentions." She stepped back toward the centre of the room. "Do you understand what the marking looked like from where I was standing? Do you have any idea?" She didn't wait for an answer. "I was at that ceremony alone. I didn't know anyone. I didn't know you. And suddenly th

“What kind of problem?” “One that needs an accident.” Marcus froze slightly. Mr. Blackwood leaned closer and whispered to Marcus “I’m not asking for murder. But to teach him a lesson,” Wounded pride slowly poisoned Marcus’s judgment. He finally agreed. The accident was planned carefully. A damaged brake line. Enough to involve Mr. Thompson in an accident but not kill him. That was the original plan. Marcus never expected the crash to become fatal. And he definitely never expected what happened afterward. That same day, Marcus secretly entered the Thompson mansion searching for business documents connected to Mr. Blackwood.

he says. "By accident?" I snap, and Maya shoots me a murderous glare. "You, of all people, know accidents happen. Even with marking," she says sternly, her gaze flicking pointedly to her own collarbone — where, beneath the thin silk of her blouse, rests the mating mark I gave her in a drugged haze, Goddess only knows how or why. Zev laughs loudly in my head. "Our mate just called you out, you hypocrite." I clench my teeth because there's really nothing I can say to that.

THREE DAYS LATER We had a lot of fun in the resort, and just as I suspected, a lot of men were ogling my mate, but they never approached her because of my mark on her neck. No one would want to get in trouble with an Alpha. I was proud of Leon for the deep mark he left on Ruby. It was an outright claim with deep intentions. It screamed 'keep-off'. Ruby said many women were ogling me too, but I did not care. I did not even see them. I had eyes only for her.

Hey Wonderful readers. (Besties) Can I call you that? I hope you let me do so because you have helped me become a better writer and I am so happy to have you in my community This is to joyfully (With as much glee as I can muster) announce that this is book two of Accidentally Married. (Drum Rolls Please)

"I get it. But hey, maybe you just need to meet them in person. You never know, you might click with one of them." I shrugged. "Maybe. But then I think about Sarah..." Cameron's ears perked up. "Sarah? Who's Sarah?" "Sarah's the girl I accidentally hit with my car a few weeks ago," I said, wincing at the memory. "I was driving home from a meeting and didn't see her crossing the street. It was a pretty bad accident, but luckily she's okay." Cameron's eyes widened in surprise. "Whoa, that's crazy! I had no idea."

"And besides... 'them' makes it sound mysterious and important. Like they're already their own little person, making their presence known." I smiled, melting back against him and leaning my weight into his side. "Mysterious and important... huh? That's kind of perfect. But don't you want to start imagining if it's a boy or girl yet?" "Of course I do... but for now, I like imagining 'them' just the way they are. Kicking, squirming, making their first little mark on the world... and on us." I laughed, resting my head securely on his shoulder. "Okay, Mr. Philosophical. 'Them' it is... for now.”

Zac could not offer me anymore vital information, so I asked him about the fang mark. “I like your tattoo. It is unique.” I said. “Where?” “The one on your neck. It looks cool.” That moment, I realized that Zac had no recollection of how he got bitten. The person who bit him can erase memory or tamper with it. He reached for his phone and took a good measure of time staring at it, he even tried to erase it with his thumb. “Zac, I have to go, my friends just texted me. I will see you.” I said as i left in a hurry.

I asked, growing increasingly more concerned. "We don't know what happened, but Chase found them. Agent Marks was found dead at the scene." "WHAT?!" I unknowingly shouted, altering Jessica and waking Maverick from his sleep. Maverick began to cry, and Jessica picked him up, holding him in a tight hug. She looked over at me, but I didn't miss the concerned expression on her face. I could tell that she knew that something was wrong, and was desperate to find out what had happened. I switched the phone over to speaker phone, knowing that Jessica desperately wanted to know what had happened. Thankfully, Maverick was too young to understand what was going on.