Art Cutie Marks Novels & Stories

"Do you see a mark here?" I peered closer. But there was nothing. The only mating mark I could see was on one of her shoulders as it peeked out. Even Aren's mark had a strange beauty to it. The twists and twirls of his coat of arms was very unique. But even if it was the mark of an artist, I didn't want it on my flesh. "I don't, sorry." "Aren has the power to take our marks away, our mating bonds can be severed in seconds, and it doesn't kill us."

said Lunaria putting her inkling hand on my shoulder. “I will Lunaria” I said, I looked at Cloudsdale and flew off to free Cloudsdale from Raijin’s stormy clutches. Meanwhile back at Ponyville… Bronyium, Twilily, AJ, Flutters, Pinkmena, Rara & Dashie were thinking what to do next. Bronyium looked at the Map of Equestria and saw a Cutie Mark of Planet Earth with a Peace Sign right in front of it Bronyium pressed the unknown cutie mark and looked at the info and he was shocked “no way” he said “Brony what’s with the unknown cutie mark?” Twilily asked “this unknown cutie mark is my father’s… he’s heading to Cloudsdale” he explained The Mane Six saw my cutie mark gliding towards Cloudsdale “but

Kiro brushed his face painfully as he pointed to his chest. He unbuttoned his vest, next was his polo shirt, Aru scared speechless, his poker face shows paleness, he climbed his back-up wanting to get away, but was pulled back by Kiro. “Don't run, I won't do anything to you, I just want you to see this, and it might be of a help for you to remember.” “Ah? Ah!” Aru in confusion. Indeed, he didn't do anything, he just showed him his bare chest with a mark of black rose and cherry blossom, but to Aru's eye's it's only a tattoo of flowers, can't read at all.

His arms shook as Lucas fought him. Mark our mate, now! “I’m sorry. I-I can’t—” Daphne grabbed his wrists, “What are you trying to do? Are you going to hurt yourself again? I won’t allow it!” Arthur shook his head, “No... You're too close to me. I want to mark you because you're my mate. I can’t resist the urge, so—” Daphne frowned and tilted her head in confusion, “What do you mean by that?”

AUBREY Oh heavens, why did he call my name like that? The intensity in his voice makes my stomach flip. Does he want to talk about last night? I cringe inwardly, imagining how mortifying that conversation would be. As he approaches, something catches my eye – marks on his arms. My brows furrow as I study the distinct crescent shapes. Are those... nail marks? My heart starts racing. Where did he get those? "Hmm," Aria hums, her voice dripping with mischief.

Glinda hissed. “Lura can’t hit me and you can’t hit me anymore! I’m a grown damn elf. Only my future mate can hit me.” He waved his finger around. “Pull on the damn leash, but don’t hit my pretty head! It’s why I don’t think without speaking as it is!” My body tensed, coming out behind Creed. “But I have mark here.” I pointed to my neck sheepishly. “Aren’t you cute! That, my dear, is a hickie, not a true mark. He temporarily marked you, that’s all that is.” Glinda pulled on the leash hard enough that Daine fell backwards in the grass with a yelp.

I need to run some further tests. There are a few pack members that have lost mates when Sarah was taken and Dad got his injury. I should probably give it to them. It will remove their pain and I can monitor the results. If successful, it could help Kara, but it is more for removing the bond, not a mark specifically. Most mates who lose their other half tend to want to keep their marks just remove the pain.

It felt oddly familiar. His voice dropped an octave as he traced the design with his finger, the tip skimming the page. "This is the symbol for warriors. You’d wear it on your inner bicep. As you level up to intermediate, you'd add one more triangle. Once you reach expert, you'd add another. So, eventually, you’d have four marks instead of two." I swallowed, my chest tightening. "Okay," I breathed, locking eyes with him. "Let’s do it."

“I went back with them, and this wolf named Axel said I’d be his True Mate. I sort of knew what it meant but not really, because it turns out it means he has to stab my heat with a meat stick called a cock, and then I got this mark.” I pull up the oversized sleeve of Callan’s shirt and show them the mark, which glowed like a full moon the first night I got it. After it burst into flame, it was an angry blister, but after a quarter moon’s worth of days have passed, it’s only an angry red scar. The pain of the wound still hurts down deep in my soul when I look at it, though.

she asked sweetly. Takuto felt like he was going to explode. He had to send a message! He couldn’t let Ryutaro’s dinosaurs win! As Mrs. Nakajima turned her attention to her daughter, Takuto seized the opportunity. In a desperate attempt to communicate his hidden plans, he drew three symbols on the temperature log: ⚡ (Urgent) 💰 (Funds) 👶 (Become small) He eagerly looked up at Mrs. Nakajima, hoping for some sort of recognition.