Art Cutie Marks Novels & Stories

Maybe the gods think I look pretty this way. A gasp escaped me as I turned my neck to get a better view. My fingertips brushed against a beautifully intricate design that adorned my skin. It was a crescent moon, its delicate details awash in an array of enchanting blue shades. Stars, each unique, encircled the moon like constellations painted by a celestial artist. At the edge of the crescent, a pitch-black wolf stood, head thrown back as it howled at the moon. My mate’s initials are written below the mark.

Chapter 63 — Aria's POV I woke up feeling like my skin was trying to rearrange itself. The silvery curse mark were literally moving, shifting patterns under my skin like living tattoos. In the mirror, they formed intricate designs that seemed to tell stories — ancient battles, forgotten magics, secrets written in a language that hurt my eyes to look at. “Stop poking them,” Kane said from the doorway of our training room. His marks resonated with mine, creating weird light shows between us whenever we got close. “We've got work to do.”

I glanced at Raina and asked, “Do you want to check the library now, or later?” “Let’s check it now. I also want to know what my mark means,” she said, biting her lower lip. “There’s a bow and an arrow on my mark. After hearing what your mark means, I want to know if mine has a beautiful meaning as well. I’m kind of worried.” I squeezed her hand. “Don’t worry, Sweet Pea. I don’t think there’s anything to worry about. Our marks are just unique, which means we are a special couple.”

I grabbed myself a sandwich, a small bowl of fruit, and a cup of coffee and headed out to the back patio. “Raina! Let me see your mark!” Lizzie squealed as I made my way to sit down. She didn’t give me a chance to respond before she was moving my hair from my shoulder and looking at my mated mark. The mark had completely healed and was red and blue with a crescent moon and two stars. “I have never seen one so colorful!” Lizzie nearly screamed again as she looked at my mark. “So. Loud. Lizzie!” I stammered out as she continued to look me over. We both laughed as she spun me around, looking at me.

I looked back at mirror to see that it was truly not glowing anymore, but the mark has healed completely. It has formed a pictorial image of a female wolf howling at the moon with a big male one beside her, two letters were written in big, cursive form; CA. Casper had come to stand behind me while I looked into the mirror, he was looking at the mark in wonder. “It’s so beautiful.” He raised up his hand to gently touch the mark. The moment he touched it, the skin tingled, my entire body vibrated at the contact. Something really loud interrupted us, Casper and I were forced to break the staring contest between us.

I instinctively cupped the small scar on my neck with my hand. “I meant to ask you, Uncle… do you know anything about the shape of these things?” Tobi asked, a note of curiosity in his voice. “A little,” Cayden said, his tone shifting. “They’re specific to the wolf who gives them. Why?” “My mark… it’s a crescent moon,” Tobi said. “Lila, come here. Let me see,” Cayden said, motioning me over. I hesitated, glancing at Tobi. He gave me a reassuring smile and nod.

A smug curl painted my mouth. I gently moved Aria's head on the pillow before sliding the rest of her body off of me. She frowned in protest, yet her eyes stayed closed. I positioned myself on top of her, hanging above her on my straightened arms. Then I leaned over to leave kisses down her neck. I looked at my mark on her—it was a blue crescent moon. Somehow, it had just become one of my favorite spots on her body. I leaned down and nibbled the mark with my lips. She shivered, and I instantly felt a wave of heat traveling down to my cock. A breathy chuckle escaped my mouth as I leaned once more, this time kissing the mark and teasing every edge of it with the tip of my tongue. As another sh

Finally, she mused, “But who the hell could she be mated to?” Arthur didn’t answer immediately, his mind racing as he considered. Each pack had their own distinctive mating mark shape, and Moonglow’s mark happened to be a crescent—which meant that it had to be someone in their pack. Someone…

"He is not very nice to her. I think Arthur's fat head might have affected him," "Dagmar has two mates," "What?" she snorts. "Two? That's a possibility? How would this work?" she asks pointing at my arm. I hold out my right arm where my pack marks are to show her the triskele on my hand. "You have many marks, Alpha Jayk," "The gold ones are marks," I pull my sleeves up. "The colored ones are tattoos. Those I had someone do for me," "They're very pretty," she smiles tracing the gold spirals. "They're all connected. How do we know if we are the gold spiral or the black and red circle?"

I hold the back of her neck, looking into her pink eyes. "... I'm...I'm... " She's screaming then I feel it. Her pussy clench tight. "Yesssss!..." "That's it, baby...Time to make you mine forever." I bend her head to the side and sink my canines into her shoulder. I pound her hard as her orgasm crashes through. Her comes coats my balls as I growl into her neck. My canines hang on tight to make sure my mark is implanted. "Yes...Bastian..." She claws at my back.