Art Cutie Marks Novels & Stories

Smile hadn’t left even for a second since I woke up. “You gave me the moon and peace-lily,” he said. “Uh?” He smiled and his eyes directed me to the bite mark on his neck. I flipped him under me in amusement. My heart pounded in my chest when I looked at the result of my mark. Once a person was marked, their partner’s bite mark on them would turn into what looked like a bruised tattoo. The bite mark shaped into a tattoo that was a special symbol between the partners. It symbolised the meaning their partner added to their life.

Tongues meet often. I whisper to his ear, "I shall give you my own mark too." And I saw the movement of his throat. I sniff his neck down to his shoulder but I don't feel complacent in this part. I realize I've been squeezing his right arm, so I kiss it before I bite it emphatically. He did not react to it, instead, he embraced my nape with the same arm and he smelled my hair. When I'm through, I use an enchast with a finger to draw an art of dandelion that will remain along the mark. I kiss and cuddle with him above some more. And since he's calmer, he asks, "What's the mark for?"

‘It’s fine; we can mark each other now.’ Rion said, so I smiled at my mate, nodding my head. “Did you just hesitate? ” she asked, “Goddess, we are at our climax, and you’re still talking. How can you do that, Chas?” I asked, smiling, and before she could say anything, I thrust in and out of her fast and made us cum together, then extracted my fang and marked her. A surge of warmth and happiness coursed through me. I could feel the connection deepening, the bond solidifying with each passing moment, and I knew that this act was not just about the physical mark; it was a symbol of our love, an eternal promise.

Bennett explained. “I’ve never heard of anything like this,” Thane commented, his eyes on my shoulder. “I’m not sure I follow guys,” I confessed. “Zae, a normal mate mark is just a crescent and your mate’s initials. Your mate mark has three things other mate marks don’t have,” Bennett explained. “Is this a good or a bad thing?” I asked. “Since we’ve never seen anything like it, we can’t say,” Bentley said sadly. Shockingly, I wasn’t even worried.

He can get things done easily and without any worries, he is like the sunflower amongst wildflowers. He cuts into my reverie when his hand rests on the part of my cleavage which is bare and I can see a slight smirk on his lips and his hand caresses the pale pink mark that is on my breast. The mark was Scarlett in colour before but after his rejection, it becomes pale pink. With a smirk across his face, he caresses it again with his eyes on me, “Little cute thing” he mutters but he doesn’t eliminate it which is surprising to me. I was thinking Master is going to eliminate it but maybe he is leaving it to always remind me of my overconfidence which he shattered in front of everyone in Aqua bla

Justine holds me, treating my bruises, and we giggle at the banter. Markum takes immense pleasure in sneaking me his bites and getting scolded by Gio. Their relationship is cute. Intimate but not sexual. I can tell Gio is in charge, but Markum is an entertainer. “Markum, you are ruining her pallet. I made Lola this strawberry tart for tonight,” Gio pushes Markum’s hand out of the way. “Well, she likes the chocolate mouse I made better,” Markum retorts and his accent shines through, “Didn’t you hear her moan? For more.”

Kai counters. “Enough, Kai. We can worry about diaper duty when the time comes. Now, let's enjoy our breakfast, and then it’s time for me to take you to get your marking, Ever.” Dad shuts down Kai’s whine fest. How could I have forgotten the marking? I can’t wait to have my mark of the coven on my back like the rest of the official members. It’s a crow sitting on top of a skull with shadows swirling around it. It’s totally badass, and I’ve been dreaming about the Moment I get mine.

“Then by the light of the Moon Goddess, and in the presence of our pack, I declare you mates. You may mark each other as a symbol of this eternal bond.” With a gentle hand, Chris brushed back Zita’s hair, exposing the side of her neck, and leaned forward, pressing a tender kiss there before his teeth elongated, marking her as his. Zita’s eyes fluttered closed, her expression one of peace and joy as she accepted the mark, her body leaning into Chris’s as if finally, they were two halves of a whole.

◇NO POV◇ For world Aurthur might be cruel but infront of viranica he is the most sweetest man he can't even raise his voice infront of her the side which world never seen from Aurthur was seen by viranica sun rays hitting viranica's eyes she opened her eyes slightly and looked at the handsome face beside her she pushed him away with one push but he is in deep sleep so moved and slept again some evil idea popped in viranica's brain she went near the sketch and brought it she started face art first she wrote monkey on his forehead later she drawn danger symbol bones and everything, she drew two fangs near his lips, she wrote monster on his face

Mam asked us, and Aaro nodded and moved her hair to the side. She had a blue crescent moon with a tiny snowflake, representing the Winter Bone Pack. I ducked down so my mom could observe my mark, which was slowly appearing. "That's funny. She has a moon and a snowflake, but you have waves and a moon. I wonder what it means." Aaro's eyes went wide, and I could feel her panicking. What did water mean to her? She was fucking terrified.