Blush Blush Markiplier Novels & Stories

came a woman’s shriek. They all turned to see a woman marching towards them from down the hallway. She, too, was dressed in all black, with long, flowing red hair that trailed past her shoulders, and large, shiny green eyes. She was tall, ageless, and strikingly beautiful. I felt humbled in her presence, like I had just shrunk. This was a woman. Or was it…vampire? Whatever she was, she was a creature that I could never compete with. I felt deflated, prepared to concede Caleb to whoever she was.

With that, they push into the house and start their work on me. I feel like a princess with her fairy godmothers fussing over her. But in my case, it’s my fairy Lunas and I’m only a princess in Alex’s eyes. They step back to admire their work. I twirl in the mirror. I’m in a navy sundress that shows off my new mark. My hair is pinned to the side and my lips have been painted pink. Even with my weird eyes, I feel beautiful.

She asks, changing the subject and shifting the mood. “Nothing fancy. Just some blush and moisturizer.” Mari gasps. “Absolutely not! Not on my watch!” She says defiantly. “This might possibly be your one and only moon ceremony.” She says emphatically. I open my mouth to protest but before I can make a sound, she continues on. “Just blush. My goddess!” She says incredulously. “I helped you fit that sexy yet elegant gown, ma’am. You are not killing that vibe with just blush.”

My cheeks flushed hot with a mixture of rage and shame. ‘What the hell is this?! ’ I growled, scrubbing at it with my palm, desperately trying to wipe it away. But no matter how hard I rubbed, the mark wouldn’t budge. It was burned into my skin, and the more I scrubbed, the redder I got—and the brighter that damn rose glowed. Around us, I could hear gasps, like everyone suddenly knew something I didn’t. “That,” Aiden said, stepping forward, eyes narrowing like a predator closing in, “is called Alpha’s Hunter’s Mark.”

He pushed the folder to her, which made Mariko grin. Mariko opened the folder and frowned. Project X. Mariko saw a picture of a 4-year-old kid wearing an overall pink jumpsuit with long white sleeves underneath while holding a white bunny plush toy. She's like a living doll, with her hair tied up into two buns. Her chubby cheeks were pinkish, and her skin was as white as snow. She was smiling, which made her eyes twinkle. But in her profile, there was nothing written, only her name and her age.

“You look like someone just told you adulthood costs extra.” I huffed a laugh. “Thesis moved forward,” I admitted quietly. He winced. “Ouch.” “Yeah.” He just graduated from art school too but he majored in sculpting, he knew exactly how I was feeling. He whistled low. “That’s savage.” “Apparently he or she is… intense.” “Intense how?” “Withdraws mid-session if he’s bored.” Marcus blinked in shock. “That’s villain behavior.” I forced a smile. “Exactly.”

YEEEEEES, Chapter 3 is up. (: ENJOY, VOTE, COMMENT, LIKE. xo, Black. “Hi, I’m Jade Marshall,” a gorgeous girl came up to me while I was entering the school. I froze and looked at her cautiously. I wasn’t expecting to meet someone this fast and I was actually hoping I didn’t meet anyone at all today. Darn, bad luck just loves me. Jade had clear blue eyes and dark long hair that reached up to her belly button. Her bangs were cut side swept and her smile was stunning. She was also tall and wore a black leather jacket. Her olive skin was glowing in the sun. For a moment, I thought she just came from a photo shoot, but I quickly shook the thoughts away and gave her a small smile. “Welcome to Craw

Eyes puffy. Mascara smudged. Trying to pretend she wasn’t having the worst day of her life. She sniffed loudly into the camera. “I…I don’t understand why people think they can bully me!” she cried. Thousands of laughing emojis flooded the chat. She wiped her nose with a tissue, smearing makeup everywhere. “I am HAPPY, okay?!” She said it like she was begging the universe to believe her. Someone commented: *”Blink twice if you forced Adrian into the photoshoot.”*

She sounded as if she were getting irritated that I haven’t responded to her yet. My hand instinctively went to my neck, where I was supposed to get my mark. I couldn’t feel anything under my skin, but I didn’t think she was lying. Whether I liked it or not, I was going to need to agree to pretend to be my twin sister. “Speaking of my mark, how are we going to explain to them that I don’t have a mark?” My hand dropped from my neck. “That will be simple enough. Mabel can temporarily clone your mark. It will be as if you never lost your mark. It will only last a month, and it is more than likely your sister will have returned well before then. In the meantime, you just need to act like Misty.”

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."