Book Cutie Mark Novels & Stories

My belly curled with desire when I looked at it, remembering the tidal wave of emotion and passion that had been coursing through me in that moment. “Down boy,” Cara grinned, then turned her head, stretching her neck to try and see the bite. “Is that—” “It’s a claiming mark,” I said, then pulled my robe wide so she’d see where she’d marked me too. “Instinct,” I winked. She smiled, then her entire body kind of stuttered and she whipped her head to look straight at me, eyes wide. “Are they… the marks… do they… do anything?” I frowned. “They are part of cementing the bond—”

He lowered his hands, his breath hitching in his throat. He didn't see Samantha, the "perfect" princess he had been promised. He saw a girl with eyes like molten amber, her black hair fanned out across the pillows like a dark halo. But more than that, he saw the mark on her shoulder—the one the bite had revealed. It wasn't a standard pack mark. It was a silver crescent moon entwined with a golden sun. "You..." Lucas whispered, his voice raw with wonder. "You aren't the one they described."

'I got this' I assured him. "Would you like to tell me about your mate?" I asked changing the topic. "What has that got to do with this?" He asked. "Is she tall and beautiful? Dark haired? kind and sweet?" I teased him waiting for a reaction and I wasn't disappointed. He struggled to break free from the chain but it only burned him more. Something told me it was silver. "She is dead" he lied. In the book I was reading when the mate of a mated wolf dies the mate mark begins to slowly fade. But his was still burning.

Not as god-like as Damien, but still sexy. “Hello, Miss Lola. It’s nice to meet you finally. I’m here to help you get acquainted with your new gifts,” Markum offers his hand to shake, and I accept. “Hi. Glad to put a face with the name. However, I still don’t know what’s in there,” I point to the box in his possession. “I know you’ve been curious, and that’s what I’m here to show you,” he pokes back jokingly. Markum explains that the three buttons have a particular order. I push the first button twice and the last button once. Sneaky bastards, I had the code the whole time. It’s the same as the special knock, making it pop right open.

Hayate's fist struck the bedpost. Tsukiko did not flinch. "She is still resisting." "What is controlling her?" I asked. Tsukiko reached into the second case and removed a thin book bound in pale leather. My stomach turned before she opened it. The golden mark on my palm burned. The pages fluttered until they stopped at a drawing of two women standing beneath one crown. Their faces had been scratched away. Beneath them, a line of old writing glowed. Raiken leaned closer. "What does it say?"

she cried. “Here it is, look, look, look!” she yelled waving us over to her. I walked over to where Mum was standing with Zee behind me, still gripping my shirt. Mum had a big blue book in her hands and was pointing to a page. I took the book and looked at it closely. There was a silhouette of a girl with the same marking on her neck as Zee, three moons in different stages of phasing. I read the blurb next to it out loud,

I struggled to separate from Henry but his other arm held me in place no matter how much I struggled. "Let go!" I insisted, only then did he let go. "You...you marked me!" I shouted in horror, "how is that possible? No ritual was done!" "It's a temporary marking alpha can give. It will let me know where you are," he said. "Why? Why Mark me at all?" "So I can make sure he stays away from you. I am easily jealous," he said and my face went red.

It was why she hated him so much to this day. I refused to be humiliated again, especially not after the stunt Kael had pulled in front of the entire pack. “Your mate?” His brows furrowed sharply, his expression darkening. “This isn’t a fucking mate mark,” he snapped. “This is a curse.” Before I could react, his hand slammed against the wall beside me, pinning me there. His grey eyes bored into mine, intense, wild, filled with something dangerous I couldn’t quite name. My mind spun, completely overwhelmed.

he asserted as I eyed him longingly. “We can get some baby items as well since you will have the pup in a couple of months,” he added, and I nodded as I lowered my eyes in regret. “Why are you sad?” Side-eyeing him, I muttered, “I wanted to have a mate mark.” Grinning slightly he sighed, “ I see. Um, do you want me to mark you? It's not the same as you wolves.” Furrowing my brow I asked curiously what he meant. “My fae mate mark is more like your Crescent Moon and would be a butterfly,” he explained sheepishly, bringing a smile to my face.

I glanced at him, a playful smirk lingering on his lips. “What’s wrong with you?” The other boy gasped, as if I had just done something truly shocking. Out of nowhere, he burst into my room and hurled his knife right at me! It doesn't matter to me if he was the Alpha Emperor, the ruler of the entire world. I really hope to be treated with respect during my stay here. “You definitely showed some guts, new boy.” Rowan chuckled, his golden eyes shining even brighter. It sparked a flame. My face started to throb once more, the spot where his claws had struck now marked by a scar. I hope it heals; I really dislike scars.