Death Eater Sign Novels & Stories

A small, burned insignia, a purple dahlia on top of a crescent moon. My jaw tightened, “It’s the mark of the Veiled Ones. I should have known. They are the only ones bold enough to come after me despite the rumours.” I muttered under my breath as I glanced at Nine who was laying on the ground. “Search for them on the database, check the other one's face too. I want their names found out and who they have related to these past few days. Quickly.” My fingers brushed against the insignia burned into the assassin’s skin. The Veiled Ones. A name whispered in the underworld, spoken only by those who understood the weight it carried. They were more than just hired killers, they were ghosts, operati

But… the vampire I dreamed about was not real! “Second, the Dervy. They are the kinds of vampires that are evil. They possessed dark magic and it was very dangerous. They are our enemy. They are the second strongest of the entire vampire clan. The color of their eyes is black which I know is scary to look at because it looks like the eyes of a demon. And don't come near one of them because they will kill you," This is what Knox and I fought yesterday they almost killed me. I stood up in shock when I saw it because of its appearance.

Khorvall - God of Time ⏳ Bloodline Name: Khorvalen Traits: déjà vu sensations, aged eyes, glitchy auras Signature Magic: time loops, slow fields, future flashes Trial Weakness: chaos or blood magic that interrupts temporal flow 12. Ossira - Goddess of Death ☠️ Bloodline Name: Ossirae Traits: darkened sclera, necrotic affinity, commune with spirits Signature Magic: soul tethering, spirit summoning, deathmancy Trial Weakness: divine light, purified relics 13. Sanguira - Goddess of Blood 🩸

“But soon, you’ll kneel. Or you’ll die.” Before I could respond, she disappeared into the darkness—vanishing like mist. Leaving behind only the scent of death... and a mark carved into the stone where her blade had struck. A sigil. An ancient one. *The Mark of the Keepers.* The ones who hunted Veilborns. The ones who wanted me dead before I could fulfill the prophecy. I staggered back to my room, locking the door behind me. Callen was already waiting inside, tense and ready for a fight.

The blood had nearly stopped flowing. The position of his right hand was strange; his fingers curled as if trying to grasp something. I crouched down. In his open left hand, written crookedly in blood, was a single word: "Run". 02:14. One minute left. 02:15 came. Nothing happened. I was still alive. "Substitute death successful. Eric Dawson was killed at 2:14 in Parking Lot C. Remaining loop time: 48 hours. "Go to Parking Lot C. There’s something for you."

Citizens fled the streets in fear when she walked the stones, many others bowed. Her only competitor was a new assassin, Dynamere Raenaleous. Her kill level was climbing fast, and she was the only member who took work faster than Rhae; most say she never sleeps. Dynamere wore full black leather, with bands covering her limbs, holding dangerous weapons. Dynamere specialised in poisons, particularly taking a liking to a famous violet poison that paralyses anyone who touches the liquid. Most of her kills were done by poisoning the kegs of liquor in the taverns that were handed off to the guilds. The next day guild houses would be littered with bodies.

As long as you can find out who killed Zora Wood, no matter what he asks her to do, she will accept. "Don't worry. I'll tell you about the sign. Every person with this symbol will die on his 18th birthday. His heart will be dug out alive, and then he will lose too much blood . You are the only child who has survived 18 years of age, which means that you are the only one alive among the selected children. " Baird Churchil took out the paper and pointed to the sign on it.

I snap. “Your mark, Denu. The raven is the High Priestess sign. The Goddess Hecate herself is said to wear the mark” I just look at my mother as if she has lost her mind. She sighs and pulls down her collar. “Look, I to have the raven” I just frown feeling confused “The crown symbolises the chosen one by their god or goddess” I look between them all, what the fuck are they all gone crazy?

I didn't know what to expect tonight but I enjoyed the scenery. While waiting to be served, he taught me a few Moon pack unique symbols because that was how their pack communicated. He trailed the tip of his finger along my palm, forming a symbol. "This is the raven sign. It's a warning that death is near to whoever receives it." The way he said it sparked fear to life inside me. Death was a sore topic for me. He proceeded to draw a heart inside my palm. "This one is simple." "Love." I whispered, staring into his eyes and hoping I was wrong.

If it ever did, he would dismiss it as a mere gossip. Marcus continued staring through the windows as the greenery rushed past them, while he turned back inwardly to something that was troubling his soul. His mind told him he had made a mistake. His ego told him that what he did was right. It was not every day that one got to deal with a witch, even if it was a little boy. That wouldn’t have been a problem if he had not nearly choked because the boy, Jason was looking at him. Dean had died soon after. Problem was he didn’t know how powerful the boy was.