Fairy Tail Guild Mark Novels & Stories

“The Caelites bear snowflake-shaped marks on their nape. The Ardorium have an infinite symbol on their arms. And the Hexling carry a crescent moon mark along the pulse of their neck.” I glanced down at my arm, where the infinite mark had appeared. A strange thrill coursed through me, though I kept my expression neutral. So, I was an Ardorium. How intriguing. My fingers absently traced over the mark, as if doing so would unravel all the answers I craved. Questions buzzed in my head, but I already knew Alistair couldn’t answer most of them. Instead, I picked up my mug, taking a slow sip of coffee while my gaze roamed the house. The silence between us stretched long and thin before I finally br

I respond. "After a while the marks just disappear, and when that happens we just remark what is ours. It's a sign to other creatures to show them who you belong to. Their rank among other beings etc. Every couple's mark is different. Mine and yours are not the same as say James's and Miranda's." I continue. "So what rank are you?" Layla asks and I feel my heart jump.

And her voice was returned to her. “Speak,” Mane ordered simply. He needed to break into the Nobility Realm, and felt like he had indulged in this conversation long enough. “I can give you my Spirit Mark,” the Wraith replied quickly. Her eyes were filled with hope when she said this. “Spirit Mark? I thought only Battle Beasts could do that?” Mane was surprised by her reply. A Spirit Mark was a sign of loyalty that Battle and Magical Beasts could hand over to their owners. It was basically like a Soul Contract, but for animals. And it had more stringent rules. Mane was resistant to it slightly because he didn’t dare draw up such a restrictive contract with either Silver or Sasha. But those tw

I don't feel much change at all except for my sense and ability getting stronger and better. Kiri: Actually there is something that changed. Melinda: Hmm what is it? Reiya: So it's finally appearing. Lord Anex: Don't tell me. He came to me and they both seem to be staring straight into my eyes. Ban: what are you seeing? Lisa: A mark in those who possess the color of the lost familia. Ban: A mark? Lisa: Yes. It is said that their eyes have a mark and that mark varies from one another but they're all the same color. The color of the lost familia. So how is his mark?

Her family, and everything about her remained unknown. "A mark" Sharriah replied, staring at her arms, slightly confused at the mark, then quickly, she remembered it. It was the mark of the Gashadokuros, the mark from the forbidden flesh of the spirits of the dead, she remembered how they had marked her and given her a flute. How had she forgotten the Gashadokuros so soon. "A mark?" Aiden asked, raising his eyebrows up a little. "A mark of the Gashadokuros"

That is why the chosen one has to be the one to bear this mark. The Lunascribe mark is for a second mate, whom the Alpha sees as being below his superior mate. This mark is demeaning and signifies that the Alpha doesn't desire this person as much as his superior mate. However, fate or tradition dictates that the Alpha must mark this individual, even though the connection is not as significant or desired. Only an Alpha has the gift of these two marks. Shota knew that even though the Moon Goddess wasn't willing to reveal to her who the chosen one was, she had a strong feeling the Alpha was working with emotions, instead of letting the Moon Goddess guide him.

Lycoris swings off his grip with a disgusted look, “...We are done, Aurelian. Give back my mark.” Her tone is calmer than ever, but Aurelian glares at her with disbelieving eyes as if she just slapped him on the face. Her ask is basically that, if not exactly the same. The mate mark is sacred. Hannah didn’t lie about that. Even just a temp one. Temp marks mean the same as real marks: my soul is yours. They just use them before they could get the moon goddess’s blessing to make their bond official. [What the fuck?!] Orion shouts, but only Aurelian could hear him now. [She can’t mean that! How could she say that to us, just because that tool took a few punches?! Let me talk to her!]

Confusion was written all over her face. The older woman in a black ninja suit put her gloved-covered palm on Izzabelle’s left chest and closed her eyes for a minute. Silence descended. A minute had passed and her Master opened her mouth again. She then chanted her words... Again. “I, Guilla Shadow hereby, passed my leadership mark on you as the newest leader of this organization. When you met the person who is fated to be with you, your mark shall appear in your chest as it would only be summoned to surface by an exclusive and intimate bond.” Her master, Guilla stated in one calm breath.

Tara was only allowed to partake with the others after strong pressure from her grandmother. She could still remember the look of shock in all their faces after they all went into the pool and went through the trials and they all came out. A large number had green arcane marks glowing on their bodies which marked them as battle mages, eleven had blue arcane marks glowing on their bodies marking them as members of the thirteen, Anu had silver, marking her as the second, and she had Gold, marking her as the heir to the matron. ”You- you had something to do with this…” Anu had turned and pointed a challenging finger at the matron after getting over the initial surprise. Everyone gasped, surpris

A thought that I was torn from when Haven's angelic voice called out to my plaything. "Come here, kitty." As Haven led my plaything away, they both turned to face me, their eyes locking onto mine in a piercing gaze. For a fleeting instant, I saw a glimmer of longing in my plaything's eyes, a look that spoke of unresolved desires and unfulfilled passions. It was a testament to the enduring power of my mark, which seemed to transcend even the boundaries of life and death.