Fairy Tail Marks Novels & Stories

I feel a shield form, a small one for just the two of us and he links his hands with mine. “How about we find a place to wait out this storm and spend the night, then tomorrow, we decide what to do?” I nod and Cain kisses me on the forehead again, the action full of warmth and love and making my toes curl, before he tells me to wait for him and puts a marker on me. His magic warms the base of my wrist and I find a mark there when he leaves. It’s a diamond with a straight line through it. Something tells me this is a form of the marks Diane and Ashryn used when they both cast the spells that have led us to where we are now.

I could definitely see the resemblance between them. Wavy chocolate hair, bright caramel eyes, and the typical Light Fae complexion. The markings along their collarbones definitely caught my attention. They did not look like tattoos but more like birthmarks. Certain Fae clans had such marks that set them apart from others. The marks typically imbued powerful essence into their magic. “You can just call me Ziyah,” my girl said immediately, hoping to set them at ease.

I ask smiling. “For Emma? Is anyone ready for Emma?” Randy asks. I sheepishly open the door only to hugged by a very excited Emma. “Let me see, Let me see!” She looks at my neck. “It looks like a normal mark. I thought chosen marks where different.” I look at Randy’s mark and it’s the crescent with VAC under it. A fated mate mark. “I knew you two were fated! You had to be,” Cathy smiles and touches my mark. “RRA”

My lips invaded her neck hungrily and she gasped in shock when my fangs nipped her drawing blood. There was something different about her...she made me feel things I've only felt when I was with Hestia. Our eyes locked in a frenzy when I realized what I had done. Two dots were on her neck. she smirked at me. I marked her. And it wasn't just an ordinary mark. I had made her mine and it means that Galen can't have her anymore. I thrusted into her and her lips parted softly and I watched her eagerness. "You're mine now."

And something metallic. *Fae.* My claws extended. I ripped the balcony door open. Empty. But someone had been here. Recently. I stepped outside. The stone railing was cracked from the attack. Below us, memorial fires burned across the territory. Nothing moved. Then I saw it. A mark. Carved into the stone beneath the window. Three lines surrounding a circle. My blood went cold. Kate came behind me. "What?" "Don't touch it." She crouched. Her face changed. "You recognize it?"

It surprised me it was a light tone of pink as well, and you could barely see it. “You see, those are my imprint marks,” Amilia said, smiling softly. I wonder how my mark will look. Usually, an imprint and a mate mark have a symbol. So far, I noticed the Count’s was a cross and Caspian a leaf, but I wondered how mine on her neck would look. As I’m lost in thought, I hear Amilia laughing. She looked so happy and so carefree. I can’t wait to spend the rest of my life with her.

A symbol had been carved into the ground beside him. Not messy. Not rushed. Precise. A sharp, angular mark etched into the earth, stained dark. Blood filled the lines. Mia frowned. “What is that?” she asked. No one answered at first. Mark crouched beside the symbol, eyes scanning it carefully. Recognizing—not guessing. “That’s not random,” Luca said quietly. “No,” Mark replied. Mia stepped closer. “Then what is it?” Silence stretched. Mark stood. “A signature.” The word hit harder than she expected.

Raf said, and with that kept a finger over hers. Saraya felt a jerk and pushed him a little. “Don’t touch it,” she said and giggled a little when she felt ticklish. “Told you,” Raf replied, while chuckling a little, and took her into his embrace. “I want to see my mark. Is it as beautiful as yours?” Saraya asked, and Raf nodded his head. “Our marks/signs are the same, just your sign has a queen’s crown and a pair of wings behind the wolf. It shows that you’re a fairy,” Raf replied. Saraya nodded her head, but then her thoughts lingered towards their current situation. “Rafael, I want to use the washroom,” Saraya said, and Raf looked at her. “Liar,” Raf exclaimed, and Saraya closed her eyes i

Yennefer laid on the bed while I sat beside her. “What’s gonna happen when he marks me??.” I asked. “Well your souls are gonna be bound!.” I shivered when I heard that. “What does the mark look like?, we already have a hunch but not sure of anything !.” “It’s like a tattoo of your mates beast!.” She replied. I am still gonna ask Aiden but there is no harm in conversing with his lovely little sister. I knew she was older than me but I knew Aiden was older than her.

I nodded and let him lead the way to where he wanted to take me to. We soon arrived at his room and he shut the door behind me. “How would you like to be marked?” I froze at his words. To be mark? It was every girl's dream. After finding their mates and mating, of course, they are marked by their mate. This grows her powers and strengthens their bond, it increases their attraction towards each other. Everything from there would be a fairy tale. Was he really asking me if I wanted to be marked? Did I want to be marked by the triplets?