Harry Potter Tattoos Dark Mark Novels & Stories

A silver crescent moon, ringed with tiny stars, inked into her skin like the light of a forgotten constellation. Harry stared at it. His hands began to shake. Hemingway leaned in. “What is it?” The king swallowed. Hard. His voice barely rose above a whisper. “That mark…” “What of it?” “That is the sigil of the Crystal Moon Pack.” Hemingway went still. Harry brushed her hair fully aside, revealing the tattoo in full. The symbol shimmered faintly, alive even as her body clung to the edge of death. “Only one bloodline bears that mark,” he said. “The royal blood of Zur.”

"The cleansing herbs must touch his skin." My brother complied without hesitation, removing his shirt to reveal a lean, muscular torso marked with a disturbing pattern of small scars, evidence of the "treatments" he'd mentioned. Each scar formed part of a larger design that spiralled across his chest and back, a ritual marking I didn't recognise. The Priestess's breath caught when she saw it. "The Mark of Shadows," she whispered, horror evident in her voice. "They've been preparing him for years." "What does it mean?" Kane demanded, moving protectively closer to us.

There, clear as day against his pale skin, was a mark. A snake with wings sticking out, elegant, dark, and glowing faintly with vampire magic. My breath shattered in my chest, turning labored and heavy. It was something I had never seen or heard of before. “That is a mating mark.” Henry said proudly. “Show me yours now, Harley!” My knees turned weaker than they already were. That mark wasn’t on my skin, not a trace of it. I didn’t even know Carlos was supposed to give me this mark as well. I thought...

He nudged the unconscious man, pushing him to his stomach and just as expected, a black moon tattoo was carved onto the skin of his neck. A Darkmooner “Blow the horn”

She had never seen him as part of the Silvergray pack, so he must have been from outside the pack. The tattoo she saw on him might have something to do with who he belonged to. Harper hadn't had a good look at it last night in the dimly lit room, but this morning she was able to see it very clearly. It was a very fierce tattoo that looked like a black demon, and she always thought she had seen it somewhere. "Wait, a black demon?" Harper stopped in her tracks. She remembered it. That might be the symbol of the organization, "Nightmare", she had read about in the book. This organization was very mysterious, not affiliated with any packs, but its members were very powerful and dangerous.

He meant to grab a shirt to put on her so Edward could do a proper exam, however, he wasn't expecting the sight that lay before him. He hadn't noticed it in the car because it was too dark, but now in his illuminated bedroom he easily took in all the white and black marks marring Summer's porcelain skin. On her right arm lay a tattoo of a Serpent that wrapped its way around her forearm and up along her bicep with its head ending just above her collarbone. Littered around the tattoo were white scars that looked to be from something cutting her delicate skin again and again. Her other arm that didn't have any tattoos covering it sported the same scars.

I gulped it all, coughing as he pulled out. He removed the clamps gentle, rubbing my sore nipples. Pain faded to throb. Then, from his pocket, a small marker—permanent ink. "Hold still." He knelt, drew on my hip—a small outline, a dragon like his tattoos, coiled around a V for Voss. Discreet, hidden under clothes. "My mark. Permanent soon, if you earn it." I touched it careful, ink fresh. "Yes, master." Heat bloomed—owned deeper.

Just the piece about the receiving person having to give its consent to be branded already sunk all the defenses of being under the imperius curse. Professor Snape had a white face hearing the information. He was a branded slave. And the worst part was that it was for life! The Dark Lord had been very clear in the 'acceptance ritual', saying that they would bear his mark until their deaths. But since Lord Ravenclaw had the knowledge about the original brand, he should know how to remove it, right? "Lord Ravenclaw, is there a way to remove the brand?" Erik looked at the dark man's face, then looked at his arm. After some thinking he answered.

Jasmine POV: My words got me attention of Draco and Maximus both “Horraisces mark ?” They both question me in sync “Yes! Horraisces mark…. these special magical marks are used by many witches to keep their victim binded to any particular place” I informed both of them “Can you erase this mark?” Draco questioned me when I turned to him and replied “Such Horraisces marks are always guarded by a Curse…. a curse that will pain or even kill its bearer if he crosses confined boarder of Witch...”

He raises it over a golden bowl and allows several drops to fall into the bowl with a hiss. “You may sit and receive your mark.” Mr streeter steps to the side to allow Will to make his way over to the tattoo man. He sits bending forward to allow the man access to the back of his neck. The tattoo man picks up the needle and starts his work. All Hunters receive the same mark, two crossed swords encircled by a snake. The ink used is laced with magic which is what gives us our heightened gifts. I watch in interest as the tattoo is completed, will the gift present itself straight away? It differs from hunter to hunter. Some may feel the power awakening in there bodies whilst others take longer to