Hit The Mark Novels & Stories

Mark walks on over and hits the grip of the gun into my face; it forces my head to fall back over, the corner of my mouth tears open. I only but smile at him, "Is that the best you have got?" He puts his gun inside the back of his pants and hits me with a jab underneath my chin. My head snaps up again, leaving me dizzy. "What use am I going to be if you knock me out," I ask. He smashes his fist into my jaw again. "What are you doing?" Clara asks Mark. "Teaching him a lesson."

Leo teases Mark. "Don't you really know how to apologize to the people you hurt?" I bravely said. "Ohhhhh dude, 1 point!" his friends shouted as if they were teasing me even more. "Do you want to know if I was hurt?" Mark remained silent as he stared at me “Well, I will make you feel the pain. Tell me if it's hurts.” they all thought about what I said. I moved away a little then I punched him with full force. It retreated but did not fall, I felt the pain in my fist but I did not reveal that I was hurt.

I told her, to which she just sighed. "Or you probably didn't just want to hurt him." She said. I took a large gulp from my bottle of beer as I just gazed up at the full moon in the sky. I'm definitely going to be sleeping in tomorrow. ************************************ Mark's POV I was completely drenched in my own sweat as I punched the bag in front of me really hard, taking out all my frustration on it. Good thing it was specially designed by Bruno; this one could take alot of hit.

"How is that the same? Kaia is my friend. But this Drake? He's not even from our pack! He knows you have a mate, yet he's still pursuing you. He just wants to get you into bed!" At those words, I raised my hand and slapped him. Hard.

I have to know if she's starting to remember. Then I see her reach for her shoulder, and I know. The mark. The one from her dream. It's real, and it's hurting her. My fault. Everything is my fault. "Does it hurt?" I ask before I can stop myself. The fear in her eyes when she realizes I know about it nearly breaks me. I've scared her. The last thing I ever wanted to do was scare her. I leave before I can make it worse, but not before telling her I'll see her tonight. At the party. Because Marcus is right—contact means consequences. But I've already made contact. The damage is done.

“what? Did you get hit before?” “yes, mommy hit me a lot of times then dad hit me once. After that some maids also hit me cause I made mommy mad that is why they hit me. They are all bad people except mommy and dad, sister mina said they are not bad people.” “oh no, baby, remember this daddy would never let anybody hit you ever again. No one would hurt you again and forget about what your sister mina said about your mommy and dad. They are also bad people, ok? People who hurt you are all bad people. Remember that son, they are all bad people if they hurt you, so never let them hurt you.”said ken. It was heartbreaking that every time he will hear what eiji had gone through he just can’t help

Stop! The starshots were shorter than fencing foils but a few inches longer than normal arrows. They were featherlight but as hard as diamonds, and if Noah and Miles were very, very careful, the two of them might make it out of this alive. Somehow, with Miless help, Noah might cleave free of his past. He sliced through the air with his starshot, advancing a few steps toward the Nephilim.

I did not even have time to read the other information my subordinate sent along with it. The moment I learned she had been marked, it was like a bolt from the blue. As an Alpha, I knew all too well what being marked meant. It took me a long time to recover. I could not believe it. How could she have been marked by someone else? Did she not want me anymore? Did she not want Timmy anymore? The day before her wedding, I went to see her. I wanted to try one last time, but she said she didn't love me anymore.

My thighs pressed together, futile, desperate. The handle rattled. Just a test, nothing more. Maddox’s voice dropped, darker now, wolf close to the surface. “You can run, sweetheart. You can shove me out a hundred times. But you can’t lie to me. Not about this. I can smell you.” My core clenched, humiliation and want tangled in a painful knot. Gods, he could. They all could. My wolf crooned, delighted. "Marked without bite, claimed without touch."

Alpha Dean’s chair scraped faintly as he rose to his feet, his face etched with disbelief. Loretta’s cup nearly slipped from her hand. She stood, crossing the space between them in hurried, ungraceful steps — so unlike her usual composed self. Her fingers trembled as she reached out, almost afraid to touch. “By the Goddess…” she whispered, tears pooling in her eyes. Her voice cracked as her fingertips brushed the mark. “This… this is the crescent of destiny.” The mark pulsed under Loretta’s touch, faintly glowing, sending a ripple of energy through the room. Even those who did not understand the weight of it felt its power.