Invincible War All Marks Novels & Stories

Uncle Sol admitted as he and Uncle Marko followed me to the entrance. As they cross the invisible gate, both of them stop walking as they both look at the remains of Purpura. “I hate wars,” Uncle Marko blurted out as he started to walk toward me leaving Uncle Sol behind, “They destroy everything that’s beautiful without any remorse and only leave incurable scars behind.” “Poetic are we?” Uncle Sol teases Uncle Marko as he drapes his arm on Uncle Marko’s shoulder. “It’s true,” Uncle Marko replied defensively.

Accompanied by a burst of miserable cries, Hecarim's face became increasingly ugly. "Hurry up! Retreat!" Hecarim raised his hand somewhat feebly, his face pale, commanding his men to withdraw. However, it was obviously a bit too late, and quite a few werewolf soldiers fell under Talon's sharp claws. Their throats were penetrated, blood scattered all over the ground, the color of life slowly disappearing from their pupils.

Lillianna cried out unable to help herself. He just imprinted his initials onto her body… He pressed it so hard holding her arm hard so she could not go anywhere. He kept it pressed for a few minutes before he pulled it off her. She was in tears. AJ assessed the result before he turned her around roughly and showed the mark to Tristan. “What does that say?” He asked. “It says AJ… AJ… She is now marked. I have branded her as my own. Is that enough for you to understand that she belongs to me!”

“I know you’re her mate, but you want to take her back to Snow Creek so soon?” Jaedon nodded. “I fear a war is starting.” My mother looked down at her hands, where she was turning her wedding ring on her finger. “You’re right.” I was confused. Mother continued. “When your father and I married, there were many threats made to us. However, Alpha of Snow Creek and Alphas of many other packs were our allies or just indifferent. This was the first marriage they had seen of an Alpha and an original. No one was as upset as they are now. When we married, there weren’t too many daughters of Alphas that your father could choose and I was his destined mate for a reason. People were angry, but it was wh

"Not anymore, Isaac. I don't see any mark on her. From the look of things, she has chosen Zack as her mate. You are banned from coming close to her." "No way, I will be back for her. She is mine." As those words left his mouth, Isaac stomped out of the meeting while Xavier and Ezekiel followed suit "As announced, no one should go against the orders given, else there will be a punishment from the elder wolves." They also left after saying those words. Luke, who couldn't stand his son, walked away. "This is our new life, Alpha Lilith. This means more training." Zack teased. "I know, thank goodness you are with me and…and I am ready to be marked by you." Zack's eyes momentarily went wide open,

Mama narrowed her eyes as she hit lightly on my back with the rolling pin, "At least respect your mother and don't curse in front of me." I huffed, I barely cursed but some people tended to grate on my nerves. Rolling my eyes, I let myself out of the bed, "Whoever this god is, we will make him eat his words. He is so gonna regret it." "Just don't go near him," Mama sighed as she watched me brush my teeth, "He is a Victor." My eyebrows scrunched as I met her eyes through the mirror, "The Victors?" She nodded. "Why would Victors come to our restaurant?" My voice was muffled as I looked back at her, "They're rich and super snobby. They don't eat in local eatella."

“It could only mean one thing. She isn’t your right mate.” “What?” “9 out of 10, she isn’t your mate. You just have to look for the right mate, and being that your wolf seems not to be helpful in this case, then young master, you’re in for a long search.” “So you’re saying Ingrid isn’t my rightful mate?” Theodore whispered. “If she accepted to be marked and still you were stopped by your wolf, then yes, she isn’t your Luna. The person whom you mark without obstruction or restraint is your rightful Luna.”

"This is crazy. I don't even know you." "Your name is Ava." He said it softly, reverently. "Ava Marie Chen. You were born on June twenty-first, eighteen years ago. You have a birthmark on your right hip shaped like a crescent moon. When you were seven, you broke your arm falling out of a tree, and you cried more because you couldn't climb anymore than because it hurt." Tears were streaming down my face now, and I didn't even know why. "Stop. Please stop."

“Louder this time. The walls listen.” I swallowed. “Our bodies are vessels,” I recited, voice obedient, familiar words scraping my throat. “Our blood is borrowed. Our breaths are offerings. We are the chosen keepers of the Mark, the last gate between this world and the hunger beneath it.” “And the Mark?” she prompted. The skin on my left shoulder prickled as if it heard her. “The Mark is not a curse,” I said. “The Mark is the seal.” Mother Elara’s gaze softened, but not with affection. With reverence. With fear.

My fated mate wants my body and soul… but he still calls me by his missing wife’s name. ____ Framed by her best friend. Rejected by her groom. Cast out by her pack, Savannah’s world shatters. Until Xavier, the Alpha of Alphas, finds her. From the moment their bond ignites, it’s raw and addictive. He touches and kisses her like he can’t breathe without her. But he believes she’s someone else—his missing wife. His daughter calls her “Mommy.” And the mate bond burns hotter than she ever imagined. Savannah has secrets. A past she’ll never speak of. She swore no man would ever own her again. So why does her soul beg to be his?