Mark 5 Chapter Novels & Stories

I felt his hand up my thigh to my crotch and then remove it when the waiter came with our dishes, I didn’t know what was served, because more important things were happening in another place. There were five other people with us and Mark turned to his right to talk to a man about the stock market, I think, I don't know, I felt my world distort as I moved in the chair trying to find my release in this way. “Are you okay, miss?” The lady on my left asked me when she noticed my concern. “No! Uh... I mean yes! Very good. Yes!” Mark chuckled softly next to me and his hand stroked me again, this time touching me directly on my clit.

she whispers. “Say it,” I murmur as I take in the tips of her nipples pushing through her shirt. “Markov, Master.” “From here on out, you’re not going to make any noise. If you do make a sound, you won’t be rewarded,” I inform her. She shivers and I watch in awe as her eyes grow large and fascinated, as she stares up at me. Goosebumps cover her delicate damp skin, and I run my fingers along those beady nips. The need to feel them under my fingertips, to feel them in my mouth is almost overpowering.

With Bethel talking, Xavier talking, Royce and Nathan talking, Ken telling Bethel to calm down while Mark trying to stop the argument everywhere was just ``Chapter written by Fety Grace``

She sighed and briefly told Mary what she had encountered that day, from accidentally having gone into arousal to having had a temporary mark from an alpha. Mary was surprised to hear that, she stammered speechless. She tried to stabilize her emotions, then asked again, "The one who marked you is Stella's CEO, Marcus Hofsess, right?" Calantha nodded, "He just temporarily marked." Confused, she asked Marry, “According to what I've learned, beta can't sense pheromones, right? Why did you and the people I met on the road stayed away from me?”

Trembling, I slowly turned around and saw no one behind me. "Don't be scared... I'm Vex your fire." I blinked rapidly trying to process what was going on. My mother had mentioned that I'd get my fire when I was older. "Keep walking before they find you." I nodded quietly and picked the pace and my gaze lingered on my hand which had dark marks on it. What's happening to me? "They poisoned us Rogue and we have to get out of here if we ever want a chance of surviving." My heart was pounding frantically in my chest.

I struggled to separate from Henry but his other arm held me in place no matter how much I struggled. "Let go!" I insisted, only then did he let go. "You...you marked me!" I shouted in horror, "how is that possible? No ritual was done!" "It's a temporary marking alpha can give. It will let me know where you are," he said. "Why? Why Mark me at all?" "So I can make sure he stays away from you. I am easily jealous," he said and my face went red.

Ariana POV "Five minutes." The words stayed on my screen. Like a countdown. Like something was already moving. I looked up at Mark. My chest was rising and falling too fast. "They’re serious," I said. "I know." "They’re inside my house." "I know." "And we only have five minutes." "I know." I stared at him. "Stop saying that." His eyes met mine. Then he nodded once. "Okay. Listen to me." Finally. Something clear. "We don’t go in the front," he said.

"Yes. Let's go home." _______ 📢 UP NEXT: In the next chapter, our team heads back to the hotel to check out and head to the airport, but a desperate, completely broken Mark corners them in the lobby for one final, toxic confrontation. If you are ready to see Caleb completely handle him face-to-face, take 10 seconds to add this book in your library and leaving a 5-star review below! Your support keeps my daily chapters burning hot! 💖👇 Thanks for reading!

“I will… I will…” She hugged me again, even tighter. As she held me, the mark on my chest suddenly grew hot. It was so hot that I flinched.Then, without warning, a bright light burst from my chest and filled the entire court. Gasps filled the room. Everyone shielded their eyes as the light grew stronger until the whole hall glittered. The darkness outside even faded as if the sun had returned. “What is happening?” someone whispered. “She’s glowing!” another elder shouted. Then someone cried out, “She’s the Marked Luna!”

“But why? She’s so young.” Ailm lowers her head slightly. “War is coming. I can feel it in my bones. I had no choice.” Caden reaches for her again—but freezes. On his palm, a strange mark glows: a circle with a cross inside. Ailm nuzzles it. “It’s like a current,” he says, shocked. “It’s an Ailm mark,” she explains. “We are fated. Not just mates—fated. A rare, divine connection.” Drake stiffens. “Will Baylee wear the same mark?”