Mark 5 Chapter Novels & Stories

He follows me down, covers the world around us with his shadow, and makes a promise I feel, not hear: Now that your dad is flying out, you’re done pretending. End of Chapter 5

I had been able to see the labels above people's heads ever since I was little. When I was three, my grandpa held a family dinner at his house. Dad showed up with his secretary, Vivian Clarke. The moment she walked through the door, she went straight to Mom's seat. She rubbed her lower back and smiled sweetly. "Mrs. Lincoln, I hope you don't mind. Mr. Lincoln and I have been working on a project all day, and we're exhausted." I looked around the room. Above Eric's head was a glaring label. "Cheater." Above Mom's head was a dull gray label. "Loser." And above Vivian's head was a brightly shining label. "Ultimate gold digger." I immediately tugged on Eric's sleeve and asked loudly, "Dad, what

I asked, growing increasingly more concerned. "We don't know what happened, but Chase found them. Agent Marks was found dead at the scene." "WHAT?!" I unknowingly shouted, altering Jessica and waking Maverick from his sleep. Maverick began to cry, and Jessica picked him up, holding him in a tight hug. She looked over at me, but I didn't miss the concerned expression on her face. I could tell that she knew that something was wrong, and was desperate to find out what had happened. I switched the phone over to speaker phone, knowing that Jessica desperately wanted to know what had happened. Thankfully, Maverick was too young to understand what was going on.

Something about him makes my head spin. The goddess doesn’t seem to care about me or my desires. Mark made it to the elevator and got in. I can feel his anger seeping out of him. This same elevator was the one we were in five years where I had made myself clear to him that I had come to stay. Maybe I shouldn’t have been so boastful, but then it is the reason Mark barks at me without exactly biting.

Chapter 5: Cruel Leverage The quiet of the house is different now, heavier, charged with an almost palpable anticipation. The parents are gone for a trip. His mother, her face a mixture of lingering concern for him and excited anticipation for her getaway, had given him a long, worried look before stepping into the taxi. Mark, his stepfather, had offered a curt nod, a silent warning in his eyes, before joining her. Now, their absence hangs in the air like a held breath. The house is to themselves.

That birthmark finally made sense, causing me to smile. The sudden burst of insight enlightened my mind, a boundless clarity seeking and resting within my brain. Before, I've always hated that mark. But now that the universe already whispered to me what it meant, I'm starting to love it, and I will forever be proud that I carry my Alpha's mark. "I wonder what the present time looks like," Amaris whispered, a flicker of curiosity lying around her words.

She finished telling them, hoping they wouldn’t mind her listening more than normal. Looking between the two of them, Cordovia smiled lightly. Amaria was already nodding, as she smiled brightly. “I don’t care. As long as we can be friends? Plus, you’re gonna need me around.” She explained, as she giggled softly. Cordovia nodded, then looked at Nikolias, who was smiling to himself. He was slightly mysterious to her, but she wanted to find out more. And why he too held a similar mark to her. It was time she asked her father about the marks. But she knew he was a busy man. Since he didn’t bring her to school himself. Sighing, the girl turned around and headed for the main building. She was read

It was really annoying because he could see her gentle smile each time he closed his eyes. Ace wished he couldn't mark her. He cursed himself a million times for being carried away by emotions. Ace got carried away by the love that he had for his mate because he had been longing to see her for years. That's why he decided to mark her. Ace wanted the fucking world to know that he was his, exclusively his. The destined mate that he had been looking for. The door clicked open and Alexander walked inside Ace's room. Alexander was the only person who could stand Ace when he was in that condition.

I lifted my hand, and the same light was there. My mark was also glowing. As we were both about to climax, he put his hand over my mark, and I knew this was it. I put my hand on his chest in the same way he did mine and he threw his head back. The mark started appearing on his chest immediately. When he looked at me, I could see the love in his eyes. Lightning and immense pleasure ran through my body. I heard him grunt but it sounded so far away. I opened my eyes to look at him and his eyes were glowing purple. He looked at me in confusion. "Baby your eyes." "Yea yours to." I felt so tired and could barely make out anything else that he was saying before the blackness took over.

He borrowed a servant's phone to call me. The call had barely connected when a scowling Frendo, his face equally stormy, snatched the phone. "Lena! Have you thrown enough of a tantrum yet? Lily has already forgiven you. George and I are willing to forgive your jealousy and mistakes too. Isn't that enough? "Come home right now. Otherwise, the Marking Ceremony and the banquet…" "The Marking Ceremony ended the moment you turned your back on me. We're done, Frendo." I cut him off coldly and, without hesitation, tossed the phone into the lake beside the villa.