Mark Bl Novels & Stories

“To be honest, I don’t really remember what I screamed. It was a little before… “Of course, a huge beast is rushing after you. I can’t even imagine how it is - a wolf puts a mark on a person, - Marta threw up her hands. - Huge mouth and thin neck! “It was more fun when she marked him,” Ba said. All the women, except those who joined us later, laughed. I was at that wedding ceremony, but I already remember the details very badly. "His mark healed much faster," Lark grumbled, adjusting the collar of his shirt to hide the bite mark. No matter how many years passed, it was still clearly visible. Wangity label, true pair label.

Sure enough, buried among a stack of completed emails was my application to leave the pack. His signature was right there, plain as day. The date was the same day we ran into each other at the pack administration office. That day, all of Marcus's attention had been on Clara. He hadn't even bothered to ask why I had come to the administration office in the first place. Thinking back to the sudden, unexplained tightness in his chest a few days earlier, he finally understood. That had been the moment the mate bond was severed. Cold sweat instantly broke out across Marcus's forehead.

"Trust me, Arya. I just came back to handle a work emergency.” I wanted to believe him but the look on Marco's face told me that he was hiding something big. “If you caught the red flags, comment 👀”

“Yeah.” After briefly introducing themselves, Yuki turned to Matthew again. "So, mind explaining further?" "Right. So here's the thing." Matthew told them the reason for his visit, about Bran's family situation, about the devil, and about the noble in the northwest region. "The noble in the northwest? That would be Lord Malcolm Blue. To be honest, I never really liked him either. I've only met him several times during meetings, but every time he gives off an arrogant and prideful feeling. I've never personally spoken to him though." Cecilia shared her thoughts.

“Ugh, I shouldn’t dwell on this too much.” Upon hearing this, Mark asked, “Did you find out who was with him?” Christian’s eyes widened slightly. “Who is Calvin’s cousin?” Calvin subtly glanced at Christian from the corner of his eye. Mark nodded with Christian and asked, “Do you know who his cousin is?” This was exactly what Christian wanted to know. He suppressed his excitement and smiled gently. “Who is it?” Mark smiled mysteriously. The almighty Travis Blake. The eldest son of the Blake family and the most powerful figure in Holtbay City."

One that he would never forget. Blake turned off the tap and ignored their hateful glances. He knew he didn't stand a chance against them so it was best to ignore them. Just like he had always done. He made his way to the door but Mark stood on his path, his eyes plopping down to look at him with disdain.

An unexpected guess stands there with a smile on his face. “Dare, it’s been a while” Mark says. He is wearing a blue Jean on a black leather jacket clad with his combat boot. I spot the BMW right behind him and he turns his eyes to it. “Sweet ride don’t you think” he asks and I give him a slight nod.

He stands rooted on the ground with a bitter expression on his face even after Glinda has disappeared from there. "What are you standing here?" Mark almost jumps up in fright, listening to the voice in his ear. "W-when did you come?" Blake ignores his question, instead says curtly “Take a shower, and put on some of my clothes. We’re going shopping” and then he slams the door behind him. Mark: ...??? Mark noticed the anomaly on his face and wondered what was wrong with him now? ********* Blake is sitting inside the car waiting for his Mark while fuming inside. No one but him has the right to see Mark bare body. If possible, he wanted to gouge out the eyes of every single person who has seen

Eric removed the black mask Mark Bruce had on revealing his face. Mark Bruce was bald with an oblong head. He had a scar that ran from his nostrils to under his left eye. He has a frown on his face and his teeth on his lower lip. He also had a tattoo on the right side of his face. It was just a tattoo of his initial which was M and B. Eric was more than elated he had arrested the infamous Mark Bruce which the American police had been trying to capture for a while now. It was a big victory to his administration. He couldn't wait to tell the Chief of Police and for all the news outlets to have the news of Mark Bruce's arrest being broadcasted. "Well, I told you commander. I knew exactly wha

he growls and storms off. Mark swallows hard and gets out of his seat, and I don’t envy him one bit. But we have his back. He’s one of our co-lords, after all…. Oh, Lordt!