Mark Mark Fruit Novels & Stories

The morning skate always made me want to eat everything in sight. I saw Jax sitting with the track team. I dodged. I got my tray of food; grilled chicken, brown rice, and steamed spinach. "Mark," I said quietly, looking at my plate. "Eat your rice, Simpson," he said. "I know you burned it," I whispered. Mark took a sip of his water. He didn't look at me. "I don't know what you’re talking about. I don't keep trash in my pockets." A tiny smile touched my face. "Right. Trash."

Lucas reached for one of the bottles and half-turned to smile up at him. “I like pomegranate stuff,” he admitted as he straightened. “It’s kind of trendy, I guess, but it tastes good.” Mark nodded and tried to get his composure back. “Okay,” he managed, but his act wasn’t good enough; Lucas was squinting at him, looking almost concerned. “Something wrong?” Lucas looked around the apartment for a cause and, seeing nothing amiss, looked down at himself. “You wanted to save the pomegranate one?” he finally guessed, but even he seemed to realize that it was an unlikely cause of Mark’s agitation.

"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."

I drop the paint brush on the ground; I went ahead, already facing the door, Immediately I met the door back to Its normal look; not even a grain of paint is seen. "Okay! What the fuck; is it magic?" I spoke with a question. Mom laughs, she grabs my hand and we both walk away from the door, we stand at the gate and from there, I saw strange makings at the door. That’s!” I say but did not know how to finish my statement; that is when mom helped me out! "That's the called an enchantment mark, it forbids werewolves or anything supernatural to come Into an apartment without being invited," Mom walk back to the door.

“You’re amazing, don’t forget that.” He nodded and smiled as he led her to catch up with Ajax and Santi, who were now in the fruit section arguing. “What’s wrong with me wanting to buy whole boxes of apples, grapes, and mangoes?” “There’s no place to put them,” Ajax snapped. “With all the meat you’re putting in the cart, do you think there’s space left in the fridge? Use your head, Marquess.” The Marquess pouted. “Then let’s buy a new fridge. Problem solved!”

“And is the coffee semi-decent?” “It opened an hour ago, and no, sadly it’s not.” “Argh,” Francine groaned. “How to survive? How?” “Maybe I can help you with that, babe.” Her heart in her throat, Francine turned. There Mark stood, so large and rugged in the sunrise, just so damn delicious, she couldn’t catch her breath for a second. His eyes were bright green in his hard face, and all that dark stubble just contributed to the edgy, dangerous vibe that he was giving off.

“You have to. You’re carrying my pup now. Our pup. I can smell it on you.” Good lawd. Part of me wanted to deny it, but my body knew that it wasn't far from the truth. Damon’s fingers rubbed me through the fabric, and I nearly cried out. “Fuck, you’re still so wet. Still dripping with me.” “Damon, not now,” I moaned, even as I rolled my hips against his hand. “I need to mark you deeper,” he growled, nipping at my neck. “Before they find us.” He spun me around, pressing my chest against the wall. So roughly, he yanked my jeans and panties down to my knees. I heard his zipper, and then his thick, hard cock was pushing back inside me from behind.

I leaned in close, using the glass like a mirror and tilted my head. There it was.. a small fresh mark on the lower side of my neck, right where it met my shoulder. It looked like a bite but deeper and more permanent.. a mate mark?! My eyes went wide. What the actual heck? That stranger from the woods last night... he hadn’t just kissed my neck and given me those little nips while he was fucking me. He’d marked me..! Like, for real. Claimed me without even asking! I stared at my reflection, mouth open. My hands started shaking. This couldn’t be happening. I was just some nobody Omega who snuck off for one wild moment. And now the whole pack was losing their minds over it.

My previous boss was right—it was difficult to resist taking the easy route and it may have been a matter of time before I caved to the desire to have a better life. “Don’t think like that. Your dignity is not something you can get back when you lose. You might find yourself unable to sleep at night.” She might have spoken all that encouraging talk but it wasn’t very encouraging. “Hazel!” A voice boomed, which made Julia and I jump in surprise. Markos stood a distance away looking at us with a weird look on his face. How long had he been standing there? Did he hear what we were saying? I straightened my back and faced him while Julia scrambled away. Everyone feared him for a reason. He was i