Mark Of The Fool Novels & Stories

I shouted, already tearing the black feather from my own apron where Ashina’s pin had brushed it. Tala looked up from the fallen servants, her face pale, but her mind was still sharp behind the fear. “The symbol carries the command,” I said, moving toward Farkas even while Conri cursed my bravery as foolishness. “If we break the mark on his skin, the poison loses its voice.” Tala’s eyes widened, then she threw me a small bone-handled knife from the healer’s bag. I caught it, but Bardolph rose behind Farkas, bleeding badly and swaying like a tree refusing to fall during a storm.

He was relieved that nothing happened to Alieana. Mark and the demonic soul could be seen on open ground, somewhere in the forest. Mark’s hand was bleeding profusely, but he kept the hold on the demonic soul. “Time to say goodbye to this world,” Mark said as he pierced his hand in the middle of the soul and it was turned into ashes. Mark fell to his knees on the ground and was breathing heavily. He had lost his entire strength using the forbidden spell and looked at his right hand, which was covered with blood. “It will heal,” Mark muttered and closed his eyes.

These rich folks had to be bored out of their minds to devise such diabolical plans! "I was right about you, Julian. A bottom-feeder like you will rise to take the bait and fight tooth and nail just to wait on Felicia! I even made a bet with my friends to see if you'd ever discover that Felicia was lying to you. Trust me when I say that we made big bets. "But we didn't think you'd be duped for three whole years and still not suspect a thing! It was hilarious! If I hadn't invited Felicia to tag along today, you might have believed her lies forever! You should be thanking me."

I called her name out loudly, but she didn’t hear. I waded through the crowd to catch her. I chased her through the road. She was heading for the Moon Chamber. I was only meters away from her. I won’t lose her again. A large patch of trees was before the Moon Chamber, with leaves all turned yellow, falling in the air. The she-wolf stopped before a tree, looking above. She was wearing a white coat and a scarlet scarf. Her hair was not pinned, cascading naturally over her shoulder. I wanted to greet her. But was reluctant to disturb her.

“We’ve been fooled.” “Fooled how?” She didn’t reply. She just kept talking to herself. “I should have known… I should have known.” “Known what, Mother?” My voice was louder than I intended it to be. “Nathan never really marked you. It was all a trick.” “No.” I shook my head. “That’s impossible. He did mark me, I felt it, every single moment of it.” “If he actually marked you, Elizabeth, he would care about you.”

Good morning, Ana - Marcos as always emanated good humor. "Good morning, Mr. Marcos. Ana couldn't deny that seeing Marcos was like a drop in the ocean for her eyes since he was very handsome. " Do me a favor, don't call me Mr. Mark, it makes me feel old," he laughed. " Force of habit. Marcos had what every woman would like to find in a man. Beauty, charisma, he was successful, but since not everything is perfect Marcos had a defect, and this defect was his love for women. In other words, a true womanizer.

He asked me while cocking his head to the right and studying me with his emerald green eyes. My jaw dropped in shock at what he said. Mark is dead? “Can I see a photo of him please?.” He shot me a weird look before fishing out his wallet and turning it to my face. And it was him. It was Mark's face smiling back at me. This is an older version of him but I could tell that it was still him. Oh no. Did Bryan and Claire get him too? I suddenly felt dizzy and sat on the nearest surface I could find.

“They weren’t there sir, they were gone by the time we got there. My anger boiled over “What do you mean gone? You incompetent fool! get out of my sight this instant and don’t come back unless it’s with Tiffany” “There’s more sir” I give him a questioning look, “what?” “It’s Mark, we saw him, pass by us, I think he figured out the safe house as well” Mark is still alive. And Dave, that good for nothing fool, when I find him, I’m going to skin him alive. “Fools!fools!! I’m surrendered with fools! get out of my sight! Get out!!!” I bellowed, my rage echoing off the walls.

Silence reigned between us for a while before he scoffed as if irritated. “Isn’t this stupid?” He started. “Why am I constantly trying to reach out to your foolish self and you keep turning me down like you are some kind of princess.” I didn’t say anything and that seemed to have triggered his irritation. “You know what? Fuck you, Mark. You can burn in hell for all I care. For goodness sake, I am not the one who conned you. I told you this from the very beginning but your fish brain refused to take note.”

Alone. Marked.