Mark Of The Vampire Heiress Novels & Stories

I reach out to brush the hair off of her face and her frown only deepens. “The man tonight, he bit you, did he not?” “Yes, but I’m fine. He -- “ “You’re not fine. You have been marked.” I watch as her hand goes to the spot on her neck that is now scarring over. The thought of his lips on hers, against her neck, him tasting her blood enrages me all over again. “He what? What are you talking about?” “You’ve been marked by a vampire.”

“I gave you what you asked for! I agreed to your stupid deal! What more do you want?” He shifted, his weight easing slightly, but he didn’t let me up. His hand moved to my neck, his fingers brushing the spot where he’d bitten me last night, and I flinched, the memory of that sharp, searing pleasure-pain flashing through me. “You don’t get it, do you?” he said, his voice low, almost amused. “Last night, when I bit you, I marked you. You carry my scent now, Chase. Every vampire in this town will know you’re mine. That’s my claim on you, no vampire can even think of coming close to you again.”

head to the left, looks me in the eye and says, “You want me to be your woman. You come to see me every time I’m on stage, you sit in the same spot, hold your whiskey, but don't drink it until I leave the stage, almost like you afraid that if you drink any I won't be there when you come up for air. I watch you watch me as I leave unless Kenny is talking to you about me, like the last time you were there. I can feel your attraction to me. As much as I am attracted to you. But I don’t think you know enough about me to want to be with me and I am a puzzle you wish to put together.” She takes a napkin and wets it with the condensation from her drink as wipes her brow. I look at her, studying he

I’ll destroy her completely. “The media is already calling it the ‘Wedding of the Damned,’” Gregory snaps, pacing the room like a caged animal. “T*****r’s trending with #WestfieldScandal and #BlackwoodBetrayal. The stock market isn’t even waiting for Monday. Futures are already tanking.” He stops dead in his tracks, turning to glare at me with eyes that could burn through steel. “Explain to me how a sheltered little heiress managed to outmaneuver all of us. Explain to me how she got her hands on footage that should have been impossible to obtain.”

Their clothes were dirty, as were their hair and bodies. Shocked by the sudden movement, I touched my head. "Who are they?" I asked, but I knew as soon as the words left my mouth. They were the remaining marked. She rounded them up like cattle. Girls like me who were marked at a young age and then bitten by their hunter. Some were already full-fledged vampires. They must've drunk from their hunter and true loves. The rest were still revenants. In particular, one full-fledged vampire stood out. She was regal. Tall, creamy brown skin and curly black hair. Her eyes were the color of liquid night. Her face seemed familiar somehow, and I realized she was the other marked Sharra had chosen.

Harry was surprised by her reaction and gave her a questioning look. Emmanuelle had to put her hands on the edge of the sink to keep her balance. When she met Harry's gaze, she swallowed hard: "The mark of a vampire has that effect and is meant to trigger desire in the one who placed the mark." Harry's nostrils twitched before he took a deep breath. The heady scent of his Mate had become much more potent and musky. He put his hands on Emmanuelle's and nibbled on the back of her neck.

Esther looks at everyone and sees shock etched on every face. “That means,” says Lilia addressing Adeline, “that you have a birthmark...” “In the shape of a crown on my back, yes,” Adeline finishes her sentence. “But then, why didn’t you tell us about the mark the first day you met us?” asks Damion looking at Esther. “Because I knew nothing about the mark. I thought that Tasian had chosen Adeline and not me because I was already a vampire and he couldn’t use me. Our father had died by that time so he obviously couldn’t use him either.”

I said, and he looked at me directly in the eyes and he couldn’t stop smiling even after I threatened his life. “we found a clue sir, about 2 hours ago in a coven just outside the city they held a ritual. A 16 year old girl suddenly got the blood mark curse tattoo on her neck, I think we found her sir, we have found Scarlet” he said unable to contain his happiness. “what? If this happened did they kill her? Where is she?” I asked getting off my bed, so that explains all the dark clouds and the thunder. “no, she managed to escape, I have all your men looking for her sir. We will find her before any witch does, all the coven members saw it, the blood mark curse. Its really her” he said reassur

The one and only thing an alpha needs from him mate was strong pups and only an alpha female could grant then such wish. On that very day I was dressed in a long back gown, which was tight at the top and flare from the waist downward reaching my feet, and there was a black net cape, that flowed from my neck to the ground, I had paired it with a silver ankle strap heel, which mom had gifted me that morning, once was done, I headed down stairs, where Cassie, soon and my mom were waiting for me. Oh yeah, it was also Cassie's first mating Ceremony. Sophia on the other hand found the whole ritual dumb and stupid, that's why she chose not go take part in it, which didn't go well with everyone.