Mark X Anissa Fanfiction Novels & Stories

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.

she offers, and I can almost see the soft pleading in her eyes, though I can only imagine it from this angle. Ansel pinches the bridge of his nose, exasperation deepening the lines on his face. “I’m not doing that. I can’t mark you, especially when you refuse to mark me. Are you waiting for your actual mate, Gaia? Or is it something else? Because I want you bound to me. I’m not losing you!” His voice rises again, desperation seeping into his tone.

"I’ve already marked you, right? Isn’t it only proper that you mark me too?" "You’re asking me to mark you?" Wave after wave of joy rushed through me as Arissa’s words raced through my head. Not only was she not rejecting me, but she was showing me that she also felt the same in the purest of forms. "Are you sure about this?" I asked, still unsure if she was thinking straight. "You know how serious marking one another is." Letting out a huff of frustration, she kissed the spot where she had marked me. "Do you really think that I would do something so rash for the hell of it?"

73 MARCUS The alley was dim, lit only by the flickering streetlight above. I leaned against the wall, arms crossed, waiting for Spencer to show up. He was always anxious, always worrying about something. I could feel it in the air. He rushed into view, his face pale and his breath quickened. “Marcus,” he said, glancing around as if the shadows might swallow him whole. “We need to talk. Annalise is up to something. She’s gathering support in the other realm.”

I grabbed a hold of her hand as she made a yelp on how fast I caught her before she got to my cock. “What are you doing Ariana?” “I thought you said that you care about me?” “Yes Ariana, I care about you a lot but we both have true mates and that’s not with each other.” “But Marcus doesn’t want to mark me or to be with me if he can be with that girl in our own place. So, I need you to mark me to keep me safe from my cousin Akasma.” “Why? What’s going on that I’ll need to mark you to protect you from him?”

“I’m fine. Better than fine, actually. Just… tired of all the tests.” Anissa chuckled softly, shaking her head as she began writing something down. “You and me both. I promise it’s almost over. Rhaegal is crazy detailed about these things, maybe too crazy.” I leaned on the table, studying her more closely. She was smiling, humming under her breath as she worked. “You seem… happier than usual,” I said carefully. “What happened?” Her hand stilled, the pen hovering above the parchment. For a moment, she looked like she might brush it off. Then, with a quiet sigh, her lips curved into a fuller smile.

I nod in understanding, “Before you challenge me, formerly and we actually have to fight let’s make sure the women with no mark is in fact your mate.” We open the door and the real Anna was about to knock. “He wouldn’t answer mindlink,I thought there maybe a meeting.” “Anna your mark is back,” Alex sways and takes her in his arms. “Huh?” My mark?”Anna is confused. “I think a combo of a witch being a total Bitch, seeing Lana, and too much too drink has Alpha Alex going crazy” Kelly says. “I’m still lost,” Anna says as Alex is tracing her mark with his finger. I notice she isn’t responding to his touch.

Zeus said to him coldly. “Alright cool,” Mark said and stood up to leave when Zeus spoke up again “Did anything happen today? “Like? Zeus sighed before responding “The house seems so silent tonight, Is Hazel not feeling well? “How about you go ask Anya? Mark replied coldly. He wanted to leave the room as soon as possible to avoid throwing hands with his unreasonable friend. Hearing no response from the dumbfounded Zeus, Mark strode out of the study room. He swore within himself to uncover Anya’s true colors, something was just not right with her. But his friend was in the shackles of love or lust rather so he could not be revived at least for now.

"I wanted Axel and I to mark you on a very special day called the mating ceremony but I guess someone was in a hurry." She traced the tattoos on my chest drawing patterns and hummed softly. "I don't want this moment to ever end, Freya Allan." She grinned at me. "I guess the feeling is mutual" she whispered softly and closed her eyes. There was a moment of silence between us. "Lain?" She called and I hummed in response. "When will I mark you? I want us to be on the same page." A small smile curved my lips. "Are you that eager to make me yours?" I taunted and when she didn't reply I knew that she had fallen asleep.

Suddenly, goosebumps rose over my skin, shivers creeping up my spine as my name sounded rough and raw on the tip of her tongue. Was it just me or did it sound so…personal and cold? I shook my head, shaking off the thoughts at once. “Let me see your mark.” I frowned. “Why?” “It's not healing.” She revealed. I blinked back the surprise when I glanced at my wrists and saw that they were indeed not healing. And it didn't look like it would be healing anytime soon—not without a proper care from a healer. I squinted my eyes at Seraphina, trying to read through her and see if she was trying to set me up, but of course the woman was just too unreadable as always.