Marked A House Of Night Novel Novels & Stories

CHAPTER ONE NOTE TO READERS THIS IS THE BOOK TWO OF PREGNANT AFTER ONE NIGHT WITH THE LYCAN KING, BUT CAN BE READ AS A STANDALONE. ....... NOELLE The mansion boomed with excitement. The maids and guards moved about hanging up decorations in preparation for Malcolm's marriage. After handing the last basket of flowers to the maids, I found a corner to sit. Ahead of me was the brown-haired devil that graced my dreams and messed with my senses, leaning on the counter in a seductive pose, teasing his fiancee, Emery.

“This… mark. It’s not just a scar, is it?” “Don’t be too fat, Marianne,” said Marianne, pursing her lips very tightly. She placed the book on the bedside table, and flipped the book to the ribbon marker. The parchment was yellowed, covered with symbols I didn’t understand, but the image in its center took my breath away: a woman with a glowing moon-shaped mark on her chest, standing under a full moon, wolves bowing at her feet.

The others, including Magnus, raise their glasses after him and chorus their reply. --- Hey, loves! From the bottom of my heart, thank you for reading, loving, and breathing life into this story. This is the end of Marked by Moonlight… at least for now. 💜 Thank you for staying with me through it all. You’ve been my pack, and I’m endlessly grateful. Now, before we howl goodbye for a bit, here’s what’s coming next 👇🏽 ✨ Marked by Moonlight isn’t completely over! There have been requests for Alex’s story, and you’ll be getting it! His book will come next year, so hold on to your breeches because it’s going to be wild, emotional, and worth the wait.

“When blood and moon entwine in flame, a child of dusk shall bear the name. Marked by fire, bound by light, She’ll rise to end or heal the night. Hearts will burn, and shadows reign, The world remade through love and pain. The flame will choose — the goddess’s twin, To cleanse the sin… or fall within.” The words made her skin crawl. She looked up at Eldritch. “It speaks of Nova.” He nodded slowly. “The Marked by Moonfire. I saw it the moment she crossed your gates. The light around her — it’s not of this world.”

By the time night fell, I’d accepted three things. 1. The Varyn House had a mood. 2. My crowbar, Brenda Classic, was my closest friend. 3. I was officially cohabiting with a vampire. Honestly? I’d had worse roommates. The lights above the kitchen table flickered lazily. The bulbs hummed even when the switch was off — like Brenda herself was breathing through the wires. I was surrounded by three coffee mugs, one bleeding pen, and a notebook labeled Operation Anti-Crispy.

Lunessa's POV “No. No, no. This can't be happening…” I whispered. I shut my eyes tightly. Just a trick of the light, but when I opened them again, the mark was still there. A mating mark, but not just any mark. This one was different. It didn’t resemble the marks I’d seen on others, it shimmered faintly beneath my skin, pulsing with an unfamiliar energy. I collapsed to the floor. What kind of twisted joke was this? Who disappears after a night like that, leaving nothing but a mark that felt like it bound my soul?

NIGHT BLUE VALLEY LUMA'S POV Pale and tiny on that hospital bed, I didn't know what to do. Their marks were complete but faded. The mark clearly showed ,they were children of the Nightfang pack . A trio of wolf heads ran from their shoulders down to their backs, and beneath them, a paw mark. I tried my best to hide them from the helpers coming around to clean my babies. Then I begged the healer in charge to keep it a secret. But one thing was sure,if they received their fathers blood, henceforth hiding those wide marks will be almost impossible.

NITA'S POV I woke up the next morning with a banging headache. I tried to use my entire strength to get up, and I did, only to find myself in an unfamiliar room. I was stunned and looked around hastily, to find myself in an enormous bedroom. This is not my room, I thought shakily, and looked down at myself, to find myself completely naked with just the duvet I was clinging tightly to my body. Now I was panicking. What was I doing naked in an unknown room?' I wondered.

If only it worked that way. As my consciousness faded, my soul felt yanked back—to that Halloween night that changed everything. Lights strung like jack-o'-lanterns, crowds surging like a river. I was gripping my little brother Matthew Duncan's hand—warm and soft—terrified that if I let go for even a second, the tide of people would swallow him up. But in the blink of an eye, a puppet-maker's stall caught his eye. He pointed at a fierce general figurine, bouncing with excitement. "Eli! I want that one! The general!"

“That's weird, I bet Ethan is hiding something.” It was already night, I was engrossed in the book I found. It wasn't giving me any solution but it had these vampire stories in them. Their do’s and don't, heroes and heroine, the war between them and hunters and their little alliance with the witches. It had a similarity because the man who bit me was a vampire.