Marked By Novels & Stories

We are tied to each other now. Then comes the burning pain on my chest, it’s unpleasant but bearable. I look down and watch as the Mark of the Alpha appears on my chest directly over my heart. I smile in awe at the mark that once resided on my father’s chest, that he now just transferred to me. It’s a wolf’s paw print and looks like I’ve been branded with iron. But as the redness dissipates it’s replaced with an iridescent sheen. This mark is binding and cannot be forged.

— T*****d t*****d Tap read Tap Read T*****D T*****d Although werewolves are still unknown in modern society, we are one of the most powerful species, we rarely get sick, and excellent resilience makes our physical stronger. Once the wolf in our hearts awakened, we can transform into giant wolves that can easily tear apart any human being. Not to mention the Alphas in the wolf pack, they are even stronger than all wolves. As the leader, Alpha will never leave the pack easily unless they died. I swear that no matter what happens, my father will protect the pack until the last moment. More unanswered questions flooded my mind. If Mom was still around, she could find him. They were the mates, de

"So she is claimed! Marked! Recognize! And me?

I felt a slight sting as she Marked me. The Mark was two hearts connected at their tip as to make an hourglass shape. Her mark on me had a larger heart at the top, signaling that I belonged to an Alpha. My Mark on her would have the smaller heart on top, signaling she belonged to a member of her pack. While the Mark started as a laceration of the skin, it healed as a tattoo. Soon, the Mark would look like it was inked at the same time as my Promise Mark. "Would you like yours in the same place?" I asked elongating a fingernail.

"What?" Her eyes widen when she saw in the mirror what was the pain she felt earlier, it was a butterfly mark with a bite mark. A mark meaning that she was now... marked. She never wants to be marked, not in her life! "Damn." She doesn't even think about this kind of possibility, she's done! She needs to get rid of this mark before anyone sees it, she cants let them know that she has been marked. Beatrice bit her fingers as she walk back and front.

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.

I would throw every last bit of power I had into it. I hunched over, barely noticing the throbbing in my gums as my teeth lengthened, and for a moment my mouth hovered hesitantly over the nape of my mate’s neck. Then I bit down, breaking skin, and the coppery-iron taste of his blood came spilling into my mouth as I Marked him. This is going to scar, I mused cynically to myself, wincing, but the observation lasted for barely a moment before I was plunged into a world of vibrant colors and emotions so overpowering I almost lost my footing at the joy of discovering that something remained of Hector.

Lillianna cried out unable to help herself. He just imprinted his initials onto her body… He pressed it so hard holding her arm hard so she could not go anywhere. He kept it pressed for a few minutes before he pulled it off her. She was in tears. AJ assessed the result before he turned her around roughly and showed the mark to Tristan. “What does that say?” He asked. “It says AJ… AJ… She is now marked. I have branded her as my own. Is that enough for you to understand that she belongs to me!”

she wiggled her brows suggestively. “Shit, we are late.” I stepped out of the car just as she did the same. We both held hands as we hurried to class together after realising we spent a long time chattering away. Macy pulled the door open and we both stepped in. My world tilted the moment I walked in. The chatters of the students faded into a dull hum as the recognition hit me like a physical blow.