Marked Novels & Stories

It was then that Marek stepped forward. Marek was a towering figure of muscle and menace, a wolf of immense strength and ruthless skill. His presence alone was enough to draw nervous glances from every corner of the room. His black hair was tied back, his sharp features accentuated by the harsh glow of the torches. Scars lined his arms and neck, trophies of battles past, and his golden eyes gleamed with feral confidence.

Saph’s face lights up while speaking about Nathan. When I hear Vincenzo’s name, all I feel is regret and disgust. “Your mark isn’t like Daya’s. It’s just a simple bite mark. I guess only fated mates get unique marks like Daya’s,” Pearl sulks as she admires Daya’s detailed mark of two, black wolves facing each other, one outlined in blue, one in purple. Saph’s mark from Nathan is simply a scar in the pattern of his actual bite mark.

“I never dreamt it would be you.” “Will you show us?” Caleb asked. The man looked long and hard at Caleb, then at me. He finally held out his huge palm, towards me. “May I see that?” he asked. I looked to Caleb. He nodded. I reached out and placed the small, silver key into his huge palm. Roger stared at it. He held it up to the light. He turned it over read the inscription on the back. He finally shook his head. “God damn,” he said. “I was sure it would be bigger.”

Calantha worried, she said "Then I just leave it like this, don’t I?" Mary comforted, “Don't worry. Wait for another month and the signs will disappear completely. S-rank alphas can store temporary marks for up to a month, but low-grade alphas' marks only last for a maximum of half a month. I don't know if it's lucky or unlucky. And if you want to cover it, it's simple. In this era, science and technology have advanced. You just need to stick the patch, spray the antiperspirant on the Pheromones, then put on your incense bag and then you can go to work as usual. And be careful , okay."

'I got this' I assured him. "Would you like to tell me about your mate?" I asked changing the topic. "What has that got to do with this?" He asked. "Is she tall and beautiful? Dark haired? kind and sweet?" I teased him waiting for a reaction and I wasn't disappointed. He struggled to break free from the chain but it only burned him more. Something told me it was silver. "She is dead" he lied. In the book I was reading when the mate of a mated wolf dies the mate mark begins to slowly fade. But his was still burning.

She said. “ Yes.. Don't you know that Werewolves and Vampires marks their mates ” Hazel said giving her a ‘ everybody knows this ’ look. “ I know that.... Have Kayden marked you ? ” Muna asked. “ Yes ” Hazel said as a blush tainted her cheeks. “ Can I see it ” Muna said. “ Sure ” Hazel said then she pulled down the collar of her dress and pointed “ There ” She said and Muna narrowed her eyes at the spot she pointed and she could see a name written there like a design.

It wasn’t his fault that it ended so poorly. After a moment, she spoke. “And you think this… mark is real?” “Yes,” he said flatly, a little irritated. “It’s a mating mark. I know what they look like.” For a moment they just stood in silence, the implications of his words hanging heavy in the air.

Although Mom says she has no ulterior motive, I’m not convinced. After Zara exhausted her resources trying to figure out what Orli’s unusual birthmark means, we recruited Marco. He says he has unlimited resources, so we send him the picture of the sideways M on her ribs, just below her armpit. The sigma symbol has two angled lines resting on the top. Zara says it looks like a letter ‘A’ combined with the sigma symbol. It’s small, the size of a penny, where most sigma birthmarks we’ve ever seen are the size of a dollar coin.

"I'm serious baby, I've never had a whore or anything, I've saved myself for my true mate, I'm a virgin" "Really?" "Yep, and I'm all yours, you get everything" "But, I don't get it why haven't you marked me?" I gently kiss her lips "Well firstly I don't want to push you, I want you to be ready and secondly when you are ready I wanted to make it special, romantic for both of us" "Oh" "But if you really want I can do it for you now" "No, get off, I don't want you to mark me"

Minus The MORNING’S ride back to the Sanctuary was shorter than I’d like. The weather was perfect, traffic was light, and as much as I hated to admit it, Cutter’s gift fit me like a glove. As brief as it was, the ride helped center me, to stop my mind from racing. As to what I was going to say to Cutter once we arrived, I had no idea. I wasn’t as angry for being jerked around as I was last night, but my confusion about the situation was growing.