Marker X Lightning Novels & Stories

“Can somebody please explain what is going on?” Celeste turns to look at me, looking alarmingly defeated. Luca leans closer, examining the dust. “That’s marking powder, Hailstorm. Hunters use it to tag their targets. Once it sticks, they can track you anywhere.” I step back, feeling sick. “So what—you’re saying someone marked us?” No one answers. “Well, not sure if all of us were the intended target. But yes, we have been marked by hunters now too.” Celeste wipes her fingers clean on her sleeve. “We need to tell someone.”

In daylight, she was blinding — hair catching fire in the sun, eyes glowing with that impossible mix of gold and silver. Every Lycan in the room could feel it — the power radiating from her bond mark, humming through the marble like an ancient pulse. It silenced even my most outspoken councilors. Except Malen, of course. He leaned forward, his tone reverent. “The marks have manifested.” Riley froze mid-bite. “Manifested what, exactly? Because if this means more spontaneous combustion, I’m not emotionally prepared.” He smiled faintly. “No, Daughter of Selene. The Marks of Equinox.”

I have to know if she's starting to remember. Then I see her reach for her shoulder, and I know. The mark. The one from her dream. It's real, and it's hurting her. My fault. Everything is my fault. "Does it hurt?" I ask before I can stop myself. The fear in her eyes when she realizes I know about it nearly breaks me. I've scared her. The last thing I ever wanted to do was scare her. I leave before I can make it worse, but not before telling her I'll see her tonight. At the party. Because Marcus is right—contact means consequences. But I've already made contact. The damage is done.

Dark hair, sharp eyes, jacket open; he’d been with me long enough to know when I was lying. “You sure about that, boss?” he asked. “Symbol lights up, you touch it, you get branded. Doesn’t exactly scream ‘nothing’ to me.” “Keep your eyes on the road,” I replied. “I am.” He wasn’t. Not entirely. None of us had expected the Mark to react like that. We’d seen sketches, blurry photos smuggled out by the undercover asset I’d planted in the sect months ago. Some cultists had symbols tattooed on them, carved into the walls, painted in blood.

Kai shouted, which made me almost lose my breath. I shook my head, "No, Kai! I am his mate! And I will make sure that he will accept my love for him! Mark my words!"

Zack drew Lilith into his embrace and led her into his house. He tried to study her facial expressions and it was something that he didn't like. He saw the way she used to stare at Isaac and that was nothing that he wanted more than for Lilith to do the same to him. " Make yourself comfortable this is your new–" " Let's talk about the Mating mark, I still have Isaac's mark on me, I would like to get rid of it," Lilith said interrupting what he was he was about to say. " There's only one way for a mating mark to be removed, another wolf has to mark you."

Or shall I say Misty’s Mark, since mine was nothing more than a tattoo currently. If a Mark has more than one marking, it generally means they are strong warriors and usually of a high rank within a Pack. It was no surprise that Axel had two black marks. I wondered if the tattoos on his biceps were also Marks. I have heard a rumor that they were, but I have never heard of anyone receiving more than two Marks, especially on any other part of the body besides the neck. “Are you done?” Axel asked. “Sorry, what?” I snapped out of my thoughts. Lifting my gaze to look into his eyes, I noticed he also seemed half asleep. “What is it?”

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 hissed, chest still heaving with ragged breaths as I tried to ignore the way he stared at my chest. “I want us to work together, Elena. I'm a blue wolf too, you see?” He drawled, and the shock of it made me stumble back when he flicked his wrist to flash me with the white lightning birthmark that was there. The same one I had on my back. I swallowed reflexively, my entire body awash with a new kind of fear. Male blue wolves were rumored to be descendants of the moon goddess herself, and yet, there was nothing bright and shiny about Klein Markov.

Ryan sits on the bed and pulls Mark, sinking his fangs into Mark's neck, while Kevin sinks his into Ryan's neck. At that moment, when the Three have the marks of both mates, a divine light comes out of their bodies, which passes through the windows and makes the night look like day at the doors of the packhouse. Darkmoon was still partying, and everyone stopped to stare. When, with a thunder-like rumble, the light disappears, the startled alpha contacts Mark through the maidlink to see if they are all right. The lovers didn't notice the light or the thunder, so down under the pleasure they wore, with the love and bond they just shared, and Mark could only answer "fine. we're fine".