Mitsuri Marked Novels & Stories

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.

Tricia sat down in front of me with the tray in her hands before she looked at me. "Are you okay?" Her voice sounded worried. I nodded at her but I was still creasing my forehead. I looked at Tricia with confusion in my eyes. Can I ask her? Maybe. She's the female Beta bound to be close to me, anyway. "Tricia, have you ever heard of a moon's mark?" I sit down straight again and fix my clothes. "Like a mating mark?" "I only know those tattooed ones, not like the same with the mating mark. Why'd you ask?" She started putting my food in front of me.

she answers. Her wolf's name shares the exact name of my wolf friend in The Beyond. It is the prettiest wolf I've known since I was a teenager! We bonded as soon as we saw each other. Ziora is a pretty wolf with silver sparkling fur, three purple tails, and a silver crescent mark on her forehead. Could it be that she is Apphia's counterpart? 'It could make sense since our mate is a marked wolf, and Ziora is special too,' Nico says.

“Were you trying to burst my eardrums, asshole?” I look to where Yamato and Aito are still groaning in pain— I can’t help but be grateful that he warned me to cover my ears. I am not so eager to lose my hearing. “I will ask this once more”. Miyamura flares his pheromones in irritation. “Why are you idiots here?”. “Well, I for one am not sure who you’re calling an idiot…”. Misa says as she begins to poke at Yamato’s head. “But I have come across some important information”.

That was something Marcus would never understand in his lifetime. His gaze darkened. After a long hesitation, he took a small box from his pocket and opened it. Inside was a delicate moonstone ring. "Can we start over?" The moonstone ring was the symbol of a Luna. But the first time he marked me, he had casually given me an ordinary ring, claiming he had lost the moonstone one. But I had always known the truth. He had kept this ring carefully all along, waiting for the day the Luna he had always wanted would finally appear.

A faint frown ghosts across his brows. “What?” I ask, voice soft. “That looks fresh.” His fingers lifts, barely grazing the healed-but-still-new bite mark just below my ear. The one from Shawn. “Mmmhmm.” I say, reaching for the silk scarf on the table, and wrapping it loosely around my throat to hide the mark. His eyes meet mine in the mirror, steady and searching. “Is it Shawn?” I hold his gaze but say nothing. He exhales through his nose. “I’ll take your silence as a yes.” he pauses, then quieter, “You’re mated now.”

Made her believe her life started with him. She listened. Crying. The corruption fought—I could see it in her eyes. The way she flinched. The way pain flashed across her face every time I spoke truth. But she pushed through it. Held onto the photograph. Held onto what was real. "The mark." She touched her shoulder. Where my bite was. Faint but there. "In the accident. You—you marked me." "Yes. I'm sorry. I should have asked. Should have explained. But I was desperate. The mark—it's a mate mark. It creates a connection. A crack in the corruption. It's why you've been having dreams. Why the bond has been reaching you."

No response. Mira clenched her jaw. “This poison is strong…” She moved to change Ariana’s wet clothes. But as she did, Something caught her attention. A mark, on her chest, a tattoo. Mira froze. Her breath caught in her throat. “No…” Her hands trembled slightly as she looked closer. The sun symbol. It was so clear and unmistakable. Her heart started beating fast. “This… this can’t be…” Without thinking, she took a small drop of the potion and placed it gently over the mark.

clever Trisha asked not wanting to get fooled by anyone. " Ekita has a birthmark of black spot on her ear running down her neck which anyone can identify while you have birthmark behind your neck and Ekiya has on her toe the same black dot " Mr Sati explained winning Ekisa's trust because Mr Sati has the same birth Mark on his elbow. And he showed that to Ekisa.

It was a pattern. A spiral, faint, incomplete, smeared by rubble but unmistakable a pattern. Calder’s face went pale. “That’s a marking circle.” “Looks ritualistic,” I said, stomach twisting. “Like someone started something and didn’t finish.” Maddox shook his head. “Or they finished. And this is the aftermath.” I didn’t have time to answer. A sound cracked the air. Soft. High-pitched. Broken. A cry. A pup’s cry.