Novel & Cerita Mohawk Mark Harem

"All is ready! We're going to make sure nothing goes wrong!" Liam hears a familiar voice as he opens the door. It's Mark, seated on a chair, typing furiously on his laptop. The room is thick with tension, a heavy air that seems impossible to penetrate. Mark's fingers strike the keyboard like he’s attacking it. It’s clear he’s hacking something. Next to him is Derek, looking sharp despite the bandage on his head. It’s nothing serious, and he’s making phone calls, as if he and Mark are in the middle of an urgent meeting.

Jake has touched the lion's tail! "Sir!!!!!" Richarlison rushed into the bedroom Mark was panting, "The black axe mafias'are on their way here.... They'd kill you on sight! Your only immunity against them is the silver ring or you at the military base!" "I know!" Mark responded... "We have to go..." With that said, they left hurriedly and when the black axe mafia arrived, they found nobody but their Intel told them they were going to be here, except there is a mole amidst them who would have informed him we were coming...

I gave him lopsided smile. You see, I have six people in our popular group. Lucas being the blond one and brown eyes, Marcus his twin with the same facial features. Jacob was also blond but with green eyes. Next was Ava with a typical hoe side. Stacy who was a black just like Flora. And than there was me who stood out but not in a good way. “She is already a bitch, you should know that,” Marcus said to his brother. “But I would love to see that side in my bed.” He replied making me shiver.

Are they on good terms with each other now? We run horses continuously and reached the Barbarian Kingdom at 11:00 clock. From the main door, there is a huge hall where all barbarians gathered to have a meal or to plan something. At this time of night, it was still filled with Barbarian noises. They were looking at the jewel and expensive things they stole during the raid. He was sitting on his throne, I didn't look at him instead I cover my head with my cloak back and start passing through between them. Michelle was holding my hand and walking in front of me. For a moment there was complete silence, Must be all of them staring at me but I was fully covered, I am sure nobody realized that it

Elizabeth's heart pounded, a mix of hesitation and surging desire twisting in her chest as she sank to her knees on the cool stone floor, the rough texture biting into her skin through the thin gown. Malachor's cock loomed before her, fully exposed now in the faint moonlight—a swollen, dark shaft that pulsed with demonic vitality. It was thick, veins ridged along its length like twisted ropes of power, the skin a deep, almost obsidian hue that gleamed with a faint, otherworldly sheen.

Just seconds ago, he promised me he wouldn't contact Kaia again, yet one phone call from her was enough to pull him away. How was I so enamored with such a man in my past life? A man who was deceitful, full of lies, and without honor. I picked up my phone and sent Chris a message. "I've set the date to sever our mate bond. It will be during next month's full moon." In my past life, next month's full moon was supposed to be the day Chris and I got married. Since the bond between werewolf mates was strongest during the full moon, I chose this date to show Chris my determination and my resolve.

Amber's cheeks turned red when she remembered that moment. Amber hadn’t marked Darach on his neck as he did to her. She had marked his skin above his heart. Her message very clear, his heart belonged to her. Amber was demolishing many stereotypes. She was the first woman in the history of Lycans who had marked her male. “I think we will leave you two for some quality time alone. We will take Isak with us.” Aric muttered uncomfortably. He always got uncomfortable whenever Amber and Darach flirted with each other.

Chapter 34: Ava plans a night out ************* Nil had consented to Ava's request, there was no way he'd refuse her anyway, he had noticed the mate mark, but hadn't commented, hers is different from any Wolf's own, her mark are the markings of the Moon goddess, and a name, had been written in the markings, to humans, at a glance, they'd take the mark as a tattoo, but to wolves, they'd know at a glance, it means their bonding had been made for a long time, probably right from birth, and it means their mating isn't random or normal either?, but how Could the Moon goddess mate Sweet, loving, Ava, with a cold, blood thirsty monster?,

They didn’t deserve to live. They always said it wasn’t their entire fault. He didn’t believe them but now here they were. He opened the door revealing a set of the strangest people they had seen. Now they were seeing these modern people up close. One of the girls among them had a black and red Mohawk hairstyle. She had black lipstick on her mouth making her looks appear dangerous. She had three nose rings pierced into her nose. She wore a black sleeveless shirt with the picture of a grey skull on it saying; Fuck on.

“I saw the rogues with my own eyes. They had the same markings as all of you here.” Marek’s jaw tightened with a frown. He looked toward the sky, where the sun was beginning to set. “That’s actually the reason we are here,” Marek said, his voice cold and ominous. “I want Rowan to give me an explanation as to why someone from his pack paid mercenaries to disguise as my people and attacked his own pack.”