Mohawk Mark Harem Novels & Stories

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.

My in-game ID in "Galaxy Rim" was "Moonwalker," and I was the top-paying mage on the entire server. Half a month ago, my Alien-brand computer had been sent in for repairs, so I had borrowed Stacy's cheap laptop once. I never expected her to secretly save my password. Not only did she steal my account, but she also secretly saved my aesthetic social media photos that were only visible for three days, used them to present herself as a rich and beautiful girl, and started flirting with multiple players in the game at once.

This wasn’t the case during my father's time, but she didn’t hold back from the moment I stepped into the role of the Alpha. However, this time her telling off my father had crossed the boundary. "You look like you're planning a murder," Vladimir remarked dryly, breaking the silence. “I want to,” I muttered. "That bad?” He knew the situation, but Vlad’s thought process was different. I didn’t reply as my jaw tightened. Twenty minutes later, our car rolled inside the Black Estate. Moira's house sat near the northern edge of Pack territory. It was an older mansion surrounded by trees and enough security to make it look more like an alpha’s house than an Elder’s.

I had been with Marcus Hale for eight years. I gave him two children, but his heart had always belonged to another she-wolf. When my cousin, his first love, returned to the pack, I finally realized it was time to end things. I went to the pack's administration office to file the paperwork to leave the pack. But the moment I stepped inside, I heard Marcus's voice. "The pack anniversary banquet is next month. That dress fits you perfectly." Then a she-wolf replied, sounding hesitant, "But that gown belongs to the Luna. Wouldn't it be inappropriate for me to wear it?"

When we left that Russian orphanage, it was to get us a better life. I had a staff of lawyers working through all my businesses to ensure each business I own gets registered and taxes paid. I needed the senators and governors to accept my offer for the last two casinos in Hawaii and Alaska to become legalized. At least get it on the ballot in the next election process, which was coming up. I only had another three weeks to make it happen before I’d have to wait till the next voting period. I wasn’t willing to wait. I was ready for life on the legal front. It was what I had wanted since we got involved with Russian organized crime… rússkaya máfiya. I hated that we were involved with it, but i

His other businesses would soon be able to open in Ol' Mare! "It's a deal, then." Mark thumped his chest. His gaze gleamed murderously. "Chesire Group and New Chesire Group will be mine. I'll help you get rid of Patrick Chesire and his family. As for Amber Chesire… Hehe! I can't wait to enjoy the most beautiful of Ol' Mare!" Jerome chuckled. "Might I ask when you will be taking action, Mister Aares?" he asked tentatively. Mark immediately fished his phone out and sent a few messages.

I said, swatting at her hands. Dawn is suddenly picked up and placed back in her seat by her Dad. “Stay,” Sean says, giving her a stern look. I made my way over to the table where everyone was sitting. Reed and Lucas stepped in behind me. Reed lifted my hair and Lucas slid my hoodie, which I had on over my tank top, off my shoulders and down my arms. I heard a round of gasps. I was expecting them to be shocked. When the guys and I saw the results this morning, there was no mistaking that it was a special mark. I have seen all different shapes and sizes of marks. Anything from the full silhouette of a wolf to small moon shapes. The only difference is that, usually the higher the rank, the mor

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