Mohawk Mark Invincible Novels & Stories

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...

she pronounces as her turquoise eyes start to glow. “I, Marcus Hayda, accept the title and power of Luna of the Invictus Pack.” As soon as the last word of the ceremony leaves my lips a white glow moves from Amelia’s mark under my palm, shooting up my arm directly to my heart. I feel the glow’s warmth caress my heart and then travel further up my chest and wrap around the mark on my neck. I feel my mark tingle and sing with energy causing me to suck in a breath as a burst of power both physical and mental spreads through me settling into my bones. I don’t have to look to know the mark on my neck has become raised like a brand more than a print, because I watched it happen to Isabelle. A smil

Ahana crouched beside Aret pushing aside her hair to see a glowing mark on her neck. The initials 'Mk' were marked on her neck with a wolf wearing a crown. And the 'MK' stood for, Mobali King. With a gasp, Ahana turned to Hawaii, who was already on the verge of tears. “Hawaii! Get Beta Nova here!” ~NOVA~ I sighed falling on my bed as I decided to close my eyes to get a wink of sleep, but my door was barged open revealing Hawaii, Aret's maid. She was sweating profusely and was on the verge of tears. “Please!” she cried out, making me jolt up.

She answered, "And when word gets out that she's been captured he'll raise hell to find Jaime and won't stop until he does" "Then we'll fight him and his men" Marc said form his spot by the windows, his back to us, "Were the strongest pack in Canada and the largest. Like Jessie said, we don't go down without a fight" he said turning to face us, his features strong and shoulders held high "Alpha" we all looked to the sound of Jimmy's voice as he slammed the door open without knocking "What is is Jimmy?" Marc asked with a clenched jaw making the kid shake in his spot

"Hales. It's ok. It's what needs to be done. Evanish means nothing to me if you're in danger. I would do anything for you. Even if it means putting Evanish in the wrong hands." "NO! Don't you get it? It's not that simple. Do you honestly think that if you just hand them Evanish, that they will just let us walk away?" I explained. Both Kayden and Damian seemed to be at a loss. Though I could tell, Kayden understood. He should since he's worked with people like this for a long time. He knows how they think. Which only annoyed me all the more, knowing that he was using our innocence against us. He knows very well that the Cobras would never stop coming after us, even if we gave them Evanish on

I reach down and grip her hair in my hand. “What’s your safe word?” I ask. I need her to know it, and use it if she needs me to stop because what I’m going to do to her throat isn’t going to be gentle. Kacie looks back up at me, “Markov,” she says boldly. Fuck. I drop my briefs and she leans in and runs her tongue across my tip. She licks up my precum and there’s a string of it between my tip and her tongue. I won’t last that long with her. She runs her tongue up the underside of my cock up to the swell of my fat tip.

“When the Moon-Lake Pack was still powerful, you were arrogant. You bullied everyone here at the academy—especially Wynette.” “You owe them an apology.” “Drink a glass for each of them.” I looked at the table. It wasn’t just a few glasses. It was dozens—each one filled with potent spirits. Not ordinary wine. These were dangerous even for a healthy wolf. My wolf was already weak. Barely holding on. I inhaled shakily. “What if I refuse?” One of them leaned in, voice dripping with mockery. “Taryn, you have no pack now. No name. No power. You sure you want to make enemies again?”

Two guards stood outside, their faces carefully blank as they pulled the doors open for us. Inside, the room fell silent as we entered. Eight people sat around the large oak table that had been in the pack house for generations. Alpha Gregory at the head, with four pack elders, the oldest and most respected wolves, flanking him on either side. My father Thomas sat to Gregory's right, looking uncomfortable. Linda and Damian sat at the far end, both glaring openly at us. I noticed how Cross rolled up his sleeve slightly, revealing a dark mark on his inner wrist, a crescent moon with a star at its center, the mark that all firstborn heirs carried. The symbol of his birthright, clear for everyon

Mark did not stand next to that cold man, he looked up at the beautiful goddess statue: "Augustus Stephen has swallowed half of Neva's heart, he is no longer the weak vampire he used to be." “The blood and tears of Augustus, can you take them?” "Okay" “I heard you have a beautiful slave called Pandora Mohini, whose son is an immortal.” "Yes sir." Mark heard the name Pandora immediately alert, she is his, he absolutely does not allow any man to dream about her. Mark has used his life's exploits in exchange for Pandora, in the eyes of others he is a madman for love but Mark likes it. "So when we get the other half of Neva's power, force that immortal to give birth to us, Mohini's descendant wi

he said, and I smiled. "Did it burn?" I asked him, and he shook his head. Our father joined us and shifted. He was limping. "Victory is ours," he said joyfully and commended both of us. "You fought and led brilliantly. You are indeed a powerful Alpha Luke. My grandfather used to make our marks glow when he was Alpha. All the packs on this island were born from Woodclaw. That is why their soldiers bore our marks temporarily for the fight," My father said, and he frowned at me.