Realistic Vampire Bite Tattoo Novels & Stories

They all followed their Luna to Amy’s room as her bleeding neck was the main issue there. Charlotte bandaged her wound quickly. “As you are a wolf-less omega, a vampire bite is not harmful for you.” She bit her lip and nodded, as Jason was impatient to spill the beans. “Liam has just marked you, Amy. Biting is the only possible way for a sired vampire to ensure his/her claim.” Amy gasped in disbelief; her eyes welled up. “Is, Is that true?”

As I carefully examined the lifeless body of the lady, my instincts kicked in, guided by the ever-watchful presence of my wolf. It was as if an invisible force drew my attention to the nape of her neck, compelling me to investigate further. With a growing sense of urgency, I leaned in closer, my gloved fingers gently parting the hair to reveal a telltale mark—two puncture wounds. The unmistakable signature of teeth sinking into flesh. It was a sight that sent a jolt of recognition through my being, awakening the dormant instincts within. My eyes widened as the realization hit me like a bolt of lightning. The mark on the nape of the lady's neck, the unmistakable bite—this was the work of a va

Her tears fall unchecked down her cheeks as she whispers how it's her fault I got bit. "She's just in shock" Clyde explains to Austin who is trying to get my attention. He goes to touch my arm. I whimper and flinch away from him. The bastard bit me on the neck. On the spot Austin had bitten me. I pick myself to my feet and make my way to Alice's bathroom. Austin calls out to me as I do but I shove open the door and look at my reflection. On my neck is a tattoo style image of a red wolf's eye. He marked me.

There was only two kind of people who knew about our existence, the vampires and witches, but we never got across to one another, we all just stayed within our boundaries , we don't meet them, they don't meet us. I got into my black Toyota corolla sport car, I needed to go simple, the last thing I needed was some nosey human sticking in my business and asking stupid ass questions. I sped down the highway, sped was an over statement, the car kept stopping along the road, I was only minutes away from the office, the car backfired again. This was the little consequence I had to suffer for my actions and dad was basically punishing me for refusing to join the family business, and most importantl

He hooked his fingers around her neck, pulling her down until he sank his fangs deep within her throat. The healing enzymes flowed throughout her body, radiating outward, knitting her torn skin easily because they weren't deep wounds. The ache in her bruised cheek lessened, too. A vampire's bite always gave what a person needed most and at this moment, Nikka needed her mate. *** After making love, they slept. An hour later, Dmitri left the bed and Nikka's warmth. He watched her sleep for a few minutes, her beauty marred by a faint bruise that was still visible from her altercation with the unknown she-bear. He went downstairs with anger heating his blood and contacted The Kodiak, telling him

He does have a lot of explaining to do. The doctor moved around and pulled back the bandages on her neck. There were indeed bite marks there with what looked like the starting of a tattoo. The kind of tattoo you get when you are marked. I felt my wolf come forward and without hesitation, bite down hard on her neck till we hit bone. I felt my wolf release my venom in her and alot of it. He finally pulled back and licked it clean. My bit was much bigger than Jared’s so it kind of over took it. I felt my eyes go back normal as my wolf retreated. The doctor covered back over the bite mark. Mason pulled a chair over to me and I sat down in it just looking at her. The doctor walked out of the room

What, did she have more pressing plans? “How does the actual … you know, process work? I mean with werewolves they bite each other and the mark stays, it never fades. But if I bite her it’ll heal after a while, if I bite my tongue and lick her wound it’ll go away entirely,” I said, hating to ask such stupid questions. She wagged her finger but she didn't mock me. “With a vampire it’s all about the blood, as you might have guessed. You need to take about half of her blood and replace it with yours, but not to the point where she might turn, unless that’s what you want,” she said, raising her eyebrow and her finger.

What the hell? “It’s nothing dangerous or bloody, I promise.” Caroline reached out to take my hand, squeezing them reassuringly. “It’s just a tiny bite on your neck, right above the carotid artery, which had a direct link to your heart. The scar won’t even be visible to the naked eye in a couple of days.” “I…I…” Fuck! How on earth was I supposed to respond to that? Bite me? Quiet literally? Weren’t they wolves? They why was this starting to feel like a vampire horror story?

I answered back without any hesitance. “Good,” was all he said before he dropped down on his knees and pulled me closer to himself by my waist before biting off a major chunk of my bare skin by one side of my naked waist and dropped his Vampiric Essence and a tiny, blue drop of something along with it. Being a normal, fully functioning wolf, my skin weaved back in its place before I could scream in pain and the dark, navy blue ink seemed to flow inside me along his essence’s path freely, causing a beautiful tattoo to appear over the bitten side of my waist.

Every werewolf or Vampire was supposed to find their mate from the day they turned 18 and I had to endure a whole year waiting for my mate. It was then to my horror that I then saw a tattoo of a crown with a Vampire tooth inside start appearing on his right shoulder and luckily he did not appear to notice. It was the tattoo mark to represent he was now the destined Vampire prince as my mate. But how the heck was it appearing so fast only because we kissed and touched as that mark was supposed to appear only after we did the marking ceremony!