Royal Birthmark Novels & Stories

I stepped away from Julia, moving closer to Cole. “What is it?” Cole asked, having put his hands on my shoulders. “It seems that your father would be from royal descent,” he commented watching Donna in particular. She looked confused, as I studied the doctor. “What does that mean?” I asked. “In DNA samples we always test certain markers. In this case, when looking at siblings or parents and siblings, we also include markers to the royal family,” he advised. “What? Since when?” Carson questioned, moving forward. “Since there was a royal baby kidnapped decades ago. The policy had been put in place, and never stopped being conducted over the years,” he shared.

“That's very nice of you, Christian. Your momma will be so happy when you give these to her.” “Christian!” I heard a middle aged lady running out from the pack house and coming to us. Her eyes widened when they landed on me and then she scowled at Christian Jr. “Royal Beta Christian, I'm so sorry for the disturbance. Chris can be a little proactive and find his way out of my sight real quickly.” She looked frightened. I don't blame her. Most people react that way in the presence of the Royal Beta and the Royal Alpha King.

It was hard enough to wrap my head around the fact he was a king, but he was also one out of only six, some type of unique vampire? Marku lifted the glass and rested his hand on his spread thighs. He swirled the liquid absentmindedly. “Every bloodline is represented by a royal mark. All six royal marks have a unique predominant animal...mine just happens to be a Wolf.” Marku paused, his expression silently asking if I was following along. I was... ...sort of. Six different... Bloodlines Royal marks Animals Got it. And I already knew Marku’s mark was a Wolf. I’d seen it on my own hip, etched in delicate, flowing white lines. Absentmindedly, I pressed my fingertips to my thigh over the mark th

He had a lot on his mind and one was how Princess Amanda was born. In the village that King Eze rules, when any of the child of a royal family is born, there'd be an arrow like mark at the back of their hand. Nonso has it but Amanda doesn't. It baffles him that it'd be so but King Eze had to accept it. Maybe it was fate. Yet, it remained first in history. He hoped not that the reason why she didn't have the mark had something to do with her bad character. He wanted a change for his beloved daughter, Amanda.

If I wasn't mistaken, that mark looked exactly like the mark on my waist. No, that mark can only be gotten by the royals in his clan. That is one of the identities through which they are recognized. I quickly covered her up and took her in my arms. The white wolf has my family birthmark? This has got to be a joke. There surely must be a mistake somewhere. There's no way I'm going to believe this, no way. I carried her to her room and placed her on the bed. I took a good look at her face. Now that I looked at her closely, she seemed familiar. Though, I would rather not start making a guess work. I guess it was better to do my research.

Thick black hair in a clean cut, dark brows properly curved, straight nose, thin lips that curves very seldom, and prominent jaw that proves his manliness. At a glance, you know he is the most disciplined of all. The always logical and responsible one. Maybe because from childhood, every person in their sect already knew that he was the next leader. Bearing such a big responsibility that early, no doubt why his principles and perspective were shaped that way. Alessandro Vaughn III, the first born of Viljancos, was almost the same age as Amadeus. He's ruthless looking, but he's not as uptight and intimidating as Amadeus.

I looked nothing like either of my parents, and my father would make jokes about me being the milk man’s kid. I remember that day while looking through my mothers pre-natal records, and my birth records something stood out to me. When a baby is born the nurses and attendants always look the baby over and take note of any birth marks just to make a record. I’d seen it done at least three other times when my little brothers and sister were born. My sister has a port wine birthmark on her face. My brothers both had Mongolian blue spots on their butts, that looked a lot like bruises. Those especially had to be documented because of my parents’ history. Wouldn’t want ‘mommy dearest’ to get

Alexa stood up and rushed to attack Cara but Maria held her down. "You will not attack her now. You can do that once we've returned. Having marks on her body would raise questions from the Royal family, especially Queen Venus," Maria dropped her hand and placed a hand on her shoulder. "Everything I am doing is for you and sooner or later you'll realize that."

she kissed him, then she remembered the other thing she wanted to know “Do you have any birthmarks?” “What?” “Birthmark, do you have any on your body” “Yeah, I have one on my leg, why?” “Rota was explaining what “The Blood” meant. She said everyone with Ziion blood in their veins had a birthmark, but as the planets united people mixed and the Ziion blood lines were tainted. She said our birthmarks are big because our blood is pure. Which leg?” “I never knew that, my right leg, on the back of my calf.”

I just smiled. "On the back of Claire's shoulder, on the right side, she has a mark. I didn't quite see it clearly when her power awakened because I only saw it glow brightly." I said, and Claire looked surprised. It's because she’s not aware of the mark. She can't see it. The Queen immediately pulled Claire and slowly looked at Claire’s right shoulder where the birthmark was. The Queen stared at the birthmark in awe. The King and Catherine also looked at the birthmark. I also stared because I hadn’t seen the birthmark clearly before. It's beautiful.