Royal Birthmark 소설 & 이야기

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.

I questioned immediately after we got home. “That would probably be the Silver Moon Pack.” “You mean our rivals bear those birthmarks?” I asked to confirm. “Yes, Alpha, but it is common with royals like the Alpha himself or his children or relatives. Is there a problem?” he asked with concern. “Not a problem but a solution. Find out about the Alpha's family.”

“No my love, it wasn’t painful because it’s not a tattoo, it’s a birth mark.” “Really Woah! But it’s shaped so perfectly, it’s too precise to be a birthmark!.... are you messing with me?” She glared in warning. He gave a short bark of laughter. “No I promise, I’m not. It’s truly a birthmark. I had it since I was born, my father had it too, same with my grandfather, and the father before that.... it runs in the family.” “Wow! So does Uncle Cedric have one?”

“About 20 years ago, a princess was born to the royal family, but she was swapped with another baby. Even though the current princess is adorable, we'd still like to find the missing child. "However, no one in our country has seen the missing princess before, and we'd like your help in searching for her.” Oliver did not expect this to be the mission. He was silent and looked grim. This was an important mission! He promised earnestly, “Don’t worry, I'll try my best to find the lost princess. Do you have any clues for me?” The other party sent over all the information they had. “Our missing princess is just like the rest in the royal family of Charleston. She has a feather birthmark on the bac

The pieces of the puzzle were aligning, and it was up to me to decipher their meaning and uncover the hidden truths that lay beneath the surface. The information that had come to light left me in a state of bewilderment. A male with striking green eyes and midnight-dark hair, bearing the same birthmark as mine on his shoulder. The very same mark that had been deemed the mark of the alpha king over generations. It was a symbol of power and lineage, a mark that held immense significance within the royal bloodline. And yet, the irony was palpable — that I, the oft-dismissed prince of the palace, was the one who had inherited this sacred mark.

ADESSA. “But I think you are the missing royalty,” Danielle added. “Why?” “This mark on your back. It looks exactly like the one that…” She paused, and when I tilted my head to look at her, her eyes widened, and her face turned red. “Like the one that? Like the one that someone has?” My brows furrowed. The King told me in passing that the birth marks on the backs of the royalties were not public knowledge. But maybe workers in the palace knew this thing.

“It’s been a madhouse since Bennet…Prince Bennet crashed his racecar. Did you hear about that?” “Of course.” Even in America, it was big news when a member of a royal family almost died, especially if it was due to some daredevil sport like racing. “How is your patient?” “Maddening.” His cheerful tone belied his words. “He’s also managed to chase off the second physical therapist just this morning. That’s two in three weeks.” “Impressive.” When the Marine looked up, she gave him a smile before turning a slight bit more from him. “He sounds like a spoiled brat.”

Ariel smiled, "You said you don't want to be selected. And now, my Prince Charming will probably ignore you because of that birthmark, huh?" Hazel let go of her hands and revealed her chest. Ariel curiously watched Hazel's chest and said with some surprise, "That birthmark is really special. It's probably unique." The birthmark on Hazel's chest was a beautiful five-petal plum with four petals placed on top and one petal at the bottom. The shape was unique. "I don't know if it's a unique one. I think there will be anyone who bears the same birthmark, right?" Hazel said.

The sound of the newborn’s first cry loud, clear, piercing, and powerful instantly shattered the dawn silence stretching across the entire Long Island coastline. It completely cut through the mechanical tension that had gripped the villa’s private sanctuary all night long. The doctors and senior nurses immediately exchanged looks of relief, their postures radiating profound respect. The specialist carefully lifted the tiny body of the newborn, fresh into the world, and gently placed him upon Liora’s broad chest. She lay there, still panting heavily, trying to regulate her breathing amidst the overwhelming rush of emotion. Mavric Thorne stood rooted to the spot, his body rigid, his hawk‑like

He half turned to his father. Sergi stepped forward and placed his hands on Raven’s cheeks and studied her for a moment. Then he did something unexpected. He turned her head to check behind her left ear. Brushing her dark hair away, he found the birthmark he must have been looking for. He looked over at his son and nodded. Then he smiled. “You are my granddaughter.” “How do you know that?” Raven asked. “For centuries, all the Constantine’s have been blessed with a heart shaped birthmark behind their left ears. It’s been the one constant in our family for many generations.”