Royal Birthmark Novels & Stories

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.

“What does this mean?” Barshan tightened his grip on her. “I don’t know.” Sergi turned to her and asked, “What are you asking, my dear?” Talli turned back to Rizvan and motioned to his chest. “What does his birthmark mean?” “It is the mark of royal blood,” Rizvan explained. “Every child born of the Romanov family line has this mark.” “That’s impossible,” she whispered. “Rizvan walked closer to her and cupping her cheeks he gazed at her with fondness in his eyes. “No my child, it is not impossible. It is a fact. It has been this way for several generations in our family.”

He pointed to the spot. Aralise frowned, tilting her head. “Oh, I hadn’t noticed. Is that…interesting? Isn’t it common for babies to have marks like that?” “No, I don’t think so. I think most birthmarks are nondescriptive,” Charles said, his tone even. He finished dressing the baby, though his gaze lingered on the birthmark's uniqueness. The why of his interest in the child and her birthmark tugged at the edges of his mind, but he couldn’t understand why. “It’s unique, that’s for sure.” He whispered to himself.

The makeups must be expensive,it just meeting Queen Dowager,I don't know what will happen when they were to meet the king They are just too….. I saw everyone bow so I followed. From what I learned,you bow when you meet a Royalty and don't maintain eye contact with them,so I lowered my gaze. "You are all here,welcome to the palace," A soft voice said calmly. I almost raised my head. It took me effort not to. "I will inspect you,and I need you to tell me your names." The voice instructed. I smelt a refreshing flowery scent hit my nose and I can't help but inhale.