Royal Birthmark Novels & Stories

"And she says if either of us ever found this letter, we should know the truth didn't die with her silence. It just went looking for a better hiding place, one that would last longer than she would." "What truth?" He looked up at me, and for the first time since the throne room, I saw real fear in his eyes, not for himself. For me. "Corin isn't just my brother," he said. "He was born marked the same way you were. My mother writes it right here, in her own hand. A crescent birthmark, same shape as the one on the crown." His voice dropped lower, like saying it any louder might make it truer than it already was. "She says the healers who saw it called him the first moon before anyone had ever h

My chest started to hurt, confusing me until I glanced down and saw the intricate filigree tattoo that weaved itself across the top of my breasts, down both of my arms, and stopping at my elbows. Chuckling Conri traced the design with his index finger and said, “Proof that you are my true queen.” A flood of confidence filled me and I grinned at the newfound strength that encompassed me internally. “I have a queen's mark, pretty cool,” I giggled. Running his hand through his hair Conri nodded. “It is Jade, it means that you are born of royal blood. Your real mom must have been a royal and an important one because your pattern is very unique,” he said firmly as he studied the lovely tattoo. I

I subconsciously asked as my hands went up his bare back for support as he pulled me up. As my hands went to his back, my mind drifted to the birth mark I had seen on the baby's back. Every pup who was born of an Alpha King and a Luna had that mark. It was evidence that the pup would succeed his father. I was awestruck when I saw the birthmark on Miguel's back too. It was the shape of a crescent moon in a star. Why the hell did he have it, he was only a Zeta?! I stared at him suspiciously as he lifted me to sit properly on the seat.

He coated my insides and licked his bite, sighing in contentment. "Sorry about marking you, but you are mine, unfortunately with Vossler too," he stated softly. I bit my bottom lip as I rubbed my fingers around his back. I then thought and wondered why Vossler's bite didn't make a pretty design and was only simple lines. "It's because he wasn't born a royal, his father became royalty after his birth, only those with royalty blood leave stunning marks," Greyson told me as he rolled me over to lay on top of him.

she says. "I've been known to have that effect" he winks as she chuckles and kisses him. She turns around as he hugs her from behind. "What is this?" he asks. "What?" she turns to see him looking at something on her back. "This crown-like mark on the middle of your back." "Oh, this, it's a birthmark." "That seems unique," he says, pulling her closer to him, "Are you sure you are not a part of some royal bloodline." he smiles into her hair.

Alpha Lorenzo muttered, placing his head on her stomach with his eyes shut. Tinsley stood numbed as he refuse to let her go and just as she bent her head down to stare at his face, she saw a —mark carved on his neck. "Wow! I love the tattoo on your neck mate." She complimented him. "Really?" Alpha Lorenzo smirks naughtily as he lifts his head from her stomach. “It's not actually a tattoo, it's like a family birthmark and every person in the Alpha Royal family has it.” “Wow!” Tinsely muttered.

“So, how did she end up with the birthmark of a Royal if she wasn't one? And I'm guessing that being a seer is one of the Royal gifts that is passed down through the bloodline?” “A true born Royal is usually born with the mark, but Margaret got the Royal mark when she was marked and mated by Prince Jason, her Panther even changed from black to white. Yasmine got hers once the Royal Blood gene was activated by the introduction of the Lycan venom. Yes, it is, but like all gifts, they come with limits and consequences. As Yasmine found out, with her nightmares. If you change something or something happens, that wasn’t set to always happen, then the future changes. There is another drawback as w

"Father, he found out that he isn't the father of the kid." He shook his head. "After a year already passed? How did he know?" She sighed deeply. "The kid doesn't have the royal mark." The bottle of portion he was holding fell off his palm. "I never recalled that. Its a tradition that the bloodline will have a mark as a proof that they're still stronger than anyone…and that warrants them to keep ruling because they're still the strongest." He turned to his daughter. "So, your son won't get the throne without that mark."

My entire body went rigid. Gasps filled the air. I turned to Liam, panic gripping me. "What? What's happening?" His eyes were fixed on my neck. The room fell silent as Tina whispered, "Look who bears the royal mark." I dashed to a mirror and froze. For there lay a symbol on my skin, faint but unmistakable. The same mark that had allowed Liam's family to usurp the throne. And it was on me. Liam recoiled, breathing heavily. "No. That's impossible."

Patrick began to walk again and Larissa followed “The king played merciful even though he himself was doubtful with all the lies he was being fed. He let her stay with her parents until the child was born” They walked to a small pond that had a bridge across it, and there they stood as they watched the setting sun’s reflection on the still water “Most children born to the royal family usually had a birthmark that proved them one, but the child she bore had none” Larissa breathed out a small gasp but said nothing, reassuring Patrick that she was still following “Luckily though, the baby looked so much like the king, and so the royal court decided to let me live and grow up before they would a