Sasuke Curse Mark Level 3 Novels & Stories

It's worse than I imagined. A jagged scar cuts across his ribs, but it's not just a scar. The flesh is blackened and twisted, and within it, something glows—a deep, pulsing red light like embers in dying coals. The mark is shaped like a broken moon encircled by thorns, and as I watch, shadows writhe beneath his skin, spreading out from the mark like roots. "This is the Bloodwraith Mark," he says, his voice hollow. "My father tried to break a sacred bond, and Vorrak punished our entire bloodline for it. This curse turns emotion into hunger. The stronger I feel, the more dangerous I become. And with you…" He shakes his head. "Everything I feel is amplified a hundredfold. Your fear feeds me. Yo

5 Special Abilities:- World Travel (Lvl. 3) Mini Map (N/A) Skills:- Passive Active Intimidation (Mid) Identify (N/A) Martial Arts (High) Heightened Sense (High) Weapon Mastery (High) Physical ++ (High) Versatile Works (High) Thousand Cherry Blossom Emperor Aura (N/A) Special Traits:- Calm Minded Limitless physical growth Modern Man Perfect Specimen Lust Overdrive {Permanent Curse} "Ohh..fucking hell…".

He smirked devilishly, raising his hand in the air which lifted his sleeves, revealing a number three mark on his arm. “So you truly are number 3…” Cassandra whispered in disbelief, unable to believe it’s him after all. The root of the evil in their country was before them all along. “Sir, don’t make this hard for us. You are facing three Title Holders, surrender yourself.” Lark said softly, hoping he would understand but to no avail. “You are right…” He whispered, lowering his head, clenching his hands in a fist, growling under his breath. “I shall surrender myself… to death.”

“That thing’s laced with the void.” “I know!” Elias shouted back, voice sharp. Kairis groaned, gripping Elias’s sleeve. He placed his hands over the wound. He didn’t think. He didn’t try to channel anything. He just... acted. Symbols burned into his skin—gold and violet, Azazel’s mark pulsing to life on his back. Lucian stepped forward. “What the hell are you doing—” The curse began to unravel. Screaming. It wasn’t Kairis.

What if the girl gets suspicious? But, unexpectedly, Leona just nodded her head with a smile. Allowing William to heave a sigh of relief. Turns out she didn't really think much of Ethan's rambling words. "Let's go!" William said then walked out of the dining room. Without waiting any longer, Ethan immediately followed his cousin. Until Leona was alone in the room. Leona chuckled, "A wolf? That suits him. His personality is quite similar to that of a wolf. His aura is scary, his gaze is sharp, and don't forget, he likes meat," Leona muttered before shoving the food into her mouth casually.

Calantha worried, she said "Then I just leave it like this, don’t I?" Mary comforted, “Don't worry. Wait for another month and the signs will disappear completely. S-rank alphas can store temporary marks for up to a month, but low-grade alphas' marks only last for a maximum of half a month. I don't know if it's lucky or unlucky. And if you want to cover it, it's simple. In this era, science and technology have advanced. You just need to stick the patch, spray the antiperspirant on the Pheromones, then put on your incense bag and then you can go to work as usual. And be careful , okay."

“I need to mark you baby, that's the only way to keep those motherfuckers away from you, don't worry…this isn't punishment.” “Ma.. mark me?” She stuttered and I nodded, kissing her nose. “Yeah, part your legs for me baby…. you always make me so fucking hard, I hope I don't fuck you too hard as well.” My cock twitched in response as she obeyed, looking so confused but willing. Let me mark you Serena, You carry half of my powers and it's a fucking threat to everyone.

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Even those who did not understand the weight of it felt its power. Alpha Dean’s jaw tightened. “The chosen one,” he muttered, voice low, reverent. “The mark that the packs have sought for generations.” The princes exchanged wide-eyed glances. Silas whispered, “It’s real…” while Cassian muttered, “Impossible.” But Loretta was weeping now, her elegant mask shattered. “My daughter,” she whispered, though her words trembled with uncertainty. “My lost child bore this mark too. But hers… hers was faint, so faint I feared it meant nothing. Yet here you stand, with the crescent burning bold upon your skin…”

“You moved him.” Moved him. I glance down. Kael’s hand is stretched toward the circle, fingers trembling like he’s trying to hold something invisible together. “You weren’t supposed to interrupt,” he grits out. “The curse was anchored to him. I was drawing it out in strands. Slow. Controlled.” “Drawing what out?” I demand. “The rot in Darius,” he shouts, and his calm healer mask finally cracks. “The curse is tangled with Arin’s mark. It answers to him. I was using that connection.”