Sun Cutie Mark Novels & Stories

Nick starts to talk. “I believe when you mark Sunny she will receive the same gifts as us. It is just a theory. But it appears that when you are marked by the blessed child of the moon you also take on counterparts. I'm guessing it is so it is a completely equal bond.” He tells me. “Mark me?” Sunny whispers. “Only if you want Sunny, I don’t want to reject you, and I don't think you want that either. But I also do not want to force anything on you.” I tell her sitting back down beside her.

"Actually, I think I found something. I'm not sure what it is yet, but I think I'l know what it is soon. "Have you read about the mark yet?" She asked and I remembered her asking me about a mark after I had shown her my tiger. "Not yet, but can you tell me about it?" Mitchelle smiled. "Let me see your neck please." I lifted my hair and she took a look. "Just as I had thought. See, you haven't mated yet, but you will. When you do, you'll bear a mark resembling the sun and moon conjoined. I've only ever seen it in a book, but it's beautiful." I nodded.

Here is where all my question should be answered. "My family has been cursed with the mark of kin," He says. I look at him, confusion completely draping over my face. How does he expect me to react to such a statement? He sighs and takes out a handkerchief. Stan profusely rubs his neck, and sure enough, a glowing mark emerges. As I scoot over to observe it with a closer eye, I see that it resembles are maple leaf. Okay, what is going on? "Stan, what the hell is that on your neck? How can something like that glow so bright?" I ask out of shock. Stan (or should I say Vittorio?) sighs and scratches the back of his neck.

Then why was I freaking out? I stood up after a few seconds, walking to the mirror. Staring at my reflection, I noticed the mark at the crook of my neck. It wasn’t like most marks I had come across. Instead this was bigger. The mark contained a wolf and a crescent moon. It had a bluish shade. My hands moved to examine it. Whenever I remembered the way Killian marked me without my consent, I was angered. But when I acknowledged he was my mate, a certain happiness occupied me.

“Yes.” I didn’t want to ruin this reunion by grabbing her and shaking her by the shoulders, asking what she remembered and how she survived the journey through the veil. I’d wondered if it had been traumatic for her, but she just gives me a soft smile, tilting her head toward the sun as she closes her eyes. A silver-white scar on her neck shimmers in the golden sunlight. Cassian’s mark.

She was not sure what he really was since she could only see his eyes. She hated the thought of someone digging their teeth into her skin and giving her a scar, all in the name of marking. Luna's crest pack also hosted a marking festival, but Luna was not interested in any part of the marking festival. "You are not going to grab me and leave a huge scar on the side of my neck or shoulder?" She inquired, taking one step back. "Marking you?" The words sounded like a statement instead of a question, and there was a glint of amusement in his voice.

"I don't want to risk losing it so I left it in my room. Is that okay?" "I guess that's fine," I said. Caressing her hand, my eyes blinked down at the unique mark on her wrist. You would miss it easily in one glance but now that my eyes were fixated on it, Sage had a bizarre mark that looked like a circle with a straight line in the middle of it. "Hey, how did you get this?" "Oh, I have it since I was a baby. What a weird birthmark, right?" she answered. "It's already fading though."

“About time. I knew Xeros couldn't resist. All that talk about restraint and holding back. You look like you've been ravaged. In a good way.” I touched the mark again—a smaller spark this time, but still a shiver racked through me. “It… glows when I—” “— touch it or when you think of him,” Rori finished, smug. “Classic. My cousin’s mark lights up like a firefly when her mate’s horny. Have you noticed it, Luna?” I buried my face in my hands, laughing despite myself. For the first time, the title Luna didn’t feel like a collar. It felt like armor.

"I am good now." "Is that because you marked Raine?" His question threw me for a minute. I was not expecting it, and how does he know? But, I guess he could read my thoughts cause he answered me. "Not only is your sents mixed now, but you have a mark on your neck that is going down into your shirt almost like a tattoo. That is the marking symbol from the angels. Remiel told us about the markings that you and Luca would receive once you all were marked and mated." I try to look and see it, but I can't. My dad stands and motions for me to follow him, so I do, and he leads me to a mirror hanging on the inside of the office. I look, and I see the mark he is talking about. It starts on the side o

I asked in a low tone as her breathing sped up. She was feeling nervous or anxious and she looked up meeting my gaze. "I'm guessing that it means I'm yours?" She exclaimed softly, making me smile and I've never seen anyone so innocent as her. I nodded quietly, wrapping my arms around her. "Then why did you look so upset when Axel marked me?" She asked in a worried tone. My facial expression was probably easy to read since I freaked out. I sighed deeply. "I wanted Axel and I to mark you on a very special day called the mating ceremony but I guess someone was in a hurry."