Vampire Diaries Hunter Mark Novels & Stories

Zev’s deferred growls resonated in my mind, he was scratching my defense walls to take control. “It can’t be true, Zuriel. I want my mate back. Those hunters...they…” Zev was breathless with fear, whereas, the world disappeared for me, leaving me alone with Evelyn, who was sitting with his father. The distance between us was amplified exponentially due to that ring. The mark on it wasn’t ordinary, it was a sign of the Hunters. How? Why? My heart threatened to tear the restraints of my rib cage, as this lightning bolt struck me on this crucial day.

Calliope's College and get my hands on those diaries. “Are you still thinking of another way to fight me, little hunter?" He asked, and his eagerness to get a response from me was visible. My jaw tightened. He pulled on his usual leash making me wet as the mark pulsed. My thighs pressed against each other. He leaned back in the passenger seat, voice low like velvet-dipped poison. "You know the mark doesn’t give you what I feel, it only amplifies what you need." I gritted my teeth, saying nothing.

“Even me?” I rolled my eyes. So he did know how unbearable he was. “Even you.” He stepped aside, letting me see the layout of his board properly. “What’s all this?” I stepped forward. “I’ve been going over the hunter attacks. The pattern’s shifted,” he said before pointing tk a certain part of the board. “The vampire side… it doesn’t line up anymore. Something’s off.” I frowned. “You think the vampires are lying?” “I don’t know. Maybe.” He ran a hand through his hair. “But even with more guards around the estates, they’re still getting to wolves. Especially those living among humans. That’s the weak spot.”

Colton signaled, and the door of the cage opened, letting that vampire come out who had challenged show Colton his place if he would come out by saying that ‘even dogs considered themselves as a lion in their area. “You’re so dead now.” The vampire hissed. “Trust me, and I had heard that before,” Colton said, looking at him casually. “PAIN” He used his power on Colton, who stood unaffected in front of him. The vampire looked at him in confusion until Colton’s mystical tattoo, known as the hunter's mark, located on their right arm, started appearing at Colton’s wish. This mark was invisible to all save for supernatural hunters or potential hunters until that hunter wanted to appear it or not.

His mind was blank for a second. Later on, he found himself licking her blood and slowly biting between the neck and the shoulder of the hunter. Little by little his teeth are pressing on her skin. But before he completely bite her, he was back to his sense. He was stunned for a few seconds. His hand starts trembling while looking at his face of Accalia. He wanted more, he wanted to bite her, and he wanted to mark the hunter. But when he remember the face of her mother, he feel guilty about what he was doing. Instead of biting the hunter, he bites his arm until fresh blood flows in it.

The car was gone, but the fallen tree remained. I searched, but there was no sign of the green-eyed or silver-eyed vampires. An idea struck me, after wandering around aimlessly, since we were bound by the mate bond, I could use it. my fingertips grazed the spot the mate mark was located, the thought of stabbing into it sent a shiver down my spine, the memory of the pain I felt still vivid,. But it was the quickest way. If he was anywhere nearby, he’d feel it and come straight to me, being assaulted by the same pain. I steadied my breath, closing my eyes as my fingers hovered over the mark. Just as I was about to stab

I lifted my head, and my eyes met Hunter’s. He was watching. A smirk curved his lips while his hand moved slowly along his own length, stroking himself as if the sight of me unraveling beneath Ezra was the most entertaining thing he’d seen all night. Hunter stepped closer to the bed and leaned down beside my ear. “We have to mark you later,” he murmured, his breath hot against my skin. “Even if it’s incomplete… it will still hurt. But you understand, right?” I nodded quickly, biting down on my lip as another shiver ran through me when Ezra’s tongue pressed harder against my clit.

When I see my sister again, I’m hitting her. She should’ve warned me how draining marking can be. I don’t know if I managed to do it right. I mean, I bit him without the intent of drinking from him. I knew that when a vampire marks a mate, they have to bite with that intent fully in their mind. That they are leaving their mark upon their chosen mate, sharing strength and memories.

I don't remember having a sacred book with me. Hold on. Could it be the book that I thought belonged to my mom? "It's the book you almost destroyed," he informed me. Oh, maybe that's why he texted me to not tear it up. At that time I was so confused and thought he was a stalker. Little did I know he was actually a blood-sucking demon. Or was he? "Since you're a vampire, do you drink blood?" I asked because from what I know, they're always thirsty for blood and he hasn't shown any sign of that.

Then, from the darkness, a voice—deep, calm, utterly without fear. "I'm not here for you, vampire." A figure emerged from the shadows outside the broken window. Tall, broad-shouldered, with silver hair cropped close and eyes that gleamed in the darkness. He carried a crossbow loaded with what I assumed were more silver bolts. "I'm here for the girl." My blood ran cold. "Luna Marchetti." The hunter's eyes found me over Alexander's shoulder. "Daughter of Antonio Marchetti. The man who died protecting your kind."