Vampire Diaries Hunter Mark Novels & Stories

"I need your help." Slowly, he turned, lifting his wrist to show her the mark. Her eyes flicked down. "Oh, black magic. Wasn’t me, boy." "Then who?" Hunter pressed. "Got any ideas?" Caroline snorted. "You think witches advertise this shit? ‘Dark magic special, two-for-one curses?’" Hunter cracked a smile. "Fair. But ask around, yeah? My fated mate is probably wrapped around some vampire right now because someone’s got a sick sense of humor."

I extracted my canines and clamped down on my favorite visible spot on his neck, he moaned and bucked against me, i was marking him too. Mine was a full mark. I marked a vampire, I marked Orian and I made him mine. ___________

“Honestly, Mark, this isn’t the time. I thought we talked about this—” “Do you believe in one death?” I replied. Mark grinned. “For vampires? Two deaths aren’t good enough, but I’d deal it out anyway. Unnatural, children of demons—blood-sucking--” “Mark, that’s enough,” Trinity said, grabbing her keys. “Knock it off.” I smirked. The man was certainly a hunter, whether he was involved in the attack on Henri and the others, I wasn’t sure, but it didn’t matter. I made note to do away with him as painfully and as soon as possible.

I leaned in close, using the glass like a mirror and tilted my head. There it was.. a small fresh mark on the lower side of my neck, right where it met my shoulder. It looked like a bite but deeper and more permanent.. a mate mark?! My eyes went wide. What the actual heck? That stranger from the woods last night... he hadn’t just kissed my neck and given me those little nips while he was fucking me. He’d marked me..! Like, for real. Claimed me without even asking! I stared at my reflection, mouth open. My hands started shaking. This couldn’t be happening. I was just some nobody Omega who snuck off for one wild moment. And now the whole pack was losing their minds over it.

He smiled at me, "If I don't eat it's not like I'll die. Vampires can last an entire lifetime without blood...it's just very, very excruciating and can drive even the best of us to wipe out the entire human population because of blood lust." "Still! I want you to feed! It's not healthy for you to go without blood like that!" I said very angry with him. "Okay darling, dearest, honey bunch, sweetie pie. You are really starting to sound like you're married to me!" He chuckled. This made me blush very wildly. "Speaking of which, what's the next hint for the girl you like?" I asked as we neared the school yard. "Well, she is a Hunter. She has a tattoo as well and her name is..."

Because their romance was so ferocious that it took more than a day. "Is he a vampire?" I nodded and he was hysterical. "For God's sake Esme! Can you find a normal human to be your boyfriend? After Tharique who is a werewolf. Now you have switched to a vampire. You should be a vampire hunter they have levels." She parted my neck and examined the whole thing. There are two marks on my neck, they are very deep and they are the marks of Lucan's fangs. "You've been bitten."

Author's POV The man standing before her was no other person than Lucien Drazik. The Alpha of the Bloodmoon Pack and one of the major shareholders of the Academy. His eyes were staring straight at her, not with guilt, but something more dangerous—confusion. No..... He doesn't believe the way his wolf, Mark, was whimpering in recognition beneath him. He doesn't understand why his nose becomes super sensitive and he could smell her so much. She smelled like peach blossoms. It was everything good and Mark howled inside him, excited and restless.

I push her against the wall, unzipping her skirt and yanking it down. My eyes fall on her sexy ass. That only makes me throb harder. I squeeze her ass, ready to yank her thong down when I notice a symbol tattooed on the side of her waist. The symbol of the Arkan. My blood runs cold, my heart racing. She’s one of them. Suddenly, reality hits and I feel the hatred return. “What is it?” she whispers hornily. I could snap her neck right now… “This mark,” I say quietly. If she is a hunter, does she know what I am? Is that why she’s here? A part of me doesn’t want to believe that. “Isn’t it the mark of the cruel, heartless hunter group?”

he says. Hunter and I have a long history, since Diana was his sister. Things between us were rocky for a long time after she killed herself. But now, our alliance and our friendship are strong again, and he’s always been an insightful man. I smile and pull my shirt away from my neck, showing off my mate mark. Instantly, the group begins cheering. “Wait, is this what your pack was howling about this morning?” Miles asks. “That’s it,” I say proudly.

Madam Yvonne said. "I was right! I was right!" Nadine shouted. Then she sobered up. "Do you know what made the marks?" "Yes, I do." Madam Yvonne smiled. "What is it?" Nadine asked. Maybe it was a bear, or a lion, or a wolf. Or maybe it was someone with Cardi B nails. "It was a lycanthrope." Madam Yvonne said. "A what?" Nadine asked. She didn't know of any such animal.