Vampire Diaries Hunter Mark Novels & Stories

I cursed under my breath as she held my hardened cock which is still hiding in the pajamas I wore. Fuck! I want to release that cock and fuck it in her mouth. I continued sucking her breast as little bunny pulled down my pants, making my hard cock to dangle out. I groaned in pleasure as her hand started moving up and down my cock. The pleasure was washing greatly through me and for a second Hunter nearly took over. My eyes darkened and my canines elongated. Fuck! Hunter nearly marked her but I stopped him. What the hell was he thinking? Yeah I would like to mark little bunny to make sure she's mine forever but she's not a werewolf. As a human I don't think she can handle the pain that comes

Hunter says and kisses me. This only makes me feel terrible about myself. Hunter moves my hair to the side and suddenly freezes. "What? What is it?" I ask. His bewildered gaze meets mine and I gulp. "Where did it go?" He demands. "What are you talking about?" I ask, my heart racing in my chest. "My mark. It's gone. There's no trace of it. It's impossible unless..." Hunter's frown deepens. "Your scent is stronger too. What's going on? What are you hiding from me?"

“Sleep well, honey.” By the time Louis arrived at the main gate of the base, high-level professional hunters were already waiting, including Jax. Jax was very upset when he saw the Boss, but there was nothing he could do about the Boss. Currently, love affairs must be left behind and focused on the immediate goal. Dan - one of the professional Vampire hunters is also the watchman and detects signs of Vampires. "They're about five kilometers away from us right now, and I smell blood from them, maybe they're injured."

He followed me with his gaze but didn't move. I pulled my hair aside and examined the mark again. "What is this?" His expression changed. Only slightly. But I noticed. "You shouldn't touch it." My brows furrowed. "That's not an answer." "Amber." "Steele." We stared at each other. His jaw tightened. "That is a vampire mark." My stomach dropped. "What?" "The vampire marked you." I stared at my reflection. "A mark? What does it mean?" He remained silent. "Steele."

he tells me. "You don't have to apologize, Damien. I am not complaining," I tell him and wrap my hands around his neck. I want to kiss him. I want to kiss all his sadness away. I stare at his sexy inviting lips and caress his neck, on the spot where I marked him last night. Vampires heal really fast, even faster than werewolves. I know my mark won't be there for long. At least the one he gave me is still there and fresh. He looks at me and then smiles,

But then, I see his expression shift from surprise to curious as his gaze lands on the crescent symbol resting in the center of my chest, partially visible through the damp fabric. His frown deepens, the playful glint in his eyes replaced by a look of intensity, almost protective while his eyes fixed on my mark. His eyes narrow slightly as he takes a step closer, a concern etched into his features. "Hunters?" He clenches his jaws, his voice laced with unhidden anger. "No." Quickly, I shake my head and look down at the mark... that looks more like a brand, "It is a protector's symbol." I run my finger over the swell skin of my mark.

we’re both surprised because no Lycan before her has ever been able to speak and now Hunter can. “I want to mark you, but my human is still resisting, she does not want to be marked” ‘Hunt, tell her she can mark us! She can mark us!’ “My human says you can mark us” “My name is Piper” “Piper, I love it” a rumbling I have never heard comes from his chest as he says her name “I am Hunter” Piper comes over and simply licks Hunters neck where his mate mark should be and steps back, I can not go against my humans wish, no matter how much I desire it”

I locked eyes with Damien. “The Vampire and The Hunter.” I said. He smiled at me. “How ironic.” He replied as he ran his fingers across the mark. It sent a tingling feeling shooting through my chest. “It’s so beautiful.” I said. “It suits us perfectly.” Damien replied. “I’m going to take a bath and try and get some of my strength back.” I said. Damien nodded.

her voice thickens demanding answers. “The Hunters, they told me how the Vampires killed you and dad.” Her eyes scream with pain and disappointment. She staggers back like she was stabbed. “Mum, what's the problem?” she swallows hard, looking at me, then looking back to the ground. She hesitates. “I must break it to you that the Hunters…” her voice paused like the words can't make their way out of her mouth. “The Hunters, what mum?” my ears upright with super curiosity. She holds my hands, staring at me intensively.

The vampire that killed Ethan blurted out but his calm expression was broken into one of fear. “You are the vampire that hunts vampires!” This realization forced him to immediately try and retreat but that was not possible because the only thing that left that position was his body, not his head. The difference in their ability was that vast as he had been decapitated before he even realized that he was without a head. “Vampire hunter? That’s vulgar. Please, call me Liam,” The man said to the head in his hand.