Vampire Diaries Hunter Mark Novels & Stories

Caleb followed me as I walked up to Hunter and placed my hand on his shoulder and Caleb stood behind me with his arm now wrapped around my waist. Samantha found her voice, “Hunter what is this? What are you doing?” She stepped forward and I growled to warn her to stop. Samantha stopped and looked at me. “Hunter is mine.” She said to me as she held her head high but I could hear the fear in her voice. “Is he now.” I said back to her as I tilted my head to the side showing her our mating mark. She clearly could see his mark upon my neck. “Where is your mark?" I asked her looking for any signs of a mark but she quickly covered her neck with her hand.

I'm more than contented with the way we are now. I was snapped back to read reality by a hand on my shoulder. "Hey little miss Velvet" She wouldn't stop calling me that ever since she heard Adryan calling me. His nickname to me. Our relationship has gotten quietly stronger. We can't go a day without each other. The event of that night was still fresh in my brain. The night Hunter marked me as his mate. The night we became one. The mark was there on my chest. I wouldn't stop looking at it whenever I stand in front of my vanity mirror.

“Not a chance.” The first hunter lunged before I could argue. My cursed marks flared, black heat ripping through my veins. My hand shot up, catching the bastard by the throat mid-strike. He struggled, clawing at my skin—until the mark burned straight through him, searing flesh to ash. He screamed once before collapsing in smoke. The entity shivered inside me in delight. More, it whispered. Two more hunters rushed in, blades gleaming with a dull, poisoned light. Arielle was faster. Her threads lashed out, catching one by the wrist, twisting until bone cracked. She spun, yanking his blade free and burying it in his partner’s chest.

I leaned carefully to see my Aunt and Joanna. “I looked everywhere for it, didn't find any,” My aunt responded, her tone was as low as she could get it. “I don't think she has a mark. So I don't think there's a need to bring her into the life, the life that her father fought to keep her out of,” “The girl deserves to know. She's still going to have questions because with or without the mark, the blood is in her vein,” Joanna retorted sharply. I figured I had heard enough and it was clearly a conversation I shouldn't be caught listening to. I backed away slowly but my back bumped into someone.

The creature turns toward me again. Mark intercepts it, slamming into its side. “Run!” he shouts. “I am not leaving you.” “You are not leaving me,” he growls. “You are moving so I can fight.” Another Hunter steps forward, raising his weapon. This time it fires. Not bullets. Light. A sharp pulse slams into Mark’s back. He grunts, dropping to one knee. “No!” I feel it snap inside me. The fear. The restraint. Everything holding me back. Gone.

he said softly as he tapped his chin before adding, “Hmm, perhaps if we were hunted, then you could see firsthand how deadly your bloodline is.” Giving him a stoic glare I said, “You don't know if I am even this hunter thing you're talking about.” Narrowing his eyes ominously he growled, “Lift your shirt and turn around.” Frustrated with him I lifted my tee and turned around only to hear him inhale sharply. Glancing back I asked if he found what he was searching for. His confused eyes met mine. “You don't have the mark,” he muttered in disbelief. “What mark?!” I asked in irritation as I tried to see my back.

"Wow. I didn't know you have records of supernatural beings in DustVille" Jason was speechless. How much did his parents hide from him? It seems he was in the dark all along. "Wait, that is Mr. Markings, the janitor at school. He is a vampire. Come on, mom, how can it be true?" Jason was skeptical, looking at the middle-aged man in the old book and the one at school. He was always a loner and worked late in the evening and night at school.

" Use your head bastard, can't you see she's controlling you? You're taking her to him... you're going to ruin their relationship!" Mark barked at him. " Step aside Mark, I don't want to hurt you," Talon said instead. " Think about what you're doing, this is a mistake. She's manipulating you. Fuck Talon open your eyes...you cannot be manipulated! Your a vampire, a Darkblood vampire at that," Mark seems infuriated. His eyes darted at me when he got no reply from Talon. Slowly, Mark stepped in front of me. I stood on my ground, confident and bold, ready to bash back whatever he wanted to do.

He knows he should be out there trying to help Hunter and Luca in killing Alonso after making sure that Cath was saved but he just couldn't leave her sight. "I'm sorry, baby," He whispered and his canines emerged. Golden swirls shone in his eyes as he dipped his face into the crook of her neck and ever so gently he let his canines pierce her skin as he ejected his serum which washed over her whole body, embedding with her skin to plaster his scent on her like a forever sacred spell which can't be broken. He felt a shudder of excitement wash down his spine and sparks flew everywhere. The feelings of marking her made his whole body tingle with sparks. All of a sudden he felt emotions of such s

)) [[ see for yourself ]] I looked down at my chest and instead of teeth marks there’s a tattoo of a heart with vines wrapped around it and a lock over the vines [[ now look here ]] she had opened her shirt to show me on her chest was one identical to my own with the exception of the heart and vines having a key instead of a lock like my own (( y-you marked me? [[ Did you intend to reject me? Is there someone else you wanted? ]] (( no of course not but I just didn’t expect you to do that )) [[ you’re my mate Chadwick of course I’d mark, if you thought werewolves were possessive then welcome to the world of Vampires, are you going to mark me? Or am I too young for that too? ]] (( do you want