Vampire Diaries Hunter Mark Novels & Stories

We take in our surroundings and find ourselves in an empty room with only three steps from the entrance we came in. “You okay Dimitri,” I ask. “I’ll be fine. This is powerful magic and it rivals mine.” “What are you looking at brother,” asks Derek. “This mark here on the wall, it’s the hunter’s mark.” “That’s not possible, hunters cannot teleport,” says Derek. We all join Mark at the far wall. This can only mean one thing. “Luca has aligned himself with the hunters,” I voice out loud. “Meaning that attack on the high school was not a random hunter attack,” growls out Derek.

“Because I want to.” The mark pulsed hot beneath my mouth as I bit it. My teeth pierced skin at the edge of the Lycan mark, just where silver and crimson braided. His body arched violently beneath me. Marcus roared in recognition of his mate. Power exploded outward from the contact point. The Crescent ignited in blinding white fire as Lycan energy surged upward to meet it. It did not clash. It collided. And fused. Xavier’s cry tore through the chamber, not in pain alone. I felt his heartbeat slam against mine.

Luxiana Sommeris Ray stiffened at Damien’s words, his jaw clenching. “They’re not hunting me. Walkers can’t come here.” His voice was sharp and irritated, but something else was underneath—hesitation, uncertainty. Damien, however, didn’t falter. His expression remained grim as he took a step closer. “Yes, they are.” Without warning, he grabbed Ray’s shoulder and spun him around, his fingers digging into his skin. That’s when I saw it, the mark. Dark, swirling like smoke trapped beneath his skin, pulsing with an eerie glow on his bare back. It stood out starkly against Ray’s skin, it was a sinister mark. One that sent a shiver down my spine.

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.

How could he sit by the fire with us, eat our food, and then walk up here to sell us to the slaughter? I reached the edge of the camp, my chest heaving. I saw Mara by the water barrels. She saw my face and dropped the bucket she was holding. "Esmeralda? What is it? You look like you've seen a ghost." "Damon," I choked out. I grabbed her arm, my hands shaking. "It’s Damon. He’s with them. He’s with the hunters." Mara’s face went pale. "What are you talking about? Damon is out scouting."

It was obvious he had been down here many times before and if he hadn’t then he did a good job of hiding it. Angel came and stood by my side as we watched together how the doctor tied the rubber band around the man’s bicep before taking a butterfly needle and a few bloods specimen bottles out of the bag filling each one to the top. Not once did the man flinch though I did catch his eyes fall on the neck of the doctor. He could be looking at his mark, yet it could be for another reason. One thing stuck in my mind causing Hunter to stir, the only thing I had ever known not to feel pain was a vampire. “Wolves DON’T mate with vampires” Hunter growled.

Ethan sighed long and hard rubbing his hair walking until he was a foot or so from me. "Back when we graduated from the high school Kagura an I made a pack to Mark each other if we didn't find our mates by the age of 20. We've been together ever since and Although i found you That Mark is still embedded into the both of us - but I marked you by leaving my scent lingering on you with a certain Musk I give off as a wolf letting anyone with a hunters nose know that you are my mate. It was Important you found out rather than later because The vampires territory would become a Number one target. So You see Lilith." He tried his best to smooth talk me. "This was the best way."

“Maybe something went wrong when he marked me? You said we use magic. Does this marking process involve magic? And why is your mark on your arm?” “Sort of. We siphon energy from the huntress. She’s the only one who can grant us the gift to mark. Actually, we only mark when she demands us to.” He pulled a face. “The marking process does involve biting, but normally the one who does the marking bites the arm, in some cases, the leg. If this Luca isn’t dating you, then he’s a creep for biting you in the neck. It’s too…personal, there.” “Great…” So Luca was unstable, then. “The huntress? What do you mean?”

She watched him intently reading her schedule. “Go back to your classes. I'll see you later mate," he said and gave her the schedule back. He disappeared into the thin air leaving Cassandra all by himself. “That fvcker,” she cursed under her breath and stomped her feet. She breathed deeply and looked at the ceiling, realizing something. Her mate is no other than Sebastian Alistair Blood and worst of all he is the vampire prince. Cassandra doesn’t know if it’s possible to be mates with a vampire. Cassandra was lost in her thoughts. She heaved a sigh and left the room. She went back to her classes as the break was finally over.

He was moving faster…faster… "Oh, Cassandra!" He groaned. He pushed himself up and held both of my legs to his waist as he thrust mercilessly, rocking our bodies like crazy under the heavy noise of the rain. I moaned his name as I felt like exploding underneath him. My tongue danced inside my mouth, my breath was heavy, and my mind was filled with him. I felt Hunter’s body go rigid for a second as he made deep, mind-blowing thrusts that made us both reach our peak. Then, to my surprise, Hunter threw his head back before he plunged his head between my neck and shoulders, bit me, and marked me as his.