Vampire Marked Novels & Stories

"I marked her already," What! I stopped in my tracks and turned. "What the heck are you talking about?" I growled. "Vampires have a way of marking their mates' souls as soon as they sighted them. I didn't know I did until I was told that I'd actually marked her. We're bound to each other now and she'll soon start feeling what I'm feeling. Tell Arnold to be careful, if I die, she might too," I lunged at him to grab him but he disappeared and I painfully shifted before a howl of pain left my throat.

“How come it isn't healing?” “There is just one explanation: the princess has been marked. The mark will not fade even if it heals. The vampire who marked her appears to be powerful; he didn't simply mark her in the usual way; instead, he utilized an ancient method that involved sealing it with his blood. A blood mark” Ava and the rest who were in the room were shocked. “You are saying she can only belong to him and not have another boyfriend or mate with a person of her choice?” “Yes.”

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.

Not large and definitely not monstrous. A woman or something wearing the shape of one. Hair like smoke, skin like bark, and eyes hollow as ancient stone. Her body was stitched together from furs and bones and blood. And when she opened her mouth, her voice came in every language I’d ever bled for. “You are mine.” I raised my blade. “I’m no one’s.” She stepped forward. “You bear the mark. You carry the echo of the mother-blood. The one who broke the vow. You are not heir. You are vessel.”

My mate has finally quenched the unquenchable thirst of a vampire. I run my nose over her throat, desperately wishing that I could mark her. Technically, I have already marked her, but I know that the wolves mark each other differently. She hasn’t noticed it yet, but a vampire’s bite leaves silver dots on a werewolf’s skin. She must realize it, her mother would be covered in them, but she hasn’t said anything to me about my mark being on her, now in three places, her wrist, her pussy, and her breast. I take a deep breath of her scent. I’m so intoxicated by her that just her scent makes my head spin.

Despite the strangeness of the situation, Melia found herself finding his astonishment rather amusing. "Vampire..." he murmured, his gaze shifting towards Melia. "Perfect!" he exclaimed, throwing his arms up in a rare moment of elation. "It explains everything. It explains why you're still here, alive. Why... Or maybe... How do you become a vampire?" he asked abruptly, his curiosity getting the best of him. Melia arched an eyebrow and crossed her arms. "I'm not going to tell you that," she replied firmly, her voice as cool as a winter breeze.

Fate had paired one of the royal wolves with the daughter of the vamps president. This of course did not go over well. Both parties were worried the royal children would lose control and mark each other, resulting in the death of both. It’s been said that when wolves and vampires find their mate their immediate response is to mark and mate. The marking usually happens during the mating, and apparently their wolves have this instinct to mark their mate. It’s supposed to be near impossible to resist, so it was understandable where the worry was coming from.

SARAH'S POV I sat there in the cold dark alley for quite a while and not even a rat passed by, I was starting to get scared when I heard faint laughter, more like a chuckle from afar. The sound became louder and clearer. It was no longer just the sound of laughter, I could now hear footsteps approaching. The closer they came the clearer their voices, they sound like nice people, I should probably ask them for help. What will I say though, I can't possibly tell them that I'm a vampire princess who came here through a porthole and woke up, then blacked out, then woke up again in a place where I was stabbed with needles and driven away by the smell of blood and somehow ended up here with no one

There was only two kind of people who knew about our existence, the vampires and witches, but we never got across to one another, we all just stayed within our boundaries , we don't meet them, they don't meet us. I got into my black Toyota corolla sport car, I needed to go simple, the last thing I needed was some nosey human sticking in my business and asking stupid ass questions. I sped down the highway, sped was an over statement, the car kept stopping along the road, I was only minutes away from the office, the car backfired again. This was the little consequence I had to suffer for my actions and dad was basically punishing me for refusing to join the family business, and most importantl

"Okay, it is like there is an infection there, as it is really hot to the touch, but there is no infection. It seems the two marks are fighting for dominance, fighting for your decision." "My decision? I don't understand?" "Well, who owns the marks? Which females marked you?" "Scarlett and Sharon marked me, but I have only marked Scarlett." "Okay, that is why it is fighting so much. Scarlett's is both her wolf and vampire, fighting for their claim. I am gathering that Sharon is just a vampire, judging from her mark. Scarlett's mark has a little more power at the moment as you have marked her back and I am gathering you finished the mating process?"