Vampire Marked Novels & Stories

When I see my sister again, I’m hitting her. She should’ve warned me how draining marking can be. I don’t know if I managed to do it right. I mean, I bit him without the intent of drinking from him. I knew that when a vampire marks a mate, they have to bite with that intent fully in their mind. That they are leaving their mark upon their chosen mate, sharing strength and memories.

I reached into my pocket and pulled out a cigarette, lighting it up with a flick of my fingers. The first drag burned my lungs, but I welcomed the pain. Gabriel stood beside me, silent at first. He knew me well enough to wait until I was ready to speak. After a few moments, he finally asked, “Zach, what happened?” This time, it wasn’t my delta speaking. It was my best friend. I let out a bitter chuckle, though there was no humour in it. "My mate…" I exhaled a cloud of smoke, my fingers tightening around the cigarette. "She’s been marked." Gabriel’s body tensed. His mouth opened slightly, but no words came out. I forced myself to say it out loud. "She has two marks, Gabriel. One from a wolf a

He breathlessly answered, my cheeks instantly turning a deep shade of red as I watched how he uncomfortably adjusted his pants, a noticeable bulge now visible right through his dark jeans. Way too embarrassed, I quickly placed a hand over my eyes as I blurted out, “M-mark? What are you talking about?” “Vampires and werewolves believe in things like marking and claiming, this way keeping away all the other males willing to touch what’s theirs.” “What? I’m not yours! I’m not an object you know!?!” “I’m not an object you could claim as yours, just like that!” “No! You can’t just-” Before I could finish my angry ranting, he was already right in front of me, lightly touching my cheek as he calmly

I asked concerned, wondering if the bite had become infected. “He..” Nevaeh stammered, pointing at my neck, “H…He…He ma…ma…marked you.” I looked a Nevaeh puzzled trying to comprehend what she was saying, “Well yeah he marked me.” I replied nervously, kicking my legs back and forth on the chair, “It’s just a scar though, it’ll fade in time. Don’t all vampires leave fang marks?” “Marking isn’t the same as scars from a bite.” Nevaeh said in a hushed tone, continuing to look around, afraid, someone might walk in at any given moment.

“Wha' wrog?” “They found another body,” She said, “Under the bridge. Same place as the last one. They said the body had all its blood drained out.” “Just like the last ones.” I shivered. She turned to me, eyebrows raised. “Apparently there are no obvious wounds. Do you still think they’re animal attacks?” “Of course.” I rolled my eyes. “What else would they be? Vampires?” “You think I’m crazy, but that’s the only explanation that makes sense.”

My stomach tightened instinctively, but I forced my expression to remain unchanged as we stepped into the open. And then I saw it. --- The body lay sprawled near the base of a tree, limbs twisted at unnatural angles, blood staining the ground beneath him in dark, spreading lines. Male. Mid-twenties. Pack member. Dead. Violently. --- But that wasn’t what made my breath catch. Not the blood. Not the damage. Not even the brutality of it. --- It was the marking. --- Carved into the bark just above him. Deeper than before. More aggressive.

View of Chase Taryn died. News of a young she-wolf taking her life by jumping into the sea was widespread in Lupus Celestial. She was engulfed by water in a moment. The witness reported to werewolf warriors cruising in patrol. Days of searching her body were all in vain. The media of Lupus Celestial noted that:

Poor Xeon and his baby ass) and Dad’s cringe inducing s*x ed talk (God, it was horrible). The bittersweet memories did the trick and finally, my unrelenting dick softened. My eyes suddenly darted to my reflection in the water and my lips curved up in an ear splitting grin as I reveled in the beauty of my mate’s mark by my neck. It was not a wolf mark. It was the bond mark of a vampire which had inked the side of my neck in cool, deep blue waves. “You like it ?” a female voice giggled through the new formed mate link.

"Creepy, but okay. But seriously, those guys are creepy. Why do they keep staring at us as if-" "They're vampires." My eyes widen as I looked at him in shock but a grin growing on his lips upon noticing my petrified state. "What do you mean-" "I really wanna kiss you right now." "Alex, I am serious, we're getting out." I started tugging his hand and stood up when Alex didn't budge. I walked towards the door and froze when the guys started getting up, their eyes growing a shade darker as they huddled around me. One of them stepped forward and I flinched when I noticed his hands reaching out to my cheeks. I took a step back and bumped against something hard . I glanced up to look at Alex, who

"So my grandmother is a vampire? How come she looks old? Aren't vampires only old age but physical appearance is not?" I asked confused. He sighed. "Only the deities knows about that. And about you having a vampire blood ... The only thing I knew about that is once your vampire mate marked you that will make your vampire blood awake." "What kind of mark do you mean?" It looked at me seriously as if trying to read whatever I was thinking. "When your mate bites your neck. That means he marked you as his. No other vampire can bite you after that. Even you will like someone else his mark will stays with you forever."