Vampire Marked Novels & Stories

I ordered to be chained down—alone in the dungeon—to keep my pack safe. So I trust no one. Not even myself. “Wait,” I growled, nostrils flared up as I picked up a strange scent of blood, mixed with lavender and something faintly… feminine. I quickly reached for my dagger as we stepped closer to the direction where the smell was coming from. Then I saw her. Curled at the root of a tree, bruised, bloodied, and barely breathing. Her clothes were ripped, her stomach and thighs was stained with dried blood, and thick red marks lined her back in neat, cruel rows.

He groaned, his hands gripping my hips, urging me on. “Selene,” he rasped, his voice raw with need, and it sent a thrill through me, knowing I could unravel him like this. My wolf was wild now, clawing at the surface, urging me to reaffirm our bond, to make him mine in every way. I kissed the mark again, harder this time, my teeth grazing the sensitive skin, and his body tensed beneath me, a low moan escaping him.I moved against him, slow at first, then faster, my body driven by the rhythm of our bond, by the need to be closer, to be one.

When the light dissipated, I looked at Adrian, hoping he was okay. I was the only one who knew he was truly a vampire so I wondered how he'd look after this process. He had survived the transformation, but his appearance had drastically changed. He now bore the markings of a Limean werewolf - a less honourable breed, less dominant and easier to control. I could sense the power flowing through him, but it was subdued.

We both laughed and played in the water, but I couldn't take my eyes off the pink color of her bra showing through her white t-shirt. I quickly took off my tank top, which surprised her. "Senpai, what are you doing? Why are you suddenly undressing?" I just laughed and approached her. "So that you can have a better view of my body." She gave me a dirty look, and I was about to playfully punch her hand. "Look," I placed her hand on my chest and looked into her eyes. "You're so cold," she said, and I smiled. "Well, what can I say? I'm a vampire." She shook her head and gently touched the scar on my chest, clearly visible over my heart.

His desire was pushed to a climax, he bent down, gently kissed the tip of her red nose, and then kissed her eyelids to completely wipe away the remaining tears. - I love you, Lucasta, I love you more than my own life. After pouring passionate love words into her ear, he continued to leave a kiss mark on her body as a way to mark his sovereignty. For a vampire, the bite on his lover's neck would be a unique way to mark his sovereignty, but he couldn't do that to her, he didn't want to turn her into a vampire. The girl's white, flawless skin quickly became covered with pale pink marks. She closed her eyes, enjoying the ecstatic feeling he brought to her.

He leaped up and tried to run out of the room. I wouldn't let him. I took hold of his arm and heard a loud crack, and a streak of fire leaped from his forearm. Marcus dropped to the floor as if I had shot him. I looked at the ladies. Mara fingered her crucifix with a haunted look. "You are a holy vessel." A what? Marcus cowered against the wall, trying to keep me from touching him. I stood watching him with my hands on my hips. "Kim, it's not just your brands that can't be touched by a Vampire," Mara said. "It's you!"

She lightly caressed the leaves, feeling its paper-like quality graze her palm. Master Elbert’s words played sneakily into her mind, making her shiver. He wanted to mark her. What did that mean? She thought back to the little she knew of vampires. They turned the ones they marked to their puppets. The movies had depicted them as sadists who craved nothing more than blood. Fiction and reality were somehow interconnected. But, how well did those fictional characters get the truth? ‘Are you simply scared of marking or something else?’ Her inner voice taunted.

Every werewolf or Vampire was supposed to find their mate from the day they turned 18 and I had to endure a whole year waiting for my mate. It was then to my horror that I then saw a tattoo of a crown with a Vampire tooth inside start appearing on his right shoulder and luckily he did not appear to notice. It was the tattoo mark to represent he was now the destined Vampire prince as my mate. But how the heck was it appearing so fast only because we kissed and touched as that mark was supposed to appear only after we did the marking ceremony!

WELCOME HOME "Everyone will agree with me when i say that the past year has been alot of things-- shitty being a famous word for it, but there were also some good moments-" "And many a bad but here we are, today, celebrating not one, not two things. And it has only just begun because now we can look forward to brace our next chapter and stay open to the thousand possibilities-" "To us, the vamps" Aal concluded with a wide smile. "Come on, cheer with your glasses of water" She said just before Dele swung by, holding her towards him as he whispered something into her ears before heading out, leaving her temptously biting her lower lip.

I moved the jacket back all the way off her shoulder but saw nothing like what he spoke of. “You won’t be able to see it, but I can,” the vampire shrugged. He parked next to the elevators, waiting for us to get out but I didn’t even reach for the door handle. “What the hell are you talking about?” I snarled. “He marked her. You mark your mates, or whatever, with a bite wound, right?” I brushed the spot where I marked her as my mate. “Yeah, what about it?”