Vampire Marks Novels & Stories

I wanted to shout but the only thing I was able to do was clench my trembling hands into fists. "What if you were wrong? What if he has a chance?" "I am a vampire myself. I've been around for a while in the world and have encountered most of the covens across different places, and one of the skilled vampires I've met was Vienna. She is a fighter, a leader of a huge coven of mature vampires. Do you know what brought her to that position? It was her ability. One of the rarest, I must say. She can poison one's mind with only her crimson eyes. Once the poison has completely entered the mind, the person will feel so much pain. And like I said, it is irrevocable. I had never heard someone had surv

No mark, no bruises, nothing at all. Whenever a werewolf meets his mate and completes the mating process, they always marked them, leaving behind an eccentric design which somehow looked like a tattoo. This design is called the mark. It is what shows that the female werewolf is already taken and warns the other males to back off. But standing before the mirror now, Haven only stared at her bare neck. There was no mark. “ He didn’t do it … he never marked you.” “ But why?!” Haven spun around, her confused eyes landed on the older woman still standing besides her bed. She couldn’t understand it. Why did he refuse to mark her ?

“I’ll let you shower; then we can get this over with; no need to drag it out.” I hear Sara’s audible swallow. “So, that’s it? You got what you wanted, now your throwing me out?” The hurt in Sara’s voice is not lost on me. “Of course not, Sara. But what happened yesterday was hardly your choice. I took your virginity, your choices, and I marked you.” Unconsciously, her hand finds the mark between her neck and shoulder. “Why did you bite me, and why is it so big?” I shift and turn on my hip. “When we wolves find our mate, we mark them, making them ours. The mark can be anything, something that symbolises the pairing.

Would’ve I was dead? I quickly got up from my bed, turning on the lights. I ran over to my mirror and looked at myself in horror. There was a huge bite mark on my right shoulder. It was still slightly red, but it couldn’t have healed this quickly. I ran my hands over the new sore, grimacing when I felt pain. It wasn’t a dream?

“Yea, I’m hungry, and I need to get something accomplished today. I don’t even know what day it is. We’ve torn this house apart. There’s broken furniture, blood stains, ripped carpet, and remnants of a lot of sex, all over this place. Add to that I’m marked, and I’m definitely a wolf. A freshly marked she-wolf means I’ll be coming into heat very soon.” “Damn.” “Damn? That’s all you got, Evander? Damn. We don’t even know what happens when vampires get marked. Do they get marked? Do they have a heat? I know they’re more sexually active than wolves, but do they have heats?” “Wait, vamps are more sexually active than wolves?” asked Andrew as he was walking into the breakfast nook. “Yea, they’re

"More marks. MORE." He entered her from behind....brutally, violently, all thirteen inches slamming home so hard Eve's vision whited out. Then his fangs found her shoulder blade. Another bite. Another mark. His teeth sinking deep enough to scrape bone, marking her so thoroughly that the scar would be permanent even with her healing factor. "MINE," Rex snarled with each marking bite. Shoulder. Other shoulder. The back of her neck. The curve where her neck met her shoulder. Her hip. The soft flesh of her inner thigh when he flipped her again.

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.

I gasped, “Clark… You we’re invincible right now?” “I’m not that foolish to make these mortals watch me brand my mate” His voice became softer, “Now you can hear my thoughts and with his mark, I can find you anywhere even under the layers of earth” He lifted his sleeve, revealing a small snake tattoo on his arm, “This is the Nobu” He explains, “This is the mark that binds a Vampire to his mate” I stared in disbelief, “You did what? Are you crazy?” “It is tradition my dear” he chuckled darkly.

After seeing the look on her mate's face, her smile dropped, and she rushed over to him, "what's wrong?" Gore moved his head to the right for her to see. "This." Gore looked down at her with a raised brow. "Well you know how when wolves mate, and the two are left with matching marks to show everyone that they are mates, it's the same thing with vampires." Harlow explained, then moved her hair away for him to see the same flower. "Umm," Gore stood up, and in no time his lips were on Harlow's neck, sucking and licking at the markings there.

A mark is a symbol placed onto the skin, signifying a connection between two parties. It is known, a Vampire’s mark works very similarly to a Werewolf’s. A connection is established between two parties, a bond formed as the mark heals on skin. A mark will heighten emotions and feelings of intimacy. Once complete, a mark will not fade from skin. The symbol is permanent, as is the bond between two souls. Completion of the mark involves both parties adorning the same symbol followed by the process of physically mating.