Vampire Marks Novels & Stories

“As you can see, this girl is marked in a similar fashion to the others. Not a scar, and certainly not a burn. But there is something particular about this mark that sets her aside from the rest. This mark…is the mark of a devil.” Gasps moved through the crowd. Some vampires shuffled closer to get a better look at the mark. Others lifted spectacles and prepared to raise their bids. How ridiculous. Ava’s mark was not the mark of the devil; it was a scar. Not like mine, and not like any other girl who had stood behind that curtain, baring their birthmarks for the world to see.

I asked as I looked back down at the body, he pulled down the cloth from the head down to the toe. "The previous slitters' body brought in here didn't have this long mark," he fixed his gloves and used his hands to draw the long line on the body "Stretching from its neck to the chest, this one also has its eyes plucked out" he explained. My eyes fell on the mark, the slitter's skin now turning purple, the discoloration spreading like a venomous stain "This isn't a vampire's work" I muttered under my breath. If a vampire inflicts a mark on another creature, the line would always be a neat cut, but this one was already decaying and had shades of purple in them.

I rambled out quickly while he just chuckled, shaking his head. "It's okay Victoria. As I said, it was selfish of me to put you through that." God what am I gonna do with this man? "I met her when I was eighteen. I was thrilled and eager, so I took her home and marked her, claiming her as mine" He continued. "What do you mean by you marked her?" Is that some kind of werewolf thing? Oh my gosh did he pee on her?! "A mark is a claim that a male wolf puts on his mate, to show unmated wolves to stay away, also mixing both of our scents" He explained slowly with a nervous look on his face.

"Try to be supportive — she's having a breakdown." "That's not what I meant." Talia pulled back, and for the first time since I'd woken up, her playfulness vanished completely. Her eyes were dead serious, and something about that seriousness frightened me more than the pain in my collarbone had. "I meant you need to get rid of that mark. Fast. A vampire's mark isn't like anything else, Leslie. It's not just a claim — it's a chain.It's designed to be possessive, to draw you to him the second his presence hits you, whether you want it to or not. It doesn't ask permission. It doesn't care what you feel. It just pulls — and the longer it sits on your skin, the deeper it roots. Some marks can't b

There, clear as day against his pale skin, was a mark. A snake with wings sticking out, elegant, dark, and glowing faintly with vampire magic. My breath shattered in my chest, turning labored and heavy. It was something I had never seen or heard of before. “That is a mating mark.” Henry said proudly. “Show me yours now, Harley!” My knees turned weaker than they already were. That mark wasn’t on my skin, not a trace of it. I didn’t even know Carlos was supposed to give me this mark as well. I thought...

"Manuel? What do you mean? We had a great time and you even bit me to drink from me… look at this… all these marks and I don't know if they will go away." My heart dropped when I noticed the two puncture wounds on her neck where her mate mark should be. She also had bite marks all over her body. Since I was in vampire mode last night, my bite wouldn't mark a she-wolf. Vampires aren't able to mark their mates and thank the goddess for that. I lowered my gaze and hastily put on my clothes. "Those marks will heal within the day. I'm sorry Natalie. Please forget what happened. It was never my intention." I said and walked away, disgust coiling in my gut and feeling like a total dick.

He went after her. Every male vampire marks their mates by biting them on the chest. That would ward off any males around their females. That was a sign of marking their territories. A silent proclamation that whoever dares to approach their mates will result in death. "That's the tragic part. I couldn't. Not without Calvin. But my mate would kill me if he found out I already had a child. He would do the same to you." "I will defend both of you," he proudly said.

He is the strongest Vampire who has never failed to fulfill his task but today he is showing his incapable side. " I dare not to lie, Master! The Mark indeed belongs to the Leader. I saw that on her neck! Even I tried to -!" " Evan Martin!" He growls at him, " No vampire can be marked. Marks only for weak and low species like Wolves to control their weak people. How did she get marked if she is a vampire?" " Maybe - She is like Leader. A hybrid!" " Leader can't be marked." " But he can mark others!" Evan Martin, a handsome vampire who has no age information about himself, looks at the elder with a disappointment.

I paused, letting the words hang heavily in the air. "You and I also know that those marks are not just mere marks. You know it can only be our kind that can put such marks on humans. What the humans call a disease spreading among them is from our kind." “It’s not proven Mr Vitmoz, you can‘t accuse a vampire of such when you have not seen any of them do it.” “It's not proven?” I scoffed wide-eyed. Even after rebirth, nothing about him has changed. “Only a vampire can leave such a mark on whatever body they drink from.” With that said, he went silent.

“Look here are the bottles you smash into the vampires or submerge your weapon in when attacking. I labeled them, and they are Purple V for the vampires. Green Z for Zombies are what I used to help at least subdue them. However, I don't know how effective it may work on them due to their makeup.” “Amber that is terrific. I looked up some information my good friend Marco had provided me about attacking them. He said chopping off their head and burning them has been working so far. However, he told me they are very strong, very resilient, and seem driven by orders.” Alex adds while examining her bottles of mixtures she had put together.