What My Cutie Mark Novels & Stories

Satisfied, I held both communicators side by side. Percy stared. "…" I smiled brightly. "See? They match." He looked helpless. "Is this necessary?" "Of course." "Why?" I lifted my communicator. "This." Then pointed at his. "And this, are our couple's marks." His eyes widened slightly. "My what?" "Our symbol." I smiled mischievously. "Our mating mark." He nearly choked."Rue. What?" His ears were red again. "Don't say strange things."

"You're going to cut out your mark? Do you really think that's a good idea?" I huffed, Kacie taking up all of my attention, and I sighed as I caressed her cheek, feeling frustrated. "I don't know, but she's not getting better, Tilda," I said morosely, my gaze settling on my sister. "This might be the only way to make sure she does." "What does that mean for your bond?" asked Doctor Pia, her voice hushed slightly, and I could tell she was frightened about sneaking out. "I don't know. We aren't even sure it's intact now. If cutting out my mark is going to help Kacie, then I'll do it."

Was you drinking my blood part of that process? I smile just a little "No that was just for pleasure both mine and yours but the first bite I did was a part of the process. It is known as marking, it lets others of my kind know that you belong to me and no-one can touch you without dealing with me, the other part of the marking was when you were sucking on the junction between my shoulder and neck. Do you remember me making that small cut in that same spot? "Yes, you tasted so wonderful."

He pulled away suddenly and threw his head back. For several moments we both panted in the dark. Gabe lay beside me and pulled me into his arms. He gently touched my shoulder and grimaced. "It's fine," I said dismissively. Gabe shook his head. "No," he said. "You don't understand." I frowned and cuddled closer to him. "Explain it, then." "It's the mate mark," he said. He ran his fingers around the shallow puncture wounds. "A scar that shows you've been claimed. I almost did it without asking."

He explains. “Marked me?” I squeak, not understanding what this means. “Marking is like claiming that this person is mine for life" He says, prowling towards me. "The we can make a fake one like the scent" I opined through my ignorance. Damian laughed in a way that made my pulse spike. “A mark,” He begins, hooking his finger under the spaghetti strap of my gown and tugging it off my shoulder, “Cam only be exchanged between true lovers or mates"

he asserted as I eyed him longingly. “We can get some baby items as well since you will have the pup in a couple of months,” he added, and I nodded as I lowered my eyes in regret. “Why are you sad?” Side-eyeing him, I muttered, “I wanted to have a mate mark.” Grinning slightly he sighed, “ I see. Um, do you want me to mark you? It's not the same as you wolves.” Furrowing my brow I asked curiously what he meant. “My fae mate mark is more like your Crescent Moon and would be a butterfly,” he explained sheepishly, bringing a smile to my face.

He was purely helping his brother. “Great. Thanks.” I snapped. “You are a bitch sometimes, you know that?” “Uh-huh.” “Just because I had to mark you doesn’t mean you can't have all that you dreamed of with another guy, Cora. This mark was purely one to save your life. Once this is done, and you are well enough, we will reject one another. Our matebond is only partial anyway, so it will never fully develop. And then when you find a guy you think is the one, you get all the rainbows and butterflies. The glitter and unicorn farts that you are craving.”

“What do you mean?” “After a mating ceremony, it won’t look like a bite mark anymore. It could look like anything, for example, a rose, a wolf howling, claws and so on. Being my mate, you’ll get something that has to do with the sun and if you were able to mark me, I’d get something that has to do with the moon. It’ll look like a tattoo.” “Oh.”

" Well, this isn't a killer learning area!" V4 answered. " Oh! Just tell him! His birthday is just a month away! What difference can it make?!" V6 pestered. " * Sigh!* Fine! Versions can only have one child and that's only with the fated mate that bears your betrothed mark. Not knight mark! Betrothed mark. Totally different but slightly similar to the mark. The Knight mark is biting long enough for a Version symbol to appear, the betrothed mark is biting and pumping your own magical essence in. Whatever you do, don't use the betrothed mark until Misaki gives you the order. Unless you want your only wife and child to be killed by V0... Understand?"

Smile hadn’t left even for a second since I woke up. “You gave me the moon and peace-lily,” he said. “Uh?” He smiled and his eyes directed me to the bite mark on his neck. I flipped him under me in amusement. My heart pounded in my chest when I looked at the result of my mark. Once a person was marked, their partner’s bite mark on them would turn into what looked like a bruised tattoo. The bite mark shaped into a tattoo that was a special symbol between the partners. It symbolised the meaning their partner added to their life.