Novel & Cerita What My Cutie Mark

They just appeared out of nowhere. I shrugged. “I got the piercings for fun.” “What do the tattoos represent?” Matt asked me. “The butterflies I got for fun, the stars I got because my best friend dared me to, the dagger I was born with, and the wolf is my mate mark,” I replied. “What do you mean mate mark? A mate mark is NOT that huge!” Viola argued. “Silas has the exact same wolf on his back and we didn’t exactly go to a tattoo parlour,” I explained.

Just imagining the face of his girlfriend made him happy already. "Alright, It tastes good and it is not that sweet compare to when I heard you say the components inside the tart. Overall, It looks good and tastes good, I want this dessert to be served later as well, I will signal the waiter when they can serve this so make another one that maybe looks like this" Cain showed Eiji the ring that he will be giving to his girlfriend. Eiji asked if he could take a picture of it so that he won't forget the right image of the ring that he will be imitating.

Within seconds, I could feel the intricate filigree of my mark beginning to etch itself into her delicate skin. Roxy's eyes widened, and she gasped softly as the sensation washed over her. I watched, mesmerized, as my mark took shape, the intricate patterns and swirls emerging on her skin like a work of art. Once the mark was complete, I smiled, feeling an overwhelming sense of pride and possession. I gently pulled my hand away, admiring my handiwork, and drinking in the sight of Roxy, now forever bearing my mark.

He began to speak, and my heart leaped in my chest. “A mate mark, my dear human, is a claim. It is not only a scribbled tattoo but also a deeper connection. Their souls intervene, and their hearts and minds create bonds. The mark changes your smell, telling everyone else you are taken. If you are claimed by someone else, nobody will touch you or look at you for too long.” It sounded like a fairy tale love story, both surreal and intimate. Every word that left his lips brushed against my skin, invisible claws reaching for my heart and mind. It was soothing, tempting, and breathtaking.

He said. I ignore his statement and touch the mark by myself to know if it'll electrify me but it didn't. Then why did it electrified me just now? I asked myself mentally. *That's because he's not our mate!* Scar said. *Huh?!* *That's a mark given to us by our mate.. to show his territory.. others can't touch it!* She explains vaguely. I sighs and shut her out, I'll ask Xander to explain it better later when I get home.

A triumphant smile curled on my lips the moment the last word left my throat, and I felt something seal on my skin. “Show me,” Blade said after I removed my fingers from both our skins. He cupped the other side of my neck, and I titled my head, showing him what I did to his mark. Blade’s mark on me was a crescent moon, but I added three small stars around it. Whilst I had marked him with three stars, similar to what I have. “Beautiful…” He said, his eyes softening as his thumb brushed over my marked skin. “And what did you do with mine?”

Adults turn into bizarre creatures the moment they hold a baby, I muse. I pull Maya’s gown over her breasts and fold my arms around her. “You are home, my love.” I flutter my lips over the mark on her shoulder. She gasps and looks down. “What is that?” “It’s called a mate mark. It’s our version of a…wedding ring, I guess.” I pull my shirt aside. “I have one too, see?” She stares at my shoulder, then falls backward and starts laughing. “This is so fucked up.”

Glinda hissed. “Lura can’t hit me and you can’t hit me anymore! I’m a grown damn elf. Only my future mate can hit me.” He waved his finger around. “Pull on the damn leash, but don’t hit my pretty head! It’s why I don’t think without speaking as it is!” My body tensed, coming out behind Creed. “But I have mark here.” I pointed to my neck sheepishly. “Aren’t you cute! That, my dear, is a hickie, not a true mark. He temporarily marked you, that’s all that is.” Glinda pulled on the leash hard enough that Daine fell backwards in the grass with a yelp.

The girl asked with her bright sapphire eyes and I was drawn into her charms and cuteness. " Yes Hera" I reply with a smile. " Can I see your mate mark?" my smile suddenly fly away when she ask to see my mate mark. What mark is that? A mate mark? I don't know what she is talking about. " My mate mark?" I asked curiously and she nodded. " Can I see it?" She requested acting all cute. " You mean my mate mark?" I asked again to be sure of what she is talking about. Hera POV

"Please?" "Depends alpha..... can I mark you?" She requested cutely. "Please... call me Troy. We're mates now" I chuckled at her and I felt her nod in opposition to me. "Yes, you can mark me" I said excitedly. "Will it hurt if I go over your historical mark?" She asked sadly. "I do not prefer to harm you". "No, I promise I'll only experience it" I smiled at her, rubbing my thumb gently across her cheek.