Shadow Marked

Calista's fear is greater then she can ever imagine. Once she's thrown into this world she knows there's no going back. People, things, there after her coveting the human shadow marked. In a world where anything is possible Calista learns secrets are just a part of the territory and there are some things she will never get the chance to know.

P.S. I do own and took the photo used to create this cover, and i'm sorry for any spelling or gramatic errors, i'm not the best at it, but by the time i finish this book i will make sure all errors are fixed. Thank you

Rissa Marie Copyright 2014: All Rights Reserved


35. chapter 33

Chapter Thirty three

    Calista P.O.V

    “Sweetie it's time to get up.” Amir said placing soft kisses on my face.

    “But why.” I wined turning over.

    “Its nearly noon and I have a day planned for us.” he said bringing me back to him.

    “Cant it wait?” I asked.

    “Well, if you insist, but you did say you wanted to be bonded after the wedding, and I have a day planned..” He droned on getting out of bed.

    “Oh alright, but can I have cheesecake for breakfast?”

    “Whatever you want sweetie.” He said kissing my cheek. Swinging my legs over the bed. Getting out of bed I stood up stretching my sleep Impaired limbs.   

    “Now go get dressed.” He said gently smacking my but.

    “Hey you be good!” I reprimanded grumpy from sleep, he only chucked saying he was going to be right back with my cheesecake and I would get it once I was dressed. Men I scoffed, Always having to have these negotiations, when are they going to learn that women are always right even when we're wrong.


    After putting my hair up in a braided bun I left a few strands of curls out to frame my face. Smoothing out my lilac purple gown I walked out of the room for the day Amir had planned. The bonding ceremony would take place tonight. We would pick out our symbols separately, we would each give the other something that shows them how you feel about them. A witch would take a drop of our blood and place it in the chalice. This was a silver chalice that had magical ruins and words of the fae etched into the medal. In the cup would be the potion that would bind our souls together and our lives together. That meant if I died then exactly three hours later would be the time Amir would die. It was three hours because three hours is the time that the Fae believe it takes for a soul to move to its next life. The Fae were the only ones who died when there bonded did, it was because when a fae bonds they also bond their powers together, meaning that a Fae bonded pair is much stronger than a non bonded pair.   I did not want to do the ceremony just because of that, but he has assured me that if I had died that he would take his own life always. Frowning at the thought I took Amir’s hand in mine protectively.  

    “You alright?”

    “I just don’t want to lose you.” I admitted. Stopping he looked into my eyes, kissing my nose he rested his forehead against mine.  

    “You won't.” He promised. Nodding my head we walked to the garden. He had planned a lunch for us in my favorite part of the garden. Complete with cheesecake, sparkling cider and all sorts of fruits, cheeses and crackers.  We spent the afternoon laying in the sun talking about memories, smiling at new plans we had made for the future. As the sun started to set I was sad to see him go, but we both needed to prepare for the bonding ceremony.


    After three hours I was dressed in the long white dress that was a custom to the ritual, Amir would be wearing a black robe, the two opposite colors represented the fact that we will complete one another once bonded. In my hand were the Fae words we would say to complete the bond and in the other was a cord wrapped in red cloth. The red cloth was a symbol for passion, the cord was five different types of ribbon all blessed by the elements. This symbolized how I would be complete once I was bonded with him, and that I will always love him. I knew he would understand my symbol because we had once talked about how the elements when alone were powerful, but when mingled together created a strong pure force, it had reminded us of what it felt like during a bonding ceremony. Well this is it I said to my reflection.  Moving a few curls to behind my ear I gathered my skirts walking outside.  

    The night showed a clear star filled sky. The moon hung high beyond the trees. Candles were lined side by side as a pathway. At the top of the hill I could see Amir and the witch that would perform the ceremony. Flying up to the top of the hill I was greeted by smiles of kindness and love. I immediately recognized the witch as the one who gave me the chocolates. Getting down on our knees we presented one another with our symbols. Smiling like an idiot I handed mine to Amir as he handed me his. Opening the small velvet box was a necklace, the necklace was a delicate white gold chain, at the bottom was a teardrop shaped glass and inside of it was a preserved orange blossom which meant eternal love. On our honeymoon he had promised under the light of the full moon in the hills that he would love me eternally and wholeheartedly.

    “Do you both accept the symbol the other has offered?” She asked.  Looking at one another with love in our eyes we said I do. Handing us the small dagger I handed him my hand, running the knife against my palm the witch held the chalice under my now bleeding hand. Doing the same to him she said a few words over the potion and handed it to me. After drinking the flower smelling liquid I handed it to Amir. The wind blew gently as the animals of the night created music for us to hear.

    “ni het loumoro se het lun, ou halis un welbar shalka” she pronounced the Fae language softly.  In the light of the moon you bind one another eternally.  

    “Meins de.” we said. We do.  

    “you both may now say the words of your ancestors to complete the bonding.” her voice rang through the night while she looked down upon us.

    “ni het loumoro se het lun, meins halis un welbar shalka, shalla aligha meins sal cal menda shalla aligha ea sentul, entier ea chena” we said the words that many fae before us had said. In the light of the moon we bind one another eternally, with love we say these words with love and respect forever and always. Once the ancient words were said a soft light glowed around us, creating a golden haze threw our love filled eyes. Feeling our souls dance and mend to one another before returning to our bodies but not without a piece of our bond's soul in place of one they took. Opening up our minds we could now hear one another’s thoughts and feel emotions. We could now tap into each others powers and see threw the others eyes. On our waists to our backs would be a mark, the mark of the bonded. Their would reside the ancient fae text we said tonight along with our bonded’s name. the words would be surrounded by the element that we control. I could not wait to see what it looked like.

    “Calista..” Amir said with fear struck eyes.


    “Why do you have a Vampire’s soul mates mark on your neck!” he screamed. Running over to the pond gazed at my reflection, the mark of a crescent moon slowly faded into my skin, it was as if a spell was hiding it from our sight. Inside the moon was Fae text along with vampire language. Why would I have the mark of a vampire’s soul mate!!  Why does it have Fae text inside of it. What the heck was going on!

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