Air Nomad Tattoo Novels & Stories

“Oh my Goddess, yes, we so should.” Otto wanted to run his hand down his face, as his friends would. He doubted that he would be the last wolf to have wondered what had happened to Nora since no one had heard from her. He had a tattoo on his right shoulder, a Moon Lotus flower. He had it done two years after he couldn’t find her; he had noticed she used to draw them in the margin of her notebooks. He asked her once what it was for she told him it was a pack tradtion it was to allow the Goddess to see that these who marked their work with is to see that they had learned her teachings. He had it done to show the Goddess he had learned from his mistakes and the pain that he had caused. Instead,

She said they were part of her, and she didn’t want to hide them. Her breasts were on full display, because the top was low-v cut and the bottom had layers that moved when she spun around. "Goddess, you look perfect." I said, giving her a quick kiss. "Thanks Ash, now your surprise?" I was wearing a suit, I thought I would dress the part. It was a navy suit with a white shirt underneath. I rolled my sleeve up and revealed my tattoo. "It’s AARO for Aeryn Allana Rey Omari and ERO for Elora Rayne Omari."

Mace's jaw remained clenched, his emotions buried deep within his chiseled features. Nysaa, seated in the passenger's seat, was a stark contrast to the tension that gripped the driver. Her fiery sapphire eyes had finally given in to exhaustion, and her cherry-red lips were parted ever so slightly as she slumbered. Her short, dark brown hair framed her face in wild, untamed waves, giving her a carefree appearance, even in her sleep.

His lips touching my skin like if he doesn’t kiss me his life will end. The bite sent my body shaking unable to hold in all the pleasure. I still feel it when I think about it. My new tattoo is everything I wanted it to be. “N” covered in fur with Blue Moon behind it. A “V” covered in fur with a Blue Moon behind it is being added to Nathan’s collarbone. “Everyone is going to wonder why a V and not a T,” I tease him. “You are getting my common name on you.”

It’s like a really faint tattoo without the ink. I shut the water off so I can look at it closely. It’s an infinity mark with a single vertical band running around the middle, and two dots on both ends of the band.

/“In Vegas. He was with some wolves I didn’t recognize. I didn’t approach, but I know it was him— he still has the fucking tattoo.” The matching tattoo they got when they were still friends. Before the mate bond tore them apart. The room feels like it’s spinning for a second, and I have to force myself to stay calm. If Zane is alive … fuck, that changes everything for Orion. But we can’t deal with that right now. Aeron needs me, and whatever is going on with Zane will have to wait. For now. Nero clears his throat, pulling me out of my thoughts. “Everything alright?” he asks, his voice low. He knows something’s off, but he’s waiting for us to tell him.

The moon hung high above the clearing, a pale, watchful eye spilling light between the trees. Shadows danced across the forest floor, flickering with the flames of the bonfire at the center of the gathering. Over fifty wolves stood encircling it—warriors, scouts, hunters, shoulder to shoulder in tense formation. Their eyes shimmered in the firelight, each one fixed on the figure at the center. Noah.