Black Moon Lilith Tattoo Studio Novels & Stories

it crooned. “Shenanigans,” I said. “Many are afoot tonight,” the gargoyle said wistfully. He retracted back up, and the boy opened the door for me. I stepped into the entrance hall to find nude and semi-nude figures sprawled across the floor and furniture. I recognized the incubus twins from the Beard Society, their arms around a short, round succubus. All three were asleep. Several lilitu sat in a circle in a corner, smoking hookah. Further on, Matilda stood at an easel, painting what lay before her: a grinning satyr lying on a divan. He had a huge belly, a huge beard, and a huge reason to look so cheerfully confident.

She wanted her to feel to the last moments of her life, just as she did when was on the surface with Miguel. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Maria and Juan arrived at Miguel's home where the ritual was to take place. They prepared everything they needed and sat down in a circle. Following the instructions in the book, Maria drew an inverted pentagram on the floor with chalk and in the center she wrote the names of the Lords of the Underworld: Samael and Lilith. In the very center of the pentagram she placed Lilith's amulet and a black feather as a symbol of Samael. Then Mary lit three black candles and passed one to each of those present, and lit incense from her candle. Then she began reciting a Latin fo

A familiar ache tightened my chest. But I refused to cry. Tears were a luxury I couldn't afford. I collected every shard and sealed them in a velvet pouch. The last of my illusions about Miles, now just broken pieces. The next morning, I walked into the best tattoo parlor in Chicago. "I need a cover-up," I told the artist, a man known for his dark, gothic style. He glanced at the small 'M' on my lower back. "Covering up a name?" "It was a mistake," I said, my voice flat. "I want a black phoenix. Rising from ashes."

The locker room was empty now and I threw my bag across the room angrily then went straight to the showers and stripped out of my practice clothes before stepping under the cold water. After a few minutes I stepped out and faced the mirror. My gaze dropped to my chest. The tattoo stared back at me. A wolf paw over my heart and letters beneath it. N.B. Noah Blackthorn. I had gotten it a few years after he died. A way to carry him with me. Now it felt like something else entirely. A mark. A brand. Proof of exactly what I was. The monster who destroyed Aria’s life. ** please follow me on i,n,s,t,a,,g,r,a,m: authormiragreen

Blackmoon once shrouded in the shadows of manipulation, now stood as a beacon of celestial purity. As the pink sun dipped below the horizon, casting a cascade of pastel hues across the Blackmoon landscape, Luna's celestial aura seemed to blend seamlessly with the cosmic tapestry of Blackmoon. The source of manipulation had been dismissed, and the Blackmoon enclave revelled in the newfound clarity that adorned its Blackmoon streets.

and the one whose gaze now chilled me to my core. "Ailith?" Lena's voice, barely a whisper, made me flinch. My childhood friend emerged from the shadows, her eyes wide with concern. The intricate pack-bond tattoos on her arms pulsed with a faint blue light, reflecting her unease. "What's happening? Why did Kael summon the Bloodmoon Council?"

“I wasn’t the one that changed her. She fell in love with my friend. She changed because of love” “How disappointing… To think someone like her would be so foolish” Black smoke starts emitting from her body and within seconds the basement is covered in total darkness. I could hear her growling “I will destroy you Mason Woods” “Many have tried but I’m still here” “You haven’t met me” “Well, so haven’t you” I bring forth my hand in total concentration “I command this darkness to expel at the sound of my voice” A bright light shines in the basement expelling the dark and blinding Lilith

Right there, above her navel is the mark. I take in the black and white flowers tattooed over her right shoulder. The delicate leaves end right beneath her key bone and it seems to climb behind her shoulder too. A black lily climbs its way up the side of her left hip. The same lily in white is wrapped around yhe the black one snaking down it.

Tillamuk pointed out. I nodded at him. Xlythenteum more than any of us knows what those two packs are capable of. He came to us after his clan was wiped out. His father tried to kidnap the previous Luna of the Blue Lunar Eclipse Pack. Xlythenteum’s mother was not his father’s fated mate and for some reason he had developed an obsession with the Luna. Xlythenteum is half vampire and half wolf. His mother was the daughter of an alpha that his father kidnapped years before. She happened to be someone else's fated mate, but he had become obsessed with her. Xlythenteum had been away when the pack attacked his clan. His father was the first one killed which was not unexpected. The only other to su

The girls had chosen this spot for its energy—a natural convergence point where the earth’s magic pooled like water. Freda lit the black candles with a whispered word, their flames burning unnaturally blue. Pru scattered a circle of salt mixed with crushed obsidian, the grains glittering like crushed stars. Rita laid out the parchment—yellowed with age, borrowed from Gogo’s private stash—and the silver dagger, its blade etched with runes. "Ready?" Freda asked. Rita nodded. Pru grinned.