Crescent Moon Tattoo Wrist Novels & Stories

I pulled away slowly, but then he caught my wrist, his thump resting on my pulse before he picked out one of the chains carefully and fastened it on my wrists. I stared at it. Crescent moon shaped with an engraved wolf sign on it. I smiled softly while staring at it. “Why a half moon?” I asked and he rubbed the chain slightly before placing the other chain on my hand. “Here. Help me with it,” he said, voice calm. His phone pinged, but he ignored it and kept his gaze on me. I helped him with it and when I was done, I lifted my gaze and found him staring at me — calmly.

Just held my gaze, gold flecks in his eyes catching the lantern light and holding it like secrets. I looked away first. My fingers curled in my lap. “Where’s my anklet?” He stood slowly. Reached into an inner pocket of his cloak. The silver chain dangled from his fingers. the crescent moon charm swinging gently. My heart tripped over itself. He stepped closer. Close enough that I had to tilt my head back to meet his eyes. “You want it?” he asked, voice low. “Yes.” He leaned in.Just near enough that I could feel the heat coming off him.

Then a burning pain shot through my wrist. I hissed and grabbed my arm. “What the hell?” A glowing mark slowly formed on my skin, like something being carved with fire. A crescent moon. Kael stared at my wrist in shock. “Aurelia… what is that?” Lyra’s eyes widened. “That’s not just any mark…” I swallowed hard, the pain still searing. “I don’t know…”

It indeed looked beautiful. "I'm sorry, my Luna," yelled the taller and fairer maid as she assisted her in tightening the ropes on her gown, bowing her head slightly and crossing her fingers. Sheila noticed just then on her wrist that there was a tattoo of two identical crescent moons facing back against each other. Sparing a quick look at Ria's wrist, she also had such a mark, and also the other maid with ginger red hair had similar markings. Now that she has thought about it, every wolf and member she has encountered within the Crescent North pack all have similar markings.

It did not have a picture of the moon dust pendant but it did have a little information on it. Over 5000 years ago, the moon dust pendant was the only cure for the ill mythical creatures. Herbs would be given to the sick creature then the necklace would be placed around their necks to speed the process. This saved a hundred werewolves and made them a lot stronger than before. Wolfs bane and the mood dust pendant if it comes in contact with each other can harm whoever is close by. The moon goddess’s love and protection mixed with the harsh poisonous wolfs bane can only cause chaos. And it can also damage the pendant.

“But the lingerie will definitely be a hit!” Maya shook her head and pulled out a small box. “Here,” she said, handing it to me. “It’s just something small. Something to put on your bracelet.” I opened the box, and nestled inside was a tiny, rose gold crescent moon charm, with Swarovski crystals embedded into the curve. “It’s because you’ll be the Crescent Lake luna,” Maya told me. “It’s beautiful,” I told her, looking at her with a smile. “Thank you,” I added, taking her hand and squeezing it.

I walked through its doors, down a seemingly endless aisle lined with the royal advisors, the guard—including Jordan—and the royal family, who stood closest to the reverend at the steps. I stopped at the base of the steps while the reverend recited ancient words. Then I knelt as he descended to me, continuing the incantation until the needle touched my skin. It was just like any other tattoo—the sting of a needle striking again and again into the flesh of my neck. I already knew what it would be: I had seen the crest many times before. A black shield edged in crimson, crowned with silver and obsidian points shaped like crescents. At its heart, a silver moon cradled a black wolf with its head

She continued with a look on her face as though she was present when it all happened. ”The moon goddess heard their cries and gave them a secret recipe for a tattoo ink that contained potent magic enough to act as a shield, and to honor her for her blessings, they chose the crescent moon” She rubbed her tattoo for emphasis on the point she’d made. I sighed, finally piecing the puzzle together. “Even after the war, the tattoos remained in our pack as a revered tradition and it's been saving our lives since then” She shrugged as though she hadn't just shared a secret of an extinct pack.

I pulled it out, the weight of it surprising my wrists. When I turned it over in the pale sunlight, my breath caught tightly in my throat. A cold, sharp rush of blood roared in my ears, making my fingers go completely numb. Pressed into the hardened red wax was the emblem of a howling wolf beneath a crescent moon. The Silver Moon crest.

he asked. “My name is Lil—” I glimpsed a tattoo right above his sleeve line, “This is going to sound weird, but— Is it ok if I touch you?” I nervously asked him. “Yea, sure... I guess that's fine,” he mumbled. Slowly I shifted his t-shirt sleeve, revealing the rest of the tattoo to me. It was a tattoo of a crescent moon, with what seems to be a hidden message or an ancient language written on the inside of it. I swiftly pulled away in fear, because I recognized this strange symbol, I have dreamt of this crescent, night after night as a child watching over my dreams in a third person's perspective.