Hecate Tattoo Novels & Stories

“So, she is part demon? One of Dante’s sprogs that slipped through the net?” “No,” Lucas leaned forward to rest his elbows on his knees as a weary sigh escaped him. “Atlas and Amos don’t have wolf spirits remember? Chloe does; Hecate.” “Hecate? What kind of name is that?” “It’s the name of a Greek goddess. As far as we can tell, only the Wolfe line has a wolven spirit with a Greek name. Even Sierra and Alvaro don’t have them. So, how come she has one?” Lucas raised an eyebrow, hazel eyes darkening as the questions piled up. “I think we need to make a call.”

Hades naming Proserpina after Persephone was a move meant to pacify his wife since he's bringing his kid to their home. I don't think I had the time to explain it more in the story but the tattoo that Alastor mentioned "peeking on the back of Proserpina's neck" is actually a swirling petal of a black spider lily that reaches down to her spine. It turns red whenever she fails a mission or misses a kill. The book cover is what I imaged it looks like.

He quickly grabbed the sharp knife in his coat with his other hand and attack Zitrey, however as quick as lightning his opponent get a hold of his hand once again, without even blinking and taking away her gaze at Z. Since awhile ago, when X kicked this scaredy-cat's ass, her stare didn't leave at Z's nape as it shows a peculiar tattoo; a silver moon with a skull inside of it. The skull was penetrated by a dark blue bullet on its frontal lobe. Black clouds surround the skull and the silver moon as if it symbolizes 'death' or 'darkness'. Seeing this Zitrey cold expression became darker. "X sort out your things immediately." their Boss commanded. He still wears that warm aura yet has a cool an

"Not even a toe?" "Not even a nail," I confirmed. "Okay," he said holding the amulet out to me. "Really?!" I exclaimed unable to hide my joy and disbelief. "But if there is one single sign of Milly's intentions changing, I will personally rip it from her myself. And we will monitor 24/7, okay?" "Okay," I said taking it from him and holding it in my hand. I hadn't really had the chance to look at it until now. It was quite pretty too: shiny silver with the symbol of Hecate on the front and the constellation of Aries on the back- each star being a tiny white diamond.

“They are the Moon Triad, composed of Artemis, the virgin goddess of the crescent moon, mother of human souls; Selene, the goddess of the full moon and our actual mother, since it was she who created the wolves, therefore, she is our protector; and Hecate, goddess of the waning moon, wisdom, mother of witches, and mother of Lycans. “Oh, my goddess!” “Hecate caused the coma because she needed to cast a spell on me, as Aika was remembering a lot of her past life. Hecate explained that if Aika continued to remember, we could not get the true potential of our power. Part of the balance of my power is my mates.” “Excuse me honey, did you say mates?” “That’s right, mom. Mates. Eric is one of them.

it usually the other way around. “Tell me something my dear child…” Hecate speaks as she passed me the cup, “What is it you desire?” she said and I saw the ominous look on her face, I don’t know if she was angry or I was just intimidated by her aura. Or is it my body who just immediately summits to her voice. Hecate, she wore a simple black robe, her hair were jet black, a beautiful shade of black with brown mixed with it. her eyes were filled with the mysteries we couldn’t fathom and her aura was that of divine.

The whole place looks scary and weird, I thrived, but I maintained my posture as my mother spares me a glance. At the entrance of the cave, the face of mother Shipton was engraved on it, the mother of all witches. A good friend of Selena the mother of werewolves, Queen Shipton was also called Aradia meaning queen of witches. Turning to my left, Hecate was also engraved on the wall. The chief goddess presiding over magic and spells, she is a great goddess capable of both good and evil. She was associated with witchcraft, magic, the Moon, doorways, and creatures of the night like hell-hounds and ghosts.

It was almost not noticeable due to how tiny it was on the map, but people often visited it for tourism purposes and its beautiful history. The structure had been there for twenty decades, where the people of Sechester often worshipped their deity, the goddess Hecate. Hecate was known to be the chief goddess in charge of magic and spells. She was the Greek goddess of witchcraft, necromancy, ghosts, the night, and the moon. Kira passed by two pillars erected for the goddess in front of the temple- they were known to wade off evil. She yanked the torch nearby and tossed it towards a chandelier nearby.

Alcaeus Chloros, as the head of the Hermes familia, god of travellers, robbers flocks and trickery, the red tattoo on a Hermes familia being a Ram. From the Familia that wields the greatest impact, to the lowest of them all. Calista, wife of Dimitris Aetos, daughter of the Hera familia, goddess of marriage and the life of a woman, the blue tattoo on a Hera familia being a Peacock. Myra, wife of Michalis Laskaris, daughter of the Aphrodite Familia, goddess of love and beauty, the blue tattoo on an Aphrodite familia being a Dove. Nektaria, wife of Charilaus Diamandis, daughter of Athena familia, goddess of wisdom and wit, the blue tattoo of an Athena familia being an Owl

Harken just narrows his eyes, fed up with the night’s events as is, but lifts his shirt to rip it over his head, revealing the large mixed tribal and Celtic style tattoo that runs from his left wrist up his arm and to his chest, the intricate symbol of the Lewis tribe crest in the middle of his breast, and the large head of a wolf covering his shoulder, winding and thick brushed tribal designs covering the skin around them. “Guess again, asshole. If you’re so familiar with their markings, you probably know what my ink means.” Harken glares down at Karl, watching as the kids’ wide eyes wander over the tattoo, his fingers gripping his forearms. “Well, w-what’s that one then?” Karl asks and poi