Honey Moon Tattoo Novels & Stories

He said. "Then how'd you...get that?" I pointed with my index finger towards his neck. "I heard you get that type of tattoo or something similar when you come of age as a wizard. It's the symbol that shows the moon goddess has shown her blessings on a wizard, and he is ready to conquer the world with his magic. Also, they say a half moon tattoo could only be found on some unique wizard who has something related to the Alpha blood." He said that as if it wasn't a big deal but for me it was. I was stunned to think that he was taking his powers so lightly.

“He used to come to my room in the middle of the night and we would have a go at it. Once he was done, he always left quickly before anyone ever saw us together. It was so hot. After all, you of all people know how damn hot he gets when he is in the middle of slamming his cock in my rear end. And the tattoo on his left butt cheek is the bomb.” When she says that last thing, it hits home. Then I start listening, because he does have a tattoo on his left butt cheek of a moon. Of all things to have a moon on his butt. The first time I saw it, I had a hard laugh because he is mooning everyone. “Get it?” He asked me when he caught me staring at it. “What?” I pretend hard not to know what h

And he said bagels, so bagels it was. We had small mini cakes made for everyone, each just slightly bigger than a muffin. They came in white, red velvet, or chocolate, with a choice of three mousse flavours: lemon and poppy seed, chocolate, or red velvet. Some were finished with pearl sprinkles, others with chocolate or edible flowers. The dance floor opened and we had to step on. We did not even think of practicing before. But Jackson did not hesitate. He drew me in, slow and certain. His hand closed around mine, his thumb brushing slow circles into my palm. It was such a small touch, but it sent a quiet heat up my arm.

Thank the goddess Dante had his act together. "I've noticed a lot of your pack members have the same tattoo," I remarked casually. "It's very popular among pack members," said Beta Liz lifting her sleeve to show her tattoo of a moon and star. "It reminds us that we are all children of the moon goddess. Typically pack members like to get one after their first shift as a sign of loyalty to the pack and the moon goddess." "Sounds like a bit of a cult," Dante said bluntly. "That's why I'm against the idea" Fiona admitted "but the idea took root despite my best efforts to stop it. Pack members are free to do with their bodies as they please. There wasn't much I could really do about it."

My hair is down my back in waves, covering the exposed skin. When I look down the dress, I can see the black ink of the tattoo I had done in the month that Dalon and I hadn’t spoken. I had wanted a permanent reminder of him and our time together. A reminder that Italy wasn’t just some dream. The tattoo is simple, but the meaning behind it is powerful. The tattoo is a sun with a moon inside it to symbolize two opposite worlds coming together in the most unexpected but beautiful ways. Like an eclipse that is so rare, but so powerful and beautiful to witness.

Catherine’s POV: I blinked, staring closely at the crescent moon tattoo that was showing just on the middle of my back. It was large, covering up to my lower back but not any farther than that. “What does it mean?” I asked curiously. I looked at the details of the crescent moon more carefully this time, scrolling over the photos on his phone as I lifted it nearer to my face. “Hmm... Traditionally, the half-moon symbolizes the strength and power of a true Luna.” He uttered, causing my brows to furrow as I took in his words.

"I got this tattoo after I tried to find you, but to no avail. This black moon represents your bite. The circle of barbed wire symbolizes loyalty and the promise that I will protect my mate, and overall, this tattoo represents my oath as a leader to guard and protect my pack and my mate. You." Noreen's head throbbed. She couldn't comprehend what Thiery was talking about at all. It was like he was speaking a language from another planet. Thiery touched Noreen's lips with his index finger, and she immediately shuddered again. When he kissed her lips, Noreen felt it again, a slow, stirring desire, awakening butterflies in her stomach.

She was so tight, so wet, always ready for me. I reached out and ran my hand over her delicate face. The tattoo on her forehead was so unique and beautiful that it looked like a tiara. If we had a daughter, she would have the same tattoo on her forehead. Then, she would also have a back tattoo of our pack. I wondered what it would look like. Kaya had a Crescent Moon Pack tattoo on her back. Two long lines ran up her spine, and at the top was a Crescent moon. What would be ours? We didn't have a sign for our pack.

he replied. His scent filled the space between us..cleaner than anything in this rotting dungeon. It made something deep in my chest twist. I didn’t trust it. I didn’t trust him. But I wanted to. He leaned back just enough to look at me fully, hood falling away from his face. A tattoo peeked from the side of his neck…two crescent marks overlapping. Purplemoon. Old-blood. Rare. I stared before I could stop myself. Before I could ask. Before I could breathe.