Novel & Cerita Honey Moon Tattoo

CRYSTAL RIVER PACK Celeste had not intended to get the Cookie Monster tattoo; just the Crystal River Pack crest. But she had heard something in Wyatt’s voice when he had asked if getting it was important for the Luna ceremony. Maybe not for that, but for them to be mated. She had promised. It was a silly promise. But one that she intended to keep.

Sera said. Dessa looked at her over the rim of her cup. "Honestly?" "Yes." "Half of them are afraid. A quarter of them are angry. The rest are watching to see which way it goes." She set down her cup. "Nobody knows what to do with a Tattooed Luna. The last one was three hundred years ago. It's not exactly in the current handbook." "Tattooed Luna," Sera said. "Is that not what they've been calling you?" "Nobody's been calling me anything to my face."

She nodded slowly and turned to leave. That’s when I saw it. On the back of her neck. A moon tattoo. My eyes narrowed slightly. Helena never had a moon tattoo before the accident. But she always said she wanted one. She used to talk about it, tracing invisible shapes on her skin, saying one day she’d get it. “When the fuck did you get a moon tattoo, Helena?” She froze mid-step. Her shoulders stiffened before she turned around slowly. “The strangers I lived with gave me a tattoo,” she answered quickly.

I said genuinely, feeling grateful. “I don’t remember anything about my heat and as you said, it’s precious but my mate doesn’t want me. I don’t even know if we mated during my heat or not, I have no mark on my body except this tattoo,” I showed her the tattoo that was composed after my heat. Her hands grazed against the skin of my neck as she examined the tattoo. “Usually, werewolves get their marking spot filled with red ink when they mate. It’s the first time that I’m seeing a crown and a moon tattoo after the first heat.”

I managed to push out a smile. I told her genuinely, "Thank you. But, who are you?" Her smile deepened on her lips. "I am Celeste." She sent a hand out to me, which I took, noticing the black tattoo that stood out on her wrist. It was an unusual tattoo, which seemed more like a runic symbol. It was of three crescent moons, all facing away from each other. What did it represent? "I'm Allyssa," I said, and she nodded knowingly with a smile, causing me to chuckle. "And you already know that. Nice to meet you, Celeste," I said, instantly liking her. It is funny how this night keeps getting weirder.

I twist a little to the side so I can see it clearly—the mark. It's truly red, like a bold, fearless tattoo shaped like a sun with sharp pointed rays stretching out in all directions. At the center, there is a large crescent moon cradling a five-pointed star, as if the crescent moon is protecting the star. Around the moon and star, there are small dots growing bigger with each next dot, and below the crescent moon, there is a bigger dot and even more dots that trail down in a straight line, leading into two sharp triangles pointing downwards. How did this mark end up on my body?

he comforted her, losing his tight grip on her, so he could see her tattoo. The tattoo from the moon goddess, a sign that she has been accepted into the park, meaning she’s clean and worthy? Also, a sign that she’s his forever. The grey wolf stood with his neck up, like he was howling into the sky, regulus smiled proudly as he looked at the familiar picture of his wolf on her shoulder, the wolf drawing was the same as he is in reality. It drew from her shoulder down to her left breast cleavage and stopped very close to the tip of her left nipple. Satisfied with what he saw, he closed the shower and carried her out of the shower.

“More. Before, the bond was a line. Strong. Two-way. Now, it is… wider. Like a river that just realized it has banks it had not noticed.” She swallowed. “And you are… all right with that?” she asked. “Being tied more thickly to this? To Her? To… everything?” He smiled, soft and lopsided. “Luna,” he said. “I walked into a Blood Moon storm and let a divine rock rearrange my insides because you asked. A glowing tattoo is the least alarming part of this.” She laughed. It broke the last of the tension coiled in her spine. She leaned into his touch.

she commented. He looked up at her. “What?” “The tattoo,” she smiled. “Do you still remember what it stands for?” he asked. “I’m your nymph, which you got from the Greek Mythology nymph Calypso. You got it in that colour because it’s the colour of my eyes, which are your favourite thing about me. You made them loop the y to make a heart because I’m the only one who holds your heart. The paw signifies the pact we made that we would never let any wolf truly rule over us...” she trailed off.

It was now three in the morning, and the two of them stayed up in Michael’s room with both of them in their pajamas. Alba asked Michael to recheck his tattoo, and as he took off his shirt, his red crescent tattoo about two inches by two inches big was shown. He had a great body, but no matter how hard Alba tried, she could only see the man as a brother, and for that, she was very thankful. As they both looked closer, the tattoo on Michael’s chest was obviously the same as the one on the body of the dead man. The tattoo was just a crescent moon, but what made it special was the word LUNA written inside the moon in a specific way that made it look like swirls. It was an intricate design, since