Honey Moon Tattoo Novels & Stories

There, stark against his skin, was a tattoo. A complex, intricate design of two family crests intertwined—the Moretti lion and the Castellano eagle, forever wrapped around each other. He got it on our wedding day. He said it represented the eternal alliance of our families, and our eternal vows to each other. “Aurora,” he whispered, his voice hoarse. “Do you remember this tattoo?” The cold night wind blew past, whipping a strand of hair across my face. I looked at the tattoo in silence. After a long moment, I reached out.

The moon rose blood-red above them all. And then Kate reached the Revenant. He stood calmly as the world burned around him. “Too late,” he said. “The veil is thin. The new world is already bleeding through.” Kate raised her blade — not at him, but at the pendant on her chest. The one Elias made. “You bound yourself to the Heart of the Moon,” she said. “But you forgot what happens when you sever a tether from both ends.” She plunged the blade into the pendant. A shockwave burst outward, sending both of them flying.

“It’s meant to be. The Moon Goddess has decreed it. We have tattoos that would signal to us if we meet our mate. Red at first, and it would burn black when we feel that first touch. Roman has been alone for years, with that tattoo stubbornly red. But it turned black when he met you.” My stomach feels queasy now. The food isn’t sitting right inside me. “And why does he feel the need to hide me?” “Because it’s supposed to be impossible to feel that bond with a Human.” He points at me. “And yet here you are. Now we have to figure out what makes you so special.” Okay, now I feel like I might throw up. I look down at my hands, not daring to speak. Silence spreads between us, only for him to break

She screams as the buring sensation worsens, and she has no idea when she passes out. Sebestian hisses as he walks into the kitchen, his half-moon tattoo burning like a shit since the morning. He doesn't know what is going on. It only happens once when the tattoo appears ; he still remembers that day. He passed out and didn't wake up for the whole day. And then one month later, during the full moon, his tattoo was appeared 'My butterfly is already dead, look like Moongodness mocking me this moon tatoo,' Sebestian said to himself.

I am thankful he let me listen to that song. “Thank you… I almost forgot about those important details.” I bluntly said. He moves closer messing my hair making me grunt and gesture my hand, sliding it vertically to my neck. It’s a warning not to mess with my hair. “Oh… the tiger is now back.” I never mind what he was saying. I just focus on my drawing; maybe it will help me to find them. I picture out the tattoo I see on that bastard's left chest. It’s the only thing I can hold to find that tattoo. I draw a wolf eating the full moon looking up…maybe to praise the Moon Goddess or the opposite meaning? Devouring?

“We will be fine. We probably just need the right people in our lives… and get rid of this itch on my back.” I frowned as she hesitated before turning her back to me, wordlessly asking me to scratch her back for her. I couldn’t help but smile as I slowly unzipped her dress, taking in the flawlessness of her back and the tiny tattoo that was there right at the middle of her lower back. It was clearly an infinity sign, with a tiny drawing of the moon on each side of the loops. Extremely identical to the earrings and necklace I gave her. I opened my eyes to ask her when she got a tattoo.

, he chuckled again. " I'm trying okay?!"I say and repeat my actions again, biting down until I feel the metallic taste of his blood on my tongue. "Good girl",he says, wiping the little blood I had on the corner of my mouth. I saw the wound heal as a tattoo of where my teeth marks were. Moon said something in Latin and a small tattoo of a rose and pine appeared in the middle. "Do you want to see your mark?"Moon asked, handing me a mirror and it was the same for me as well.

Which I cannot wait for now. She moans and deepens her bite, causing a rumbling roar to fall from my mouth. She pulls away and licks the wound for it to close. And she gasps, “Orion, there is a tattoo forming in my mark on your neck. It’s a crescent moon.” I am a little shocked. All mates get a tattoo like mark after they have marked each other. But never do they get matching ones. I will have to ask my mom about this. “We will look into what the symbols mean, my love. What do you say we go take a nap?” She smiles and goes to get comfy in the bed next to me.

It was a sacred ceremony. The high priests adorned the couple's bodies with sacred tattoos. Juices from the moonflower also known as morning glory were combined with some herbs which held magical properties. It was sunk beneath the skin in intricate patterns. It was said that the stronger the glow, the stronger would be the bond. When Jake asked her if she would like to be part of the ceremony before their mating. She had readily agreed.

Not only did I want to get a belly ring but also wanted to get a tattoo, but I know either of those my father would never agree too. “I was wondering if we could go to Aart Accent Tattoos & Piercings.” “Why would you want to go there, baby girl?” “Well, I’ve always wanted to get a tattoo, but my father would never agree for me to do something like that.” “And what type of tattoo does my baby girl wants?” I brought out my phone to pull up the picture a drew to show Asmodeus the moon that I want as my tattoo. It’s a blue crescent moon, with blue roses, and white leaves around the roses. He takes my phone and smiles as he hands it back to me.