Maui Tattoos Moana Novels & Stories

A stream of tattoos covered her skin from her nape to all the way to her cleavage. But I am pretty sure the tattoos weren’t solely for a show because she rarely showed them off. They were to cover the scars on her body that one could notice only when they had a closer look. “Captain…” Nox said in a dreamy voice, gaping at her. Morana scrunched her face as she took in Nox. “Ye look like one of them!” she barked. “Tsk! These sea weeds will turn ye like themselves.” “I don’t know about the seaweed, Captain, but you sure look more beautiful than the sirens,” Nox said.

He’s jittery. He tries to reach out for his cup of coffee, but then his big sleeve gets in the way and makes it spill all over the table. However, that’s not the worst thing that happened. His sleeve rolls back, revealing a very vivid tattoo—a tattoo that I have too. The phases of the moon. The insignia of Sangria Amori, the mark of Royals, known by everyone. Morgan glares at the tattoo. Then he slowly looks up at us. At me.

They certainly deserved it after the nightmares they had been through. Macario and I stood up and started from Jackson down the line. I asked them where they wanted it because it would essentially become a tattoo. They needed to be sure they were okay with the placement. Jackson and Lilli wanted it over their hearts. Dent and Pati wanted it on their inner wrists. The girls both wanted it on the left shoulder blades. Macario grabbed my hand and had me focus on the power that I could feel coming from him. I gathered it up and pushed it out towards them. Each of their sigils glowed with a brilliant white light before turning into black tattoos. It worked. It fucking worked.

Tears glisten in my eyes, mirroring the diamond that twinkles with a light that could rival even the second star to the right in Peter Pan's Neverland. I stand there, feeling as if time has paused, leaving only the three of us in this enchanted moment. Kayden and Jayden's vows reverberate in my ears, wrapping my heart in a tapestry of emotions. As if pulled by invisible strings, my hands reach for the velvet box that holds two gleaming rings, one for each of them. The rings are made of ethereal white gold, their edges adorned with intricate carvings that remind me of the spirals in Moana's heart of Te Fiti.

The warmth of his touch spread through my body before racing straight into the silver mark hidden beneath my scarf. He slowly turned my hands over, his thumbs brushing across the angry bruises left behind by the silver shackles the night before. “What happened to your hands, Moana?”

"There are three rows, four buttons per row, making it twelve buttons and twelve symbols." "What are the symbols?" Mhok asked, as her vision wasn't very clear. "A moon, an eye, a sea anemone, a water wave, a conch shell, a pearl, coral, a dolphin, a star, a rainbow, a tree, and a sea turtle." "Gawin, do you remember anything?" It asked Gawin. "I..." Gawin paused for a long moment before his eyes widened. "I remember! It's called 'Lullaby of the Sea Stars'."

She was trying to appease me and mend a bond that had broken so long ago. "Would you do it again, if you had a choice?" Malakai watched me for a second longer. Poured himself another glass of scotch and dumped the empty bottle in the bin behind the counter. As he stretched over it, I could see the start of a tattoo on his side. The ink looked like branches of a tree, wrapped around the front of him. He settled back into his seat. And I could breathe again. Because my mind also caught the start of a V-line and it would be hard to forget.

“Yes, dear. This one and all the others were done by a very special wolf. A wise man of the forest. But these tattoos are not like those of humans. You only receive one if the goddess desires it. And you cannot choose what is tattooed. The goddess shows the wise man, and he only engraves what is destined.” Mia bit her lower lip, hesitant. “Could I... could I get one?” Owen raised his eyebrows in surprise. He scratched his head, clearly taken aback by the request. “Honey... I don't think your mother would like that idea very much.” “But Mom's not here,” Mia replied with a mischievous smile, for the first time since last night. Owen let out a low laugh, but his gaze was still concerned.

The sea had changed her. Maeve stood on the edge of the tide pool, watching her reflection shimmer over the surface. Her skin glowed faintly now, kissed with a silvery sheen that caught the moonlight. Faint gill-slits fluttered just beneath her jawline, delicate, new—and when she took a breath, she could feel them working. Below her belly, the mark that Orun-Kai had left pulsed like a heartbeat. A star-and-shell spiral etched in her skin, warm to the touch. It ached—not in pain, but in longing.

"Ooh thanks, Miss Kierra" "Does it have a meaning" "Not really, it's just a fancy tattoo. When I went to a tattoo shop I picked it because I liked the simplicity. It reminds me of our god the Moon Goddess" "That's lovely. A crown on a moon. It's a nice one. I can see that you are really faithful to her to even get a tattoo that reminds you of her " I said " Yeah I am" "I'll go back to the house to get prepared, I'll be waiting for you"