Moon Dreamcatcher Tattoo Novels & Stories

Her eyes were silver and she wore a silver dress that shimmered in the blue light. Azura was mesmerized by the woman’s beauty. “Come my child,” the woman spoke, her voice so serene. Azura stepped closer. “I’ve been waiting for you,” the woman said softly. “Why? Who are you?” Azura asked curiously. “I am your mother and mother of all wolves. I am the goddess of the moon. I am Selene,” she replied with an earnest smile. Azura was taken aback at her response. “But what can I do for you?” Azura said confusedly. “My child, you are special. You are my gift to my children. You are the key to end Leus’s evil,” she said smiling again. Azura was still confused. “But..how am I suppose

He briefly exchanged greetings with me before hurrying back. "I've been busy all day, patrolling with a few soldiers during the day, and then helping set up the hall for tomorrow's ceremony. Well, see you tomorrow!" He bid us farewell and drove away in a Ford F-150. At night, I lay alone in bed, feeling hot all over, my mouth parched, and my mind restless. When the Moon Goddess created werewolves, she bestowed upon us the speed and strength of wolves and the intelligence of humans, but she also bound us to the instincts of animals. Every full moon, when a werewolf turns 18, they go through a week-long heat cycle, and only a mate can soothe the restlessness of the heat. Rose kept urging me to

He got it on his arm, right on the forearm spot she had been admiring just a few moments ago. When he was finally finished he walked over to Em to show her. He watched her face careful as she looked down on his arm. Em was shocked. She couldn’t speak .. “Quinn” she whispered. There on his right arm in the same spot as the ones on his left arm…… was another set of eyes. Whereas his other arm held his moms eyes, this arm now held hers. That’s why he needed her to come so the tattoo artist could discreetly watch her and draw her eyes. He made them look so beautiful …. And looking at it now she realized Quinn was right. Her eyes really did look like the moon.

Even Kael. Even, she saw it from the corner of her eye. Vara? something furious and terrified crossing her face before she too reluctantly, inevitably, bent. Selene stood in the center of a bowing pack, silver light pouring from her skin, the moon pressing down on her like a crown. She didn't know what she was. But the wolves did. They had always known. Moon-touched, the old stories whispered. Born of wolf and spirit. Rare. Powerful. Every wolf alive will one day kneel.

He nudged the unconscious man, pushing him to his stomach and just as expected, a black moon tattoo was carved onto the skin of his neck. A Darkmooner “Blow the horn”

"Good. That is the answer I was hoping for." She reached into a drawer beside her chair and pulled out a small leather pouch. She held it out to Lyra. "Take this. It belonged to my grandmother, and her grandmother before her. It has been passed down through the generations of wolf-less women in my family." Lyra took the pouch and opened it. Inside was a small, smooth stone, dark as night, with a single silver thread running through its centre. "What is it?" she asked. Elara's voice dropped to something almost reverent. "A moonstone. It is said to carry the essence of the moon goddess herself. It will protect you when the darkness comes."

I shook away the thoughts that plagues me, mainly ones of escape, but that was stupid, I had tried escaping more times than I could count, they all ended the same way, me brought back to him, kicking and screaming, until eventually, I was gifted with the studded collar that was round my neck even now. I couldn’t never take it off, if I tried it would surge an electric current through my body, one so painful I would pass out and he would know instantly. It was the same if I tried to leave the land when it wasn’t a full moon, then, he would track me down, bring me back and I would pay for thinking I could be free of him. Nyx stirs within me, uncomfortable at the thought of trying to escape, ev

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.

Christian raises his nose into the air and a second later the sound of his howl fills the night, cuts through the night sounds and echo's over the snow. I sit up, my heart beating with want to add my over voice. I raise my nose and howl at the starry sky, adding my voice into the night. Mikki's howl rises into the night, dragging out in a sorrowful tone. Tori's howl arises into the night, high and loud and soon Ash and Ally were singing alone. I lower my nose to breath and spot Carson making her way outside, smiling as she hears us croon into the shadow world. I raise my nose again, unable to stop myself if I wanted too. The need to howl burns through me, only dowsed when I am crying to the