Moon Shaped Birthmark Romane & Geschichten

Her reflection smiled at me. Focusing on the markings, it seemed to start just above the center of my eyes. It was a moon symbol with elaborate markings spaced evenly on either side. The markings moved from the moon, consisting of waves and swirls, moving down the sides of my face. Just behind the sides of my eyes and coming up under them slightly until they moved down towards my neck.

Only for a few seconds before it gave way to the madness in her head. She turned Melonie's head left and right as the vines loosened slightly. "Yes, she will do nicely." The searing pain from earlier appeared again. She gazed down at her arm where she had carved into her skin, and the eerie glow of the brand continued to mark her. She watched on as a crescent moon formed on her skin with the tips nearly connected with a circle between and three dots on each side of that circle. Karmina raised her arm into the air to admire her new marking. With a smile, she commanded the vines to set Melonie in the shack and went to work.

Dorian takes an angry bite of his bread and turns to look back at Ronan, muttering profanities under his breath. Dorian is the son of Winona Cruz – President Cardenas' sister and the Alpha of the Legend pack, where Alpha court is located. It’s not a secret that his older sister is set to become the Luna of the Blackwood Pack. That is, if Ronan can stop postponing his ceremony. “What does your Mom plan to do about it.”

My voice shook, and I didn’t even know if I made any sense. “But I don’t know what happened next. Maybe he dropped my hand. I don’t know…” I said, looking at Lian but his gaze was focused on my wrist. “Sienna…” he whispered, then grabbed my arm, inspecting it like he was looking for something. His fingers moved to the black crescent mark on my wrist. “Do you always have this mark? Or you just got it?” he asked, eyes narrowing at the spot. I looked down. The birthmark has always been there since, probably from when I was born, and I even have the moon- shaped one on my thigh, it seems like a tattoo or something…I’ve been meaning to ask my mom about the mark but I kept on forgetting.

I closed my eyes, letting the warmth cleanse me, but even then, my thoughts clung to me. When I looked at my reflection, I froze. There, on my skin, was the mark—the one I’d noticed before but hadn’t given much thought to. It was subtle, just a small spot, but now it was more distinct. It had grown. The shape was clearer. Curved, like crescent moons at either side, and something in the center that almost resembled clouds.

He hated when his father was right. “Well, everything went in that book. How to kill vampires, werewolves, the fae, sirens, shapeshifters, skinwalkers, Wendigo’s, demons, you name it. If we had encountered it, it would have been in the book. We had the original copy, and they wrote copies of what we had written through the night. We gathered some pretty cool information.” “Like what?” Liam asked, intrigued.

I followed the path, and soon it spilled out onto the Standing Stones. Seven stones stood in a circle, and mosaic tiles had been set in a circular fashion to the center, where the image of the Moon Goddess was etched on the center circular tile. The gray stones were illuminated blue in the bright moonlight. Everyone stood around the outside of the circle holding their candles.

Although Mom says she has no ulterior motive, I’m not convinced. After Zara exhausted her resources trying to figure out what Orli’s unusual birthmark means, we recruited Marco. He says he has unlimited resources, so we send him the picture of the sideways M on her ribs, just below her armpit. The sigma symbol has two angled lines resting on the top. Zara says it looks like a letter ‘A’ combined with the sigma symbol. It’s small, the size of a penny, where most sigma birthmarks we’ve ever seen are the size of a dollar coin.