Novelas y relatos de Tatooed Luna

Human accountant who was supposed to be human. Luna Skye Ashford stands center. Silver hair to her waist braids with moonlight. Moon tattoo forehead glows blue, brighter under full moon. White silk dress moves against wind that does not touch others. Snow and jasmine scent cuts through city smog. She is Luna Queen but tonight she is witness. Kade Fang stands to her right. Seven feet gray-brown fur bristling under full moon. Leather and steel armor polished. Black nitrile gloves off, claw hands bare, showing respect. Brown loyal eyes find mine and soften. He slams fist over heart.

Alessandro listened, his eyes wet, his hands holding mine tighter, his heart beating fast, I could hear it in silent Room 2808, beating like drum. "Luna. Luna De Luca Sinclair. Named Luna because she was born at night, full moon, soft, quiet, like moon, second twin, born October 1, 2021, at 2:15 AM, 2.9 kilos, two minutes after Leo, quiet, not roaring, just staring at Mommy like she knew Mommy was tired. Four and a half, but draws like eight-year-old, sings like angel, talks to everyone, loves everyone, forgives everyone, even Vanessa, even though Vanessa is witch. She is not allergic to anything, she eats everything, she loves strawberry milk, she drinks three boxes a day, she loves pink, s

He worshipped Ethan Hale like a god. Kai looked at Aarav with pure respect. "Uncle Ethan is a legend. He stopped the Black Moon. If you're his son, you must be strong." *3. LUNA - 10, Healer. No parents. Found under the Blue Moon.* White hair that glowed faintly in the dark, pale blue eyes. She was found as a baby in a blue-lit crater three days after the moons split. No one knew who left her. She could heal small cuts and bruises just by touching them, and the blue moon always seemed brighter when she was near. She was quiet, but her dreams were loud. And she was terrified of Aarav's red eye.

“Let’s go.” “All right,” Callum replied. We stepped out together, the early wind brushing against my coat as we made our way to the carriage. The guards secured the rear while Callum climbed in after me. Within minutes, we were on the road to Moonlight pack. The journey took seven hours. When we finally crossed into Moonlight pack’s territory, we were received immediately. Guards stood straighter. Servants bowed slightly as we passed. Moonlight pack had lost their Alpha six months ago. His death had shaken the entire region. Since then, his younger brother and Beta had stepped in as acting Alpha.

Tatum's POV: I get to the door and stop as my hand touches the knob. What am I doing? I ask myself just before I sigh loudly then fling the door open and walk in. I see Jack and Luna at the bar as her scent envelops me pulling me in. She has her hair pulled back today and I notice a small tattoo just behind her ear and recognize it as the mark of the witch. Kin said she was a witch, wolf, and demon. If I'm correct she should also have the demon mark just behind her other ear. I walk up to the bar and have a seat directly across from where Luna's standing.

Four new Lunas had arrived since the day before, and Jeanette made sure I was introduced to them before getting everyone else settled in at the tables assembled in the greenhouse. “This is Luna Makayla Crestwood of the Red Oasis Pack, Luna Katherine O’Donnell of the Bloodmoon Pride, Luna Sarah Clark of the Silent Silver River Pack, and Luna Lisa Lawrence of the Raging Peaks Pack. Ladies, this is Alpha Selene D’Arcadia Volkov of the Opalescent Moon Pack.”

I think about reaching over to flick the used needle away, but my eyes catch on the tattoos surrounding the metal prick. Luna. Her name is a swirl of colour in the bleak wasteland of cartel tats that proclaim my place, my superiority within the organization run by family. Los Zetas. The most feared cartel in Mexico and beyond. And I am among the elite within this vast army of underworld thugs. These marks upon my body are trophies of war, my right of passage. Lost innocence. Except for Luna. The one mark I had written over and over; on my arms, my legs, my neck and over my heart. My salvation.

I placed my hands on his temples again, and welcomed the vision into mine. I saw a woman, Clay’s mother. She was bitten by a vampire. She did not say a word about it, because had she did so, our father would have hunted that vampire . And then, there was the full moon, two babies. I have seen two babies, one boy and one girl. But Clay’s mother was only carrying a single child. The full moon and two babies and then a powerful voice echoing: ‘Two children of the chosen wolves. Destined to be one. The female Luna will be the most powerful of all wolves, her powers will be unparalleled, her domains will be one. She must be protected or else, her powers will be lost and all wolves will pay the co

I spy one through the doorway across the hall from the gym and bolt towards it, making it just in time as bile, water, and my plain oatmeal make their way back up my throat and into the bin. I sputter and spit, ridding the remnants of my morning sickness from my mouth, and someone hands a water bottle to me. I take it without question, twisting the cap and breaking the seal and chugging it down before I look at my savior. Luna Haven stands there, dressed in ballet attire, pointe shoes on her feet and her wild waves pulled back into two thick dutch braids trailing down her back. The long-sleeved purple leotard dips into a V in the front, showing off her elegant neck, her mating mark from Wesl

Louis nodded in satisfaction. “Farewell, Saintess!” “Farewell, Saintess!” Many Frosthaven Sect disciples shouted their goodbyes. “Saintess…” At that moment, the young master of the sect, Tate Cross, stepped forward. Luna, who was already a stunning beauty before, looked like a true saintess—beautiful and noble—and exuded an ethereal aura after cultivating and becoming an immortal. Tate’s heart raced wildly. If not for the presence of so many people, he would have wanted to whisk Luna on the spot!