Tattooed Luna Novel Novels & Stories

Bianca turned once, lifting her gaze to the stars, and smiled. The serpent song did not stir that night. Only the sea moved, calm and endless. Luna closed her eyes and whispered to the wind: “The world begins again.” At dawn, Luna stood alone in the same study where her mother once wrote her testament. The hidden alcove stood open, the manuscript Bound to the Blood King lying on the desk. As sunlight crept across the cover, a faint shimmer pulsed beneath the wax seal alive, waiting. Luna touched it and the ink bled faintly beneath her fingers, forming new words where Bianca’s last had ended:

I managed, "what happens?" "You become Luna Queen of the Silvermoon Empire. The most feared pack on the continent." His eyes glittered dangerously. "And someday, when you are ready, we destroy whoever broke you." My hand trembled as I reached for his. "Then I accept." The moment our hands touched, silver light exploded from my palm, so bright it lit up the entire forest. Alexei jumped back, his eyes wide with shock. "What the hell was that?" I stared at my hand, where strange marks now glowed beneath my skin—symbols that looked ancient, powerful, and completely impossibl

"And you've more than earned it, Rhyder. We're together now. I might not be the Luna they wanted, but I am their Luna now, and they have to accept it, even if they don't like it." I remained quiet. Alexis breathed heavily. After a moment of silence, she spoke again. "We don't have to go if you don't want to." Her hands travelled over my waist and up over my chest where she began to unbottun my shirt. "We could just stay here and I can make you forget that the world exists."

I was surprised but relaxed to see the doctor instead of the alpha. “Good morning, Luna! How are you feeling?” she asked politely to me. Did she call me Luna? On what basis? I rejected that bastard and I will never be his Luna. “This mark, it hurts.” I pointed at the nasty black tattoos mark. She inspected my neck and patted my shoulders, “it will stop burning once you complete your mating process.” she smiled at me but trust me, i hated her smile. The way she enlightened the mating process in my mind, it felt disgusting.

I gave up and stared at him until he opens his mouth but still nothing, just how I wish I'll be out of this house and to never see this stupid soon to be alpha again, “What do you want, shouldn't you be at the main house?” As I said that, he was suddenly pulled out of his daze, “I...” He said unconfidently which is unusual but after the fidget, he looked into my eyes with determination along with some confidence which didn't scare me at all until he said, “I reject you, Christa M carter as my mate and the future Luna of the night moon pack.”

Maya could feel a rush of burning desire overwhelming her as she touched the book. For a moment, she was in a trance as flashes of incoherent images swirled around her. She heaved and let go of the book. "Luna, what happened?" Gwen asked, noticing her withdrawal. "Nothing, Gwen. I'm fine," she assured her, and turned to the man under the umbrella. "I'll take the book," she said to him. He grinned. "I knew you would like it. I have more, believe me," he tried to persuade Maya to buy more as he placed different books in front of her.

Eeva took the time to paint the pack insignia on the center of my chest in dark, blood-red body paint, with golden paw prints scattered on the visible skin all over my body, as per the tradition of a new Luna. "News has already spread about you. People can't wait to meet you and get to know you. They want you as their Luna." My friend explains with a grin on her face. I knew that Eeva had started spreading the news about Tate finding his mate and that the warriors Tate and I would cross paths with would have said a few words, so it made sense that the pack already knew about me. Personally, I was just worried about not being a good Luna.

“Luna has been granted the rarest of gifts—a second chance. She was reborn, her essence intertwined with another’s body, as decreed by the Moon Goddess eighteen years ago.” The revelation hit Caleb like a bolt of lightning, leaving him stunned and momentarily breathless. His thoughts raced back to the moments he’d shared with Eliana. Her face, her voice, the way she moved—everything about her had always felt familiar as if his soul had recognized hers before his mind could. “Eighteen years…” Caleb whispered, the pieces falling into place. “Eliana.” The wolf nodded solemnly. “She carries the spirit of your Luna, yet her path is her own. But beware, young Alpha. Rebirth does not come without i

I was staring at Serena, whose lips were quivering, eyes focused on mine, desperate to tell me not to freak out. “Protect her?” Rhys leered, pacing around the altar like a wolf. “You sold her out, Elliot. There's nothing much to say about physical appearance since you all were rather too busy engaging in meaningless exchange of comments and beclouding our reasoning. “You didn’t think I would recognize the force in her bloodline? The lunar tattoo only becomes visible in those who are chosen by the Moon Goddess herself. Her babies will have that and I’ll have it.”

Bianca said. Patrick nodded. “He made this personal. He came for our Luna.” “He did,” Alpha Ian responded, voice rough. He sounded close to tears, and now I was the one who wanted to comfort him. “I have a question that might sound strange,” I said. “Ask away,” Dominic said, and I felt a sense of trepidation. “Could it be that… is it possible that we have a Time-lock amongst us... in the supernatural community I mean,” I said. I wasn’t surprised that they were all looking at me strangely.