Yu Yu Hakusho Symbols Novels & Stories

This was a question that I should have asked long before now, but it had honestly not even crossed my mind until one of our warriors commented about his new mate’s heat. She flipped the visor mirror down, looking at the mark on her neck, and smiling. The mark fit her perfectly. It was a lotus flower backed by a full moon. A lotus symbolized rebirth and strength. The full moon symbolized completion. Those two symbols combined to showcase who my mate was. She was a fucking phoenix that rose from the ashes to complete this new and stronger Ziyah.

I dragged myself up and went to see what was going on reluctantly. “Come with me.” She said in an excited voice and led us to the back of the tree where a huge symbol was engraved. A four-petalled flower. Each of the red petals contained a symbol; a dragon, a werewolf, two witches. The only difference between this symbol and the symbol of code red was the Heart of magic in the center. Her eyes lit up as she said, “Isn’t this symbol self-explanatory.” Zarina, Aslan, and Caleb looked at her dumbfounded. To be honest even I didn’t know what we were supposed to do with this symbol.

Upon arriving, we found her house completely messed up, with broken medicinal bottles and a symbol drawn on the wall in blood - a star with 7 corners, created by a circle with 7 arrows. "This is bizarre!" I exclaimed, rushing to Jade's side to check on her well-being. "Are you alright?" I asked. "You think this is strange? Wait until you learn the origin of this symbol - it will blow your mind," Jade said sarcastically, a smile playing on her lips. "Why the suspense? Just tell us!" I demanded, crossing my arms. "This symbol belongs to the Seven hunters, who have likely been imprisoned for centuries. So, either it's a prank, or..." Jade paused, looking at us intently before continuing, "Someo

“You were right to come. If you hadn’t, we’d all be gone.” Nightshade nodded. “We fight together, always.” But as he looked down at one of the fallen enemies, his eyes darkened. The symbol burned into its fur wasn’t from any pack he knew. It was shaped like a crescent moon — glowing faintly red. He crouched and touched it. A spark of energy ran through his fingers. Evelyn noticed his expression. “What is it?” He looked up at her, his eyes serious. “This symbol… it’s the same one connected to the relic Grandma has.”

Of course, I enjoyed it, even though I wished I hadn't. “Yes,” I stuttered out, not ready to get on their bad side. Lucian chuckled lightly and pressed hard on my waist, earning a whimper from me. “Are you sure?” He asked. “Yes,” I repeated, raising my voice a bit. “Don't forget, that is our symbol, and anyone who sees that symbol will recognize you as the Luna,” he whispered and my heart dropped into my belly.

"Thank you, Aunt Cleo. This means a lot to me." The pendant Aunt Cleo gave Aqua was nothing short of mesmerizing. Crafted from sterling silver, the pendant was shaped like a delicate crescent moon, symbolizing the mysterious and potent nature of Aqua's powers. At the center of the crescent nestled a large, oval-cut gemstone that was uniquely clear, like a drop of captured morning dew. The clarity of the stone made it particularly special, as it reflected Aqua's emotional state, changing color with her mood. Intricate filigree work adorned the crescent moon, with tiny symbols and runes etched into the silver, each representing protection and strength. The craftsmanship was exquisite, making i

Chandler stopped us before we could even leave the building. "Julia said you had an aversion to guns, however, with those zombies sometimes hitting them hasn't worked," he warned ominously as he handed me a rifle. "Soul eaters," I said as I grabbed the stupid rifle and checked the safety and the chamber. "What?" they said. I gave them a disbelieving look. "Were you guys not listening? They are not zombies. They are soul eaters."

Goosebumps rise on her flesh under my hand which is resting on the golden lotus. She pulls her hair to one side and holds onto it as she shuffles and turns onto her front. “What the fuck?” my wolf growls the same words that I have to bite back so I don’t worry her. Right between her shoulder blades is a sparrow. My special name for her, and also the Greek symbol of love and connection. That is… well it’s crazy that her mark would contain such a crystal clear image of the tiny bird… but it is not that that bothers me or my wolf. The easily six inch wide wreath of monkshood surrounding the bird is what has set my beast off.

The one I mistook for Chesed has a white crescent moon, while the fake Emilia has a black sun. “Wait… are you… the yin-yang symbol. The mark… my mark that I left on Crista….” The murky design from the shower popped into my head. The wolves didn’t answer and just jumped at me. These wolves were identical to the pair that formed a circle in the mark. I awoke startled by the pair jumping at me. As I caught my breath, I realized Crista was awake too. And I sensed terror in her, the same as mine.