4 Leaf Clover Tattoos Novels & Stories

Three quarters buried, I released her tits, grabbed her hips, and pulled her back, hard, filling her. "Fuck!" she gasped, grinding her hips against me. "Damn, I needed that. My sister has had me in a constant state of teasing for over a week now." I looked down at the sexy thing, getting a good view of her tramp stamp for the first time. She had a four-leaf clover centered on her lower back, with intricate vines curling away. Looking carefully, I could see that the vines on the left side spelled out "Lucky" in cursive, on the right side, it read "You." Lucky You. Nice.

“You still thinking about stuff like that?” He asked, and I nodded. “Well, just so you know, this place is more beautiful because you're in it with me.” He said, and I hit his shoulder.“You don't lose, do you?” I asked, and just then, a leaf floated over to us. I stretched out my palm, and it lay in it. “Holy…” I began. It was a six-leaf clover. The herb that held the key to healing Elijah. The moment we realized that it was the herb which would heal Elijah, a portal opened again, swirling, and making the breeze blow things away.

Alpha Connor asked, feeling a bit relieved as they were getting the solution to what they needed. "It is a trio clover leaf which is rare to find in the forest. Just showing the clover leaf to your Luna will make the demon inside her to feel uncomfortable and then the demon would be forced to come out of her. At that time, we would have a barrel of water that would magnetize the demon into it and it is done." She explained further, with gestures that made us understand better. "Okay, we'll be back soon." Alpha Connor assured as he tapped Hadrulph for them to leave.

William could not believe how comforted he felt being in the presence of the person that had originally put him in a foul mood. He glances at the bookmark, lightly brushing the clover pressed onto it with his thumb. A four leaf clover represents luck and is a means to ward off evil. Likely a coincidence but William couldn't help feeling pleased with such a gift. "Well... thank you for the bookmark." Mikhail blushes from William's words, catching William off guard as his cheeks began to heat in response. William clears his throat in attempt to hide his embarrassment, coughing lightly in his fist only for Mikhail to chuckle in reply.

Death was far too common to make such promises. “Miss Luna,” they whispered, getting her attention. “I have something to give you.” They touched a leaf from the vines hanging off their head. Instantly, the leaf curled itself around their wooden finger. With a light pull, the leaf came off and dried itself, still in a perfect ring. They held it out in their open palm to her. Hesitantly, Claire reached out and picked up the leaf. Confused, she looked back at the dryad, who wore a soft expression. “If you wish to get in contact with me, burn the ring beginning at the petiole.” Claire nodded, pocketing the gift carefully. “Good luck, Miss Luna.”

There was nothing left intact where they went. Kendall stared at the pendant of the necklace that swayed on his chest; a four-leaf clover forged in silver. The chain contrasted in its golden tone, a gift from Zachary Malik when Kendall took over her friend's necklace a few months earlier. Unconscious of his movements, he sealed the distance between them, took the pendant in his hands, closed it in his fingers, and felt it.

Zorien falls back lazily on his hands flattened on the bed behind him, bringing a deeper level of his fixation on me that has me itching to scram away for my life. The way his eyes dim and the amusement seems to indent itself with a form of interest I can’t comprehend...I swallow a scratchy lump and rip my eyes away to stare down at the pink and black pajama set. In the middle of the shirt is a four-leaf clover with a knightly sword thrust through diagonally. I bring my arms elevating sideways, “Hmm, it might be big, but I love how It feels on me”. I give my assessment and hear a throaty hum from Zorien that compels me to look up at him to find him rising on his feet and stalking toward me.

Seeing Nash’s expression of disdain, she chuckled, "It’s as delicate and precious as a princess. You need to treat it carefully." Nash held Nina’s coat and gently reminded her, "Just be careful. If it gets damaged, we can always find another one. But you can’t get hurt, understand? I can’t face Orion if anything happens to you." "Okay," Nina replied with a smile, but she handled the clover with extreme care. The roots of the Seven-Leaf Clover were fragile, likely due to the cold, damp environment it grew in. Nina carefully dug up the entire plant, taking extra soil to keep it from drying out on the way back.

“We need to stop him.” “And we will.” She said softly as she dropped her hands from my shoulders and my right one. A soft, cool tingling danced on my wrist, and I opened my eyes. A small patch of my skin glowed with a bright green light, and when it died down, a beautiful tattoo was left on me. “What’s this?” I asked as she let go of my hand, and I held it closer to my face. It was a small, green, intricate, four-clover leaf design that shimmered in the moonlight.

The ink was faded and distorted, but he could still make out the image of a three-leaf clover atop a four-leaf one. Arah got most of her flash tattoo ideas from dreams. Gildeon figured it was her subconscious slightly recalling the sigils she’d crafted for their sylph army. He recognized some of them from battles, though her tattoo renditions were more artistic impressions. They missed the precise details needed for the magic to work. Arah would have to regain her memories for them to get perfected. But this Clover Wish... It was completely new. When he touched the mark, he sensed the residual magic still clinging to the skin, confirming his fear.