Bee Hive Tattoo Ideas Novels & Stories

“It’s not mating season. The bees will not be hostile, but I must warn you in advance that she is huge.” Seeing how they were already deep in the secret area, Zen nodded. They might as well stop and smell the flowers. A small detour could not possibly derail their progress, right? There were at least two more hours before lunch. Unable to resist curiosity, Zen agreed. While he waddled through the glow hive at ease, the other members who tagged along were on high alert. Common sense told them that it was a dumb idea to visit the tiger’s den when they had information about where it was located. There was no need to provoke danger. They were taught to avoid it as part of their training from a y

"I am so happy. Although I hate that you'll be staying, I am just too happy to care." John's eyes were locked on Luke's, specifically on the spot where his neck met his left shoulder. He knew what was half-hidden under Luke's crew neck t-shirt. He saw what was now there, something like a tattoo, lighter than ink but nevertheless similar to something permanently etched. It depicted a bear and a wolf leaning into each other. And around it? What looked like a fresh bite mark?

Stone instructed Jacob. Jacob rolled up his shirt sleeve and revealed a tattoo of a roaring black bear on the inside of his arm, with the word "Black" beneath it. "You want me to get a tattoo like that?" May asked with widening eyes. "Yes," Stone replied. "Everyone who sees it will know that you belong to me and are protected by me. To harm someone with this bear tattoo means they're not respecting me. Not many people dare to do that in this town. This tattoo will protect you, May."

Mathew boomed, “the King and Queen of all realms have approved our request to change or rather should I say combine the names of SilverMoon and Hawk Hill to SilverHawk pack. So, welcome SilverHawk pack.” “SilverHawk!” Every member old and new cheered and howled. Storm scratched her arm. “What’s wrong Sugarbear?” Blaze asked. “My arm is itching.” She winced. Blaze lifted her arm and looked at it. He watched a tattoo began to etch itself on her arm. “What the…” He whispered. He removed his jacket and lifted his shirt sleeve. “It’s the same design,” Alex murmured, “it’s a new pack symbol.”

Nikolai is a god among men, and I am fortunate to be embraced by his presence. Nikolai’s tattoos are sexy, and I find myself unable to resist tracing them with my finger. The stars inked on both his shoulders catch my attention, making me curious about their meaning. However, it’s the eagle tattooed on his chest that truly captivates me. The majestic bird exudes power and strength, its wings spread wide as if poised for flight. The intricate details of the tattoo come alive on his skin, and I can’t help but admire its beauty. The eagle symbolizes freedom, and in that moment, I feel as if I am soaring alongside it.

Both of them looked at me like I was insane. "First, he can tattoo? Second, you let him put his family crest on you? Damn girl." Becky laughed. I rolled my eyes. "Obviously. And well, it seemed fair. He let me tattoo him. The same spot, but his is a lotus flower sitting on a crescent moon with the five moon phases under it." I shrugged. "Wow. So you two are next level in this relationship. It's that serious." Becky whistled.

she's sweet. "I want to join your Society Shun can I get a VIP?" Lian asks Shun yu sweetly, what's with her voice BTW? "of course really if you can afford it why not," Shun Yu said then Lian giggle, oh she's now going to be a member then?. "You'll get a tattoo later.." Shun Yu whispers to me I nod. I almost forgot about that tattoo it's a tracker info tattoo yes they have it, and its color is like the LGBTQ flag and has a code,

And then he looks up at me in amusement. "I have a crazy idea." He says. "I don't know if you're up for it." "What is it?" "I think we should get matching tattoos." He suggests. "Me and you." "You have anything in mind?" "Yes." He nods. "Let's get a tattoo exactly like yours. But this time, we complete it." "I'm confused." I say. "What do you mean by 'complete it'?" "You have a tattoo of one wing, right? Make it two big wings to make it a whole butterfly. Complete it. And then I'll get a tattoo exactly like yours." He pauses. "Matching tattoos of a whole complete butterfly."

Cassie humphed. Well, I’ll be a motherfather, she thought angrily, and started down the hill in a huff. Cassie glimpsed the plastic bottle filled with liquid smoke (a much safer alternative for quelling and immobilizing honeybees actually than the harmful, old-fashioned smokers once used) hanging on one of the upright box-hives. She considered taking it for the briefest of moments but continued on without it. “Shoot,” she muttered to herself, “shoot, shoot!” When she reached the bottom of her yard she watched them and tried to make sense of it, tried to figure what precisely was going on here, and why. She squinted into the sunlight, waving a hand about her scrunched-up face.

“The one I cut on the back?” I blinked at her. “You mean the little asswipe with the shitty tattoo who wanted to fuck up my pretty face with his brass knuckles? Yeah, I’m fairly positive I don’t care if he’s okay. But from the way he lit out of there like his tail was on fire, I’d say he’s just fine.” “It wasn’t a shitty tattoo,” she mumbled. “It was the eye of Horus. Some thought it was a symbol to ward off evil, but it’s actually supposed to symbolize healing.”