Black Onyx Tattoo Novels & Stories

***** As Astrid and Phoenix found themselves enveloped in the warmth of the shower, the steamy tendrils of water swirled around them. Astrid's eyes traced a path down Phoenix's back, following the mesmerizing lines of a majestic black dragon tattoo that adorned his skin. The dragon's head was a focal point of the tattoo, its features fierce and noble. Eyes that seemed to follow Astrid's gaze held an otherworldly intelligence, while its sharp fangs hinted at the creature's primal nature. Its neck arched gracefully, giving it a regal posture that commanded attention. From the powerful shoulders down to the tapered tail, every contour of its form spoke of strength and resilience. The artist had

I swallowed hard, slowly raised my head to check who had just spoken, Rune He sat next to Onyx. He was lean, with shoulders slightly slumped in an easy posture.. His face was angular, but his features were fine, giving him a sort of youthful look. His hair was silver, he slicked it all to the back. The unique thing about him was his eyes. They weren’t a single color. The left was molten gold while the right was deep sapphire blue. My line of sight moved down, to his naked arms. There was a tattoo covering most of the flesh. It was hard to make out the art. If it were â thing, an animal, â plant?

are inked between the bird’s wings. “Blackbird,” I say, naming the Beatles song. “Yeah,” she sighs out. “It’s my favorite song. Means a lot to me. The colors all stand for my survivor status. Green for mental health. Purple for domestic abuse. Teal for sexual abuse.” Without knowing what I’m doing, I step forward and my fingers trace down one of the bird’s wings. I feel her take in a shuddering breath and she leans into my touch. I’m lost in the beauty of her tattoo.

I wondered why Blaze decided to get this tattoo done. I really liked how subtle the ink was done. The black ink accentuated his fair slightly tanned skin well and stood out proudly. I couldn’t decipher the image even though it looked oddly familiar. I traced the black ink with my index finger, feeling its softness, and made out the lines. The artwork was really unique but peculiar. It started from the top of his shoulder to all the way down and stopped a few inches on top of his forearm. It was a really strange piece of work but it also looked quite attractive at the same time.

He say but I'm to focused on his tattooed body to care about anything he says right now. My fingers trace the inked skin. He has a huge tattoo of Kali, the goddess of destruction, on his front. Different designs litter his skin but my favourite has to be the flower on his neck. It is the only tattoo that has colour out of them all on his front. He has his nipples pierced and I never thought I would say this but it looks really sexy.

My hair is down my back in waves, covering the exposed skin. When I look down the dress, I can see the black ink of the tattoo I had done in the month that Dalon and I hadn’t spoken. I had wanted a permanent reminder of him and our time together. A reminder that Italy wasn’t just some dream. The tattoo is simple, but the meaning behind it is powerful. The tattoo is a sun with a moon inside it to symbolize two opposite worlds coming together in the most unexpected but beautiful ways. Like an eclipse that is so rare, but so powerful and beautiful to witness.

His head drops. Janine looks sharp now. “And the ring?” “It was a gold band,” I say evenly, “with a diamond pendant, white crescent, surrounded by black. They said it was black onyx.” Mr. Blackwood starts panting, his hand tightening on the table. Mrs. Turner rubs my back slowly. “Black diamonds… black onyx… those are often symbols. Priceless ones. Especially when made by certain families.” “Oh,” I say, shrugging. “I just thought it was jewelry. People steal things.”

I made sure all the rings looked identical but that they were customized as well. Osiris’s ring was black tungsten symbolizing his black hair, and black wolf, with 6 small unheated teal sapphires embedded in the band, symbolizing the teal color of his eyes and the six of us within this mate bond. Inside it was engraved with mine and his initials and the word “Gorgeous”.

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."

Thirty minutes slipped by and Alpha Baron who was sitting on my left, commented. "Looks like he's running late" he said, but no one said anything. Just then, we heard the sound of footsteps. Everyone looked up and the tension doubled. Killian Black had just arrived with his Beta and Gamma. They all had a circular tattoo on the side of their necks which was half covered by the collar of their shirts. There was nothing abnormal about Killian. His aura radiated no darkness of any sort. He was just as tall and muscular as I was. Dark brown hair in a quiff, brown eyes and a moustache. He had a smile on his face. For reasons unknown to me, that smile of his, made my skin crawl. A tall blonde walke