Cherry Blossom Spine Tattoo Novels & Stories

“That would be most beneficial. What do I need to do?” “Nothing just take my hand.” Aspen lets me hold his hand and he watches me. I see a look of shock from him as I feel the warmth flow from me into Aspen. My eyes must’ve turned color again. I let go of his hand. “That was amazing I could feel your energy flowing into me.” He looks at his wrist. “What is this?” “I’m sorry I should’ve warned you. It appears when I grant gifts you also get a tattoo.” “Interesting, this is the symbol for dragon’s eye,” Aspen informs us. It’s just a triangle that has lines from each point meeting in the center of the triangle, it doesn’t look like a dragons eye. Aspen sees the look of confusion on everyone’s f

She was on her bed with another while one boy was sitting on my bed and another was standing by the window in the middle of both beds. All of them had their eyes on me the moment I stepped inside, and they looked like I was interrupting something, like I shouldn't even be there. And the boy on my bed didn't even look like he was getting up anytime soon. He had spiky purple hair that was obviously dyed. It was shaved at the sides, almost to his scalp and longer at the top. I didn't like dyed hair, mom was against it. He also had piercings, a nose piercing and two on his left eyebrow. His clothes were all black and gothic looking. My mom wouldn't approve of him, at all. The boy by the window h

I opened my eyes, giving him a petulant look. " I found the perfect tattoo," he smiled, moving my hair out of the way and running his fingertips along a line behind my left ear, "I'm going to do it right here, little delicate blood-colored roses. Beautiful and with sharp thorns, just like you.” I took a deep breath, biting my lips, trying in vain to keep my body from reacting to him, then giving up. Bringing my hands to the back of his neck, I pulled him back to me, lying down on the gurney as I kissed him. Joshua brought both hands to the hem of the long t-shirt I had borrowed as soon as we got back from the cafeteria, lifting it without any hesitation.

He touched it, and it came to life… “This is the symbol of the Rainforest Rose… the flower that means sexual love…” He said huskily while kissing the symbol, which looked close enough to a rose. “This one, over here…” He caressed the pattern he drew across my breasts. The pattern looked like cherry blossoms. “It is the singing blossoms, the symbols of joy…” He kissed the lines of the pattern, making me gasp. “Then over here, we have the MoonPetal flower…” He tried a small symbol over my heart, bringing it to life. “You already know what it means,” he sighed, tenderly kissing it.

However, she could not see the tattoo on her back. Blair turned on the room lights, took his phone, and snapped a picture for her. “Look.” Mable looked to find that the tattoo on her back was a peach blossom tree in full bloom.

Zoey “What’s this about?” Bri asked, sitting back in her chair. She wore Wyatt’s shirt open with only a thin low-cut bralette beneath. The new tattoo she’d had Issac drill into her skin was simple and elegant as it rested on her sternum just below her breasts. Up the center of her chest, the water lily bloom birthed a crescent moon, a series of lines and dots indicating its glow in a circle around it, and above that a dainty fleur de lis. It paired with the twin Hyacinth Bean vines that now wrapped around her biceps and snaked down her arms and around each ring finger all in elegant black and grey. She and Issac had this thing about being in each other's company in companionable silence. The

He turns slightly to toss the shirt aside. That's when I see it. In the centre of his spine sits the mark. Five dark, petal-like shapes arranged in a perfect circle. A stunning rose tattoo blooms around it, the stem trailing down his spine like a vine. The mark looks alive, almost pulsing under the warm light of the room. Something pulls me towards it... like it's calling me. Without thinking, I stand. My bare feet carry me forward until I'm close enough to reach out. My fingertips brush the five-petal mark, and a spark of electricity shoots through me.

Standing in front of a full-length mirror, Destiny stared at the lines on her body. Her mother's tattoo had been more like a maze, lines ran apart from each other, but always running parallel. Hers were more floral. It looked like vines had grown all over her body. It gracefully followed the curve of her hips and breast. Likewise, it ran double helices down the sides of her legs and her spine. It flowered up at the base of her neck and was embedded with lotus blossoms. Normally, she wasn't into flowery designs, but this tattoo was fascinating, there was something powerful, mystical about it. They looked more like tribal flowers rather than Hawaiian shirt flowers. That would have been very un

At least he had a shirt on that day. Then something caught my eye. On his left pec, near his heart, there was now a tattoo. Unconsciously I stepped forward so I could get a closer, better look at the newly designed tattoo. It was the name 'Baby B' in cursive italics. Under the name were two red roses in the form of an 'x'. My fingers were itching to touch the newly done tattoo but I knew better.