Constellation Tattoos Novels & Stories

Why me? "What makes you think that I'm powerful and special?" "You're a Zodiante, you have the power of the stars. You're powerful, you can to things other can't." The guy next to me coldly replied. "A what now?" "A Zodiante, like me. You have the power to summon a specific celestial spirit, Goddess Virgo. You must be special for a star to choose a human being like you." I could feel the hatred in his voice. "Why did it choose me?"

I carry my face from his chest slowly and carefully, not to wake him up I roll over and lie on my side. I admire his sinful beauty, if I can just touch it once more. That's right I can touch it, after all he's sleeping. I flatten my palm on his chest and feel each rhythmic movement his chest makes when he breathes. I outline his body with my hands, over the six divisions on his belly to the tattoo on his chest. I remember when he got that, I came back tired from the classes I had and he came into my house grinning like he just won a lottery. He made me close my eyes, trust me I still cheated, opening my eyes slightly to try to take peaks of whatever surprise he was bringing up. When I opened

This was the number of people that Keagan could gather in such a short time. However, Nessa had never seen all of these people. “No.” She shook her head and then described the other men that she saw. “…he was bulkier and had a tattoo on his neck.” “A tattoo?” Keagan raised his brows. It was almost impossible to tattoo a shifter due to their healing ability; most of the tattoos wouldn’t last for long. “I don’t know what kind of tattoo, but I am sure his neck was inked.” Keagan nodded and then patted her head. “Good job for recognizing the details.” He then made another phone call to his beta and told him about the tattoo.

His lips touching my skin like if he doesn’t kiss me his life will end. The bite sent my body shaking unable to hold in all the pleasure. I still feel it when I think about it. My new tattoo is everything I wanted it to be. “N” covered in fur with Blue Moon behind it. A “V” covered in fur with a Blue Moon behind it is being added to Nathan’s collarbone. “Everyone is going to wonder why a V and not a T,” I tease him. “You are getting my common name on you.”

My eyes drifted down to his torso, and my breath caught. God must have enlisted his finest artist to carve Killian Knight. The tattoo, a haunting web of thorned vines, began at his right hip and sprawled across his torso. Its black branches reached his heart, with another branch peeking over his left shoulder and spreading down his arm to his elbow. The intricate design, hidden beneath his clothes, was now fully exposed.

The celestial oracle's voice resonated, "You've navigated the cosmic labyrinth with grace. The constellation of unity awaits, a testament to your intertwined destinies." The final constellation materialized—a celestial embrace that encapsulated the essence of Elain and Richard's love. It pulsed with cosmic energy, intertwining their destinies in a cosmic dance. Richard whispered, "This constellation is our eternal bond, transcending the cosmic echoes of time." Elain smiled, her eyes reflecting the cosmic tapestry. "Our love is a constellation that illuminates the vast expanse of eternity. Let's embrace our intertwined destinies and write a saga that echoes through the cosmic realms."

It looked perfect on her and thankfully it seemed to be the right choice. Angel’s eyes zeroed in on my newest tattoo that Uncle Dante designed. My brother had the same one. It was a bold choice, but we wanted her to know that she was going to be our choice whether or not there was a fated bond. It was a galaxy scene that morphed into an image of Angel’s beautiful face. ‘Angel – My Queen’ was written in calligraphy. “We had these done last week and are definitely our favorite tattoos,” I said, winking at her.

"A new tattoo? I'm in." Noah was more solemn. "It is a vow. Not just of love, but of rule. A promise etched in skin." Elias was there, to guide the magic. Using a blend of Dawnfire silver and pack-gold pigment, he worked on each of us. The old mate mark, the single sun, did not vanish. It became the center of something new. On my chest, the sun was now embraced by a crescent moon (for Neal's spirit) and was rooted by a winding, flowering vine (for my growth and lineage).

The constellations on the walls projected visions of cosmic revelations waiting to be discovered. As Victoria and Alexander traversed the celestial landscapes, a celestial nexus appeared on the cosmic horizon. The symbols on the walls guided them towards this nexus, indicating a convergence point where the celestial energies resonated in their purest form. The constellations aligned with the nexus, creating a cosmic tapestry that shimmered with the interconnected destinies of the astral realms.

A new constellation shimmered into being above them, faint but distinct: three intersecting rings of light, bound at the center by a single star. The world had taken note of what had been forged here. Selene turned her gaze skyward, the reflected glow painting her features in silver and blue. “It’s beautiful,” she whispered. Mirra followed her gaze, her expression soft. “It’s alive again.” Ronan tilted his head, studying the constellation’s shape. “Three circles,” he murmured, his voice reverent. “Bound at the center.” Selene smiled faintly. “Like us.”