Cute Simple Fish Tattoo Novels & Stories

The memory of last night returned all at once, heat rushing through me as I turned my head carefully toward him. He was still asleep beside me. His dark hair had fallen messily across his forehead, and without the cold sharpness he carried while awake, he looked less terrifying and dangerously beautiful. My eyes drifted lower, to the tattoo stretched across the left side of his chest. I had noticed it before, but never this closely. The koi fish was elegant and fluid, its body winding across his skin in delicate black ink with hints of faded crimson near the fins, almost as though it were swimming through invisible water. The lines were graceful, beautiful in a way that did not match the bru

The water hits my back at just the right temperature and I move my hand over my back but then I move my hand to my wrist. I look at it with a sad smile on my face when I see the tattoo I'd gotten. It is an infinity tatoo , in the infinity are two butterflies on either side each one representing the each family member I lost . And the only one I had well that was until my uncle and aunt lived with me in ghe mansion and treated me like their own.

I pointed at a silvery-blue fish with black stripes. "This is an Angelfish. I didn't know you were so fascinated by fishes." "I love fishies. They don't talk back or make noises. You don't even have to take them for a walk!" I said quickly. What am I even saying at this point? "I see. Well, thank you for showing it to me, but I'd like to go back to the party now," he smirked. "Right, go ahead. Goodbye," I said and released his arm.

"What the fu-" "The tattoos." I push the mass of doctors away from her and turn my gaze to her ribcage. There are several small tattoos, but each one is easily distinguishable from the others. The first in the line is a wolf's head with a number eight between the eyes. Next is an arrow, a dagger, two crossed arrows, a gun, and a target symbol.

He stood up holding her straddled against him and took her to the bedroom when he felt her dozing off, the poison transferred to her is getting detoxified. He gently laid her down and covered her with a duvet, he pushed the shirt she had on off her shoulder exposing a small but detailed tattoo of a dragon entangled with a Phoenix in a bright red ink shimmering under the ray of setting sun, the tattoo shone for sometimes before fading out slowly. His eyes darkened as the tattoo faded. Raymond!!! *** The two-year-old boy stared at the fish tank from where he sat with kin interest, his finger tapping the armrest in a rhythmic best, he hardly blinked.

It attracted Miria to do the same, as the water looked very clear and she could see the smaller fishes were swarming the kids’ feet. “Oh, I want to catch these fishes but the kids seemed to enjoy being kissed by them,” Usha muttered to himself, feeling a bit ironic. Miria heard Usha meowed, thinking he might be hungry from the trip. “Wait Usha, I have something for you,” Miria pulled a medium long dry anchovy from the basket and gave it to Usha. Usha’s eyes immediately sparkled and he chomped down on the dried fish immediately.

I never saw one of that kind I wonder if that fish is big as the book about it says. I look at the water who have different rocks and somehow visible water. “But, I can’t see it clearly…” I can barely see those fishes, maybe I can get near it to have a good view? Hmm… looking around, I saw that everyone is busy. Some are looking at the fishing rod they would use, some are looking at the instructions and some are already fishing. There is no board saying you can’t enter the fence, its height is also small that it is barely reaching my legs. Just a little above my knee. There are seats piled in one corner. Maybe that is the chair used when fishing? I bend a little to see the fishes. I want t

I looked around and blushed before I looked towards him. "You done all of this for me?" I whispered. He nodded and smiled encouragingly at me. "Yeah, I planted every single one and grew them myself. The koi fish are even pretty big too. They love swimming around in their pond. They'll swim up to you too if you go over there," he purred to me and then gently started to pull me up to the pond where a black and white, white and gold, and orange and white fish swam together. A few smaller ones that looked like babies were swimming around, but they all seemed to notice us and swam a little closer. Silas pulled out some food for them and fed them, watching as they ate it up quickly. I smiled and l

Liam is waiting at home for him and to be honest, he'd much rather be by his son's side than in front of his mother. “How was school?” “It was fun. I think I did pretty well in Math.” Nikolai helped Liam as he fed his fish. Every fish of different colors started to swim up their way to the top. Liam's eyes would always widen with this scene. He loves seeing his fish up close. “Look, Daddy. Mr. Clown is hiding!” He gasped. “Mr. Clown?” What a name it was. The fish has a striped pattern and in Nikolai's opinion, it did look a little funny just like the others. It's a wonder where it got the name.

“Do…do you want to see it?” “Only if you want to show it to me,” I say, my voice quiet. “I do.” She pulls her fingers out of mine and turns around. Chloe lifts her shirt, slowly revealing her back to me. There, covering her entire back, is a watercolor tattoo of a black bird in mid-flight. Its body is curved in a “c” shape, its wings spread overhead. The background is filled with splashes of color: teal, green, and purple. And the words “Take these broken wings and learn to fly” are inked between the bird’s wings.