Dandelion Tattoos Meaning Novels & Stories

“I know I am married but isn't weird that men can't look at me? I'm not asking for attention but…” “Duh! It's because of that flower on your hand.” “Excuse me what?” What did Mia mean by that. I looked at the tattoo. Is it because Datura flowers are dangerous? “That literally means ‘Stay away, I am Jerald Carter’s wife! I belong to him and no one else' What else would you get a matching flower tattoo with Jerald for? Don't tell me for couple goals.” Mia said and I laughed but she looked dead serious. “Are you serious?!” I asked her.

The skin darkened, collapsed, distorted. She wasn’t Lena anymore. She wasn’t anyone anymore. I didn’t cry. My gaze moved downward to her hand. On her right wrist, there was a tattoo. A small daisy. We got them together in our junior year. She chose a daisy. I chose a sunflower. She said the daisy meant hidden love. I said the sunflower meant always turning toward you. We both cried after it was done. And now, I looked at that daisy. It was still there on a body so ruined it no longer looked human.

special. "Just you?" I don't know if that's an answer or a question. He just grinned and went straight to the monitor. "What design do you want?" I thought about it, and I decided to have the Gladiolus flower tattooed on me since it typically symbolizes honor and remembrance. But it has many other meanings too such as: Strength of character. Faithfulness, sincerity, and integrity. It's just so perfect for me. "Gladiolus. You know that?" My answer.

The revelation about the masked man having a dragon tattoo had struck a chord within him, sending his thoughts spiraling. A surge of memories flooded his mind, memories he had tried to bury deep within his consciousness. The image of a fierce dragon tattoo, its intricate design etched upon a powerful Lycan King's arm, resurfaced in his thoughts. Xander knew all too well the significance of such a mark. It was a symbol of authority, a mark reserved for those who held immense power within the Lycan community.

"It's a flower tattoo, the color is striking and the shape is distinctive, the flower crown expands like a claw-" Alpha Darren squeezed the gun he was holding. "It's a flamboyant flower, the emblem of Pack Delonix, taken from the Greek delos meaning striking and onyx meaning claw. Fred couldn't possibly work alone because he knew there would be no one brave enough to rebel with him. So he teamed up with Stevan, the masked men are members of Pack Delonix, that's why they're wearing masks." "This is bad, very bad." George wrung his hair in frustration. "He might have done something to Diana. Oh my God!"

I like it because when the wind blows, the petals of these perennial weeds are blown away. "Do you know what makes a dandelion special?" He asked. "Because, it is very similar to you...." I smiled without looking at him. " Even whispering we understand each other. I heard his footsteps towards me. What does he think I don't search about the meanings of the things I like. I have already searched for that on g****e! "The yellow one's of those dandelions, illustrates the sun...." He continued walking. "Those dispersing seeds of it, represent the stars...."

I was starting to enjoy his existence. And it was... scary. "Vivian?" Kai called out, breaking my reverie. I quickly turned my attention to his stomach, trying to look casual. "This tattoo," I said, pointing to the image of two feathers intertwined on the right side of his stomach. "What does it mean?" Kai glanced in the direction I was referring to, then smiled a little. "It's a symbol of freedom. Two feathers-one long, one short-bound together but still having their own direction."

To the untrained eye, they might look like tattoos. But in reality, they were a form of spirit-binding. Right beside them was the imprint of a red spider lily. Because the markings extended downward, and since he always wore collared shirts, she had never seen them fully before. Now that she had noticed, she wanted a clearer look. Without hesitation, she grabbed him and lightly pulled at his collar. It was well known—the red spider lily bloomed along the path to the underworld, guiding departed souls toward peace. Its meaning? The gentleness of a demon.

“I plan to tattoo a Koru on you. It’s a sort of spiral that’s part of Māori culture, and in New Zealand, it means new life, growth, strength, and peace. They made bone sculptures with this symbol that were used as pendants for necklaces. The bone, when worn, changes color. And for the Māori, it meant that a part of a person's spirit entered the pendant. Sometimes it was given to another person, as if to transmit a part of one's happiness.” James takes off his shirt and shows me his right shoulder. “I had it done by Sky last week. Mine is a way to transmit my happiness and love to you.” He puts his shirt back on—what a shame—and turns back to me. “And also a bit of bad luck, since you manage

LILLIAN’S POV The mountain road was narrow and dangerous, but Andre drove with a calm confidence that soothed my disturbed nerves. “Tell me about the tattoo,” he said calmly after we had a gone a mile in silence. I traced the design through my jeans. “My father said it was a family tradition. That the moons would protect me.” “And the vines?” I hesitated. “He said they represented bonds that couldn’t be broken.” Andre’s fist stiffened on the steering wheel. “Do you believe that?”