Dogwood Flower Tattoo の小説・ストーリー

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

Xavier cursed. "Just like us, they shared the same symbol to their family. Their emblem is a certain wildflower, Achillea millefolium, or Yarrow. The tattoos are printed against the skin on their nape. It's too small to be even noticed," Zeus explained. Xavier's brows furrowed as he looked closely into the picture. "A month ago in L.A when I was on my honeymoon, I received this strange message," he admitted. "What did it say?"

“I just think there are better tattoo ideas. Especially for Liviana, who would really suit a rose tattoo or one of a lily- her favorite flower. Isn’t it your favorite flower?” Liviana, who hadn’t been paying attention to the two’s bickering, hums as she turns. “Sorry?” “Lilies?” “The- Uh, flower?” Liviana asks with a furrowed brow. “Yes, the flower.” Violet nods. “What about them?” “They’re your favorite, aren’t they?” She asks. Livi nods. “Oh, yeah. They’re really pretty.” She says, a smile as she agrees that they were her favorite flower. “And wouldn’t a tattoo of a lily be better than that of a bird?”

“No.” I said firmly. “I must insist. Yo-” the doctor stepped forward “You touch me with that needle and I won’t be the only one with a concussion.” I threatened. “I saw your tattoo. You can’t be afraid of needles.” Janine said. Damn, I had a massive tattoo of my wolf on my back. She was pure white, which is a symbol of royalty. “What is your tattoo of?” Axel asked.

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

In black, grey and blue ink, beautiful, intricate patterns of floral and wing designs mar my skin, but at its centre, Zefiro name sits majestically in stunning calligraphy. The bastard tattooed his name into my skin.

"Ready for this?" “Malcolm, are you getting a tattoo?” I couldn't help but ask and he nodded with a smile on his face. “You should have just told me that.” I mumbled under my breath. "Design's already been discussed," Max said, "Flower with veins on your right hand." He nodded, his eyes locked on mine. "For My wife." For me? I know Mon Fleur means my flower and he's getting a flower kind of tattoo, dedicating it to me. Aww. How sweet.

Her eyes were blue colored and she had full kissable lips she painted over with some clear lip gloss. She had a large watercolor tattoo of a Phoenix on her left side in red orange and many other colors. On her thigh was a watercolor tattoo of a wolf howling to the moon. What bothered her the most was the three most personal tattoos she had. One was on her right forearm it was a watercolor tattoo of a Celtic Love knot the read “Love is real”, Rhys has the same one that read “Real is Love”. Another one was the was of their fingerprints that came together and formed the shape of an heart, Rhys also had the same thing. And the last was the obvious one, It was and eternal love tattoo right above

She had to clarify what she meant when he gave her a look of suggestion. “First, Brindle’s privates were never private.” He had to chuckle at that clarification. “And second, the tattoo was like a black rose with red blood drops falling from it.” Madison dropped the cup she was holding. “What did you say it was?” If she had heard him right, that could only mean one thing. “A black rose with little tear-shaped blood drops falling from it. Why?” He felt the anxiety of his mate once she comprehended this information. “Madison, what does that mean?” He gripped her by the arms so that she would turn to look at him.

David said next to me. I looked at him in surprise. "What's happening?" He shook his head. “Love… this probably won't work.” He climbed in, stepping up close behind me and pointing to my side. I looked down and found out that there is no lining under the lace and because of that my tattoo is visible. These were flowers that were mostly located on one half of the ass, but also reached a little on the thigh and up to the pelvic bone. David frowned at the sight. “That would drive parents crazy, Tate. Certainly not these."