Novel & Cerita Dying Wish Tattoo

Under his expectant gaze, I shook my head. “It’s gone.” The last wish was gone. Just moments ago, I traded my life for my final wish. I tightened my grip on the sacred token in my hand and whispered his name, “Alex… I’m dragging you down with me!” He did not hear that part as he was answering a call from the hospital. He grabbed me and rushed to the hospital. “Valentina’s delivering, Lilian! Wish for her and the baby’s safety now!” Valentina Wilson was Alex’s childhood sweetheart. She claimed the baby in her womb was the reincarnation of an angel and that it needed the blessing of a mermaid to survive the birth.

Dhampir Silas replied politely with folded hands. Dhampir Silas Noah is the guardian of the coven and Ace Denzell's bodyguard. He has black eyes with pale skin and wears a mask made of leather with teeth as sharp as knives. On the back of his neck, there is a Molinija tattoo mark, which looks like two streaks of jagged lightning crossing in an 'X'. This tattoo is only given to a dhampir who has killed a Strigoi. "Where is the queen?" Rook Theia asked.

Mike and Catie seemed to be good parents, and if their daughter got the looks from both of them, then she is beautiful. “Seb, I want you to promise me something.” She takes a long deep breath, and my palms turn cold clammy. I hold my breath when I feel like I’m not going to like the next words will come from her mouth. In my twenty-five years of existence, I’ve never been in this position, making promises to a dying woman, which I know I can’t say no. So I have to do whatever she asks me to. “Whatever, Catie. I’ll do everything you want.” I start sweating even the room is cold, and I feel claustrophobic.

Why were they fighting like this over the death of that jinx? Jealousy burned in her gaze as she thought, "Even dead, you're still trying to steal my spotlight? Keep dreaming, Ophelia! Soon, no one will even remember your name!" She quickly masked the vicious look on her face, then covered her mouth and put on a frightened, tearful act. "Marcus, Sean… Ophelia is already gone. Even if you beat each other to death, she won't come back." The words deflated the two men at once. They looked at each other, then at the frail-looking Alexia.

My mouth began going down from kissing his neck to that strong broad chest, my eyes were closed but then I looked up to catch his expression after he held back a groan in his throat, but my eyes landed on his chest who welcome me with a new tattoo, I brushed my fingers on the ink, This tattoo was a combination of words which I knew was Spanish, those words were completing a circle and huge deadly snake was printed between them, starting from Amor (Love), Escapar (Escape), Desamor (Heartbreak), Venganza (Revenge), Misión (Mission), I could few words of it. “What is this, Armando,” I examined the details of that horrific tattoo, my eyes couldn’t move from it, It was obvious from some words tha

I smiled, my heart warming with joy, and said, "Ok, let's try this and see!" I carefully took out the tiny tear from its resting place and placed it in the palm of my hand, feeling a surge of excitement and hope. I spoke the words Whisper had whispered to me, my voice filled with conviction and longing. "I wish for an ancient Luminari, Male, who would love Whisper with all of his heart and soul, and they would have many children together, filling their lives with joy and laughter, and live happily together forever!" Whisper's eyes grew wide with wonder and anticipation as the tear began to glow, radiating a soft, ethereal light. Then, in an instant, it disintegrated into dust, leaving behind

“The tattoo she’s drawing on your skin will connect you to a bird. You can always send it information.” He held his hand out, showing me the tattoo on his arm. “I have the same one as well. This means the bird is reserved for just you and me. once our use of it is over, the tattoo will naturally fade away” The woman stepped back as she finished. “If you wish to convene it, all you have to do is speak its name, it will answer.” Her voice was gentle, yet carried an air of worship. She turned to my father, eyes searching for confirmation. He gave a slow, solemn nod, the weight of unexpressed memories shadowing his expression. A strange cold ran down my spine, the solemnity of their words sinkin

It only excluded the person who you wished to fall for you. Kaya para maiwasan iyon, pinipili kong idaan sa isang nakakabagot na proseso. Tampering their mind, controlling their emotions bit by bit. Since, I heard that love is a damn process or whatever. See? I'm not that bad as you think I am. I can revice a dead person, but in order for the wish to be granted, it needs to be payed with the life of a person who summons me. Your life will be given to the person who you wish to be alive. That's cruel, right?

Scar shouted before Jasmine disappeared into the room. ______________ Jasmine settled on the chair provided for her as she examined the different designs of tattoos on the walls, "Did you design all of these?" She asked pointing at the drawings as Alejandro turned around to look at what she was pointing at, "Yes, I did," he replied as Jasmine continued to admire the drawings in awe, "They're beautiful," she said as Alejandro chuckled before walking towards her with the materials to get started, "Thank you, so what would you like to get?" He asked as Jasmine lay back with a grin on her face, "I'd like to get a Japanese dragon with words at the end of its tail," she said as Alejandro looked at

Hazel said aloud, as she knelt down in tears. "I can't believe Rita died without my final blessings. She was my best maids amongst all, I wanted her to live the best life she never had growing up. I wish I never let her leave my sight. She never deserve what she went through, she was an orphan, who needed love and support, I feel so sad for her death, and for the death of her unborn child." Hazel's father said calmly.