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‘How’s that possible you’re an earth plant type not the boulder type’ ivory asked as she studied the map. ‘Plants grow in the soil, so I have a thin connection with the ground while the boulder types have a thin connection with plants also’ Nara explained. Alfred opened his palms and fire appeared on it, the cave became a little hot. Smiling Natasha said ‘thanks Alfred’. Alfred nodded his head in acknowledgement. Ivory shifted away as she felt uncomfortable, she didn’t like the heat. Staring at her Alfred asked ‘how many days will it take us to reach the ice lotus’.

When he saw that the two old men were gone, he approached the one beautiful prey sitting alone in the middle of the small grasses with white flowers everywhere. He released his mocha blue rose pheromones to compliment his cherry blossom black rose pheromones, he gained his attention after doing this, and he touched his chest where he was marked during the knotting, it's burning in awe. The two-small tattoos, in the form of cherry blossom and black rose, he felt proud of it. As he came near him, he also wanted to leave a mark on him, the visible the better, now he knows where to leave his mark, to his scent gland exactly, to that taunting nape, but he will only do it with his permission.

Author's POV "Was it surprised what the fuck or bad what the fuck?" He asked taking off his gloves. "No seriously" Bella looked at him shocked. "It's so beautiful and wow! I don't have any words... How did you do that." He smiled. "So you liked it." "Ofcourse... I loved it..." She said looking at the tattoo which started from her waist to mid thigh. "It's a queen" He said. "Flowers around her shows that she can be gentle and loving and the dagger in her hand shows that she can protect herself when it's necessary..."

Taking me by surprise, that her tattoo was freaking glowing in the dark It glowed just like the color of her hair, violet, like her name. It bathe her face with some ethereal glow. I was kinda mesmerized staring at it. She does look like a goddess. I didn’t realize that I have been staring on her face for a quite longer than I intended.

she smiled widely at them as she rose from the foot of the tree where she sat. "I have a question though," it was the same kid from earlier who had asked who the Vampire King was. "What unique tattoo does he need to find?" "Oh," Dua chuckled, "I have a sample here." She rolled up her sleeve on her right arm, revealing a delicate jacaranda branch wrapping around the her right arm, with small, intricately designed flowers and leaves spreading towards her shoulder. The flowers are a vibrant purple hue, gradating from light lavender at the tips to deep plum near the branch. The branch itself is thin and curved, with tiny buds and leaves sprouting along its length.

"Who knew you had this side of you?" June's eyes peeked over the rim of her ice cream cup. "What do you mean?" Her voice was muffled by the spoon still in her mouth. He shook his head. “Don’t get me addicted to the side of you, my Edelweiss.” Her pulse stumbled as heat bloomed across her cheeks, creeping up to her ears. She tried to mask her reaction with a glare as she narrowed her eyes. “Don’t start.” Apparently, Edelweiss is a flower well-known for its ability to survive in harsh environment, while maintaining its delicate appearance. She sneaked in a quick g****e search while they were on their way here, she couldn’t put off the curiosity gnawing at her. Though, she didn’t understand how

He looked down and almost couldn't control himself. There was a small black flower tattoo on Suzanne's right waist. The slightly drooping petals were very dark, giving people a strong sense of vision and mystery. The black stem gradually went down and was hidden in the beige underwear. Edwiin reached out with his big hand and gently rubbed the little black flower with his thumb.

Gianna gazed down at her wrist, looking at the small tattoo she got in her teenage years. It was a dandelion, some of the seeds scattered as if blown by the wind, forming a small musical note. Nothing about the drawing was unique, as surely, a lot of women already had the same tattoo as hers now. She had been thinking about erasing it many times over but decided not to. The black ink looked good in her milky skin, but she would rather it stayed hidden.

A pretty love tattoo that looked embroidered with red and green flowers adorned one and bloomed right after each other seated on one of her laps. Without thought, which was extremely unlike me, I reached out to touch the flower. Goosebumps sprouted on her skin along the path of my dragging fingertips. She was as soft as she looked, like a soft moist cream. “Perfect__love them,” I murmured. “Th-thank you.” She said, exhaling a jagged breath when I moved to the other leg, trailing my fingers along the star flower tattoo that looked like they were made of thread, a brilliant illusion created from ink. “They were done by an artist that works close to a club, I met with her a couple of times.”

She felt his love, his devotion, his fierce, protective hunger, pouring into her through that single point of contact. The stone flared brightly, and when it faded, it was gone. In its place, on her wrist, was a mark—a delicate, silver tattoo of interlocking wolves, their forms spiraling into an infinity symbol. It glowed faintly for a moment, then settled into her skin, a permanent, beautiful declaration. Dante lifted her hand to his lips and pressed a kiss to the mark. When he looked up, his eyes were bright with something that might have been tears. "Mine," he breathed, the word no longer a claim, but a prayer.