Edelweiss Flower Tattoo Novels & Stories

I haven't seen all of them, but these are my favorite,” he said pulling me out of my thoughts by caressing my shoulder again where three sunflowers were showing. I had tattooed three on each shoulder and although Eva hadn't told me, I knew she liked them because whenever we were together her hands ended up caressing them. "It's my favorite flower,” I confided smiling when she looked at me with surprise. “Can't men like flowers?” “I have never thought about it...” “What's your favorite flower?” "I don't know,” she said thoughtfully. "When they’ve been given to you as a gift, which one did you like the most? Or do you just throw them away without thinking?”

I flinched at the pain. "There… done" Maddy said and wiped off the blood from my skin. I finally let out a sigh of relief and waited for the pain to lessen before slowly standing up from the chair. I walked to the full-length mirror and looked into my detailed rose below my shoulder blade in awe. I wanted this pattern specifically because roses symbolize passion, promise, hope, and new beginnings. I saw Logan walking towards me before pressing a gentle kiss on my tattoo from behind. “It looks great,” he said.

It was beautiful and she couldn’t stop the tears from falling as she stood up. It was a single flower with her name flowing out of the stem. It was also her favourite flower, a poppy. The petals were a dark red with the stem in black. Her finger lightly traced first Ryan’s tattoo and then Reid’s. “It’s beautiful …”

She inquired of the Alpha. "My favorite flower?" Seira nodded. "I don't have one!" Hunter blunted, looking away. *~* Stepping out of the tattoo shop, Seira couldn't stop looking at her wrist, grinning widely, caressing the ink on her wrist. "Can you stop grinning, it doesn't look good on you," Hunter scowled. The grin on her lips didn't fade. "I'm happy, this is your favorite flower. Is there any particular reason why lotus is your favorite?" she looked up at him expectantly.

Feeling his warmth and taking in his refreshing sandalwood scent. "Don't worry I am fine." For several days, the pair tirelessly searched, navigating through the harsh, snow-covered landscape. With each step, the snow crunched beneath their shoes, the world around them a stark, frozen wilderness. As the days passed, their adventurous search brought them closer to their goal, and soon only three towering mountains remained, their white slopes gleaming in the pale light, as if guarding the herb they sort.

Perla put a blushing pink Lobelia flower behind his ear. “In some cultures, these flowers symbolise love and good luck. So I wish you both.” And with these words, she sent him off to find the girl with the Ice wolf.

Willa, the poor soul, hung onto the floor, her mind racing with questions she didn’t have answers to. She glanced at her hands, and just then, she noticed a faint dark ink stain. Hastily, she wiped it against her dress, but it didn’t go away. Instead, it bloomed into a beautiful orchid flower. Willa gasped, and so did the other players. “I have a sunflower...” one player chimed. “Mine is a rose,” another said. Willa turned to Elias, but the stone-cold man sat still, his hand within her vision. Unlike everyone else, he had no tattoo. The other players noticed, but no one dared ask, not when his chilling gaze was enough to make them vanish before the system did.

a saleslady said as she approached. She turned and pointed to the necklace she liked. “May I see this one?” she asked, following the saleslady inside. Within a minute, she held the necklace in her hands, examining it carefully. Could this be the gift she would give Ricky's wife? “Miss, do you want others like this?” the saleslady asked. “No, just this one,” Flora Amor replied. “But do you have one with a D in the center?” “Sorry, ma’am. We have other pendants with D, but they’re not heart-shaped.”

Jessamine wanted to pull her hand away, but Thaddeus tightened his grip so much that she felt a jolt of pain. As they pushed and pulled, they heard the sound of something ripping. The sleeves of Jessamine's clothes were torn. Thaddeus was stunned to see the tattoo on her shoulder. It was a picture of a Red Spider Lily. If he looked closely, he could see the indents of a horrifying scar hidden in the petals. The red spider lily was a flower that symbolized death and rebirth, a fitting symbol of Jessamine's situation.

As he takes Addison’s hand and stands up, Addison glances down the length of his body, eyebrows raising. She had been so distracted while she and Javan were fucking that she didn’t even notice it, but with her shorts off, Javan’s thigh tattoo is in full view. It’s a floral piece, a black and white arrangement of tiger lilies and peonies. It’s gorgeous. The design perfectly accents the curve of his muscular hip. “Your tattoo is pretty,” Addison murmurs. She reaches out and brushes a finger across it lightly. “I always wondered what it was. Especially after all your tormenting.”