Edelweiss Flower Tattoo Novels & Stories

Enduring his close scrutiny. She could feel his piercing gaze on her nakedness especially when he took his time wiping her shoulder down to her arm. His earnest gaze follows the trail of the intricate ink adorning her flawless skin. A minimalist flower vine tattoo that starts from behind her ear down to her neck, trailing down further her shoulder blade and intricately rounding her entire arm until the back of her palm, where it ends. "Beautiful" she heard him whisper while running his index through her shoulder, giving her goosebumps.

Thea looked at the arrangement with growing confusion and nervously reminded him, "Theodore, these blossoms carry specific biological messages. I fear they are inappropriate for a territorial parley." Theo tilted his head, feigning the innocence of a young pup. "Oh? Do you speak the language of the flora, sister?" "The Platycodon grandiflorus signifies eternal devotion—the long wait for a mate. And lavender... its message is one of yearning." Theo nodded slowly, as if absorbing a new hunting technique. "So that's how it was." No matter how much Thea tried to explain, Theo would just let it go in one ear and out the other.

’ Drel says in my mind and I feel her laughter throughout my body. When I look at her, I notice a glowing crescent moon on her brow and her eyes sparkle like sapphires. “Look at your wrist,” her voice magnifies and echoes in the surrounding space. I look down, turning my wrist and what looks like a Celtic dragon tattoo and leafy vine encircle my arm. The vine has the same quality as Raff’s tattoos and I suspect it comes alive under octarine light. She smiles and says, “It looks like my spell couldn’t decide what was stronger so it blended a fae mark with the witch one.”

she explained "Now the flower below the ocean is a lotus flower and it symbolizes purity, renewal and eternity while the combination of red and white roses on my upper arm symbolize unity," she finished pulling away to look at me and I there staring at her in appreciation, not really expecting to hear such a beautiful explanation. "What?" she asked smiling and I released a small laugh. "Nothing you just surprised me," "Meaning?" "I didn't expect the meanings behind your tattoos to be so," I started pausing not really being able to find a word to describe what she had just expressed.

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.

I can’t show him how happy I am about that. "It was interesting in the beginning, and yeah I got this one on Monday," Interesting. "Let's get tattoos together, not matching tattoos but I want to get one too," I traced the Lotus tattoo. Seeing how pretty it looked on his wrist, I couldn’t resist the urge to kiss it, it’s slowly becoming one of my favourite flowers because of him. "When do you want to get it?" He pulled me closer to him.

He whispered back. He smiled again, and my hand flew to my eye again. Thentos took one of the young elves' shields and held in front of my face. I could see the light blue, silver tattoo that started at the corner of my right eye and swirled down in a beautiful, intricate design. It looked like a vine crawling out of my eye down to my cheekbone and the other half over my eye towards the corner of my eyebrow. I removed the crown and placed it around my neck instead, like a choker.

"A new tattoo? I'm in." Noah was more solemn. "It is a vow. Not just of love, but of rule. A promise etched in skin." Elias was there, to guide the magic. Using a blend of Dawnfire silver and pack-gold pigment, he worked on each of us. The old mate mark, the single sun, did not vanish. It became the center of something new. On my chest, the sun was now embraced by a crescent moon (for Neal's spirit) and was rooted by a winding, flowering vine (for my growth and lineage).

Serafino would come with me. Perhaps because the wounds had finally healed, I slept soundly. I stretched, about to get up and make breakfast, when I heard a soft knock. "Leona?" It was Serafino's voice. I threw on a silk robe and opened the door, stunned by the sight before me. Serafino stood there holding a huge bouquet of edelweiss—the most difficult flower to find in these harsh mountains. He wore a deep blue cashmere coat, his eyes overflowing with tenderness.