Elf Ear Piercing Novels & Stories

“You just don’t look like a rocker. Like, at all.” “What does a rocker look like?” “More makeup. Fewer clothes. Piercings. Tattoos.” “Who says I don’t have any piercings?” Sed traced the edge of her ear with his fingertip, drawing attention to a pair of small diamond studs in her earlobe. “Ear piercings don’t count.” “I wasn’t talking about my ears.” Sed’s eyes searched her face. “Then where? I don’t see any oth-Oh…”

It was tied in red ribbon and I let out a growl of irritation. My beta must've heard and came over to where the arrow was. "They left a note." I said and watched as my beta gently untied the note and opened it slowly. Then the smell hit us and my beta gagged and ran over to the now broken window and through up. I pinched my nose and picked up the note, noticing that a wolf ear fell out of the folded letter. I paid no mind until I saw the gold earring. There was only one wolf who had pierced ears that stayed even when he was in wolf form and that was my father. Anger hit me and I decided to read the note.

I did not want my parents gloating about me being perfect all the time, so I did something that I did only while I was out with my friends. I took out a tiny white box and opened it. A pair of studded diamond earrings stared back at me, and grinning, I took out one and put it on my left ear and then I replaced the box. Taking out a black one which was the same size, I took out another pair of earrings. This one was a clip earring with a small cross dangling from it. My parents would hate it. Perfect. I know I told Eloise not to do anything that would upset them, but I could not resist bringing a little bit of chaos with me just to get on their nerves.

Other than her luscious pussy and her large fucking mammeries, she was the least captivating. Her nose was too big for her round face. It looked like an oversized coat on the shoulders of a young cub. The shell of her ears glittered with golden and silver earrings that almost turned me of. Not real gold, I could see. She must have gotten them from a pawn shop, or a petty thief. A golden ring with simple design hung down from her belly button as well. The ring bounced up and down with the motioned of her body.

The one I feared to be outside of band concerts. 5 piercings on each ear, plus my gages. Hanging charms from the gages, one was a silver cross and the other was a silver wolf, looping around my ear. An eyebrow stud and a nose ring were the final touches to the metal. The shirt I wore while we played at school was under my leather jacket. Dark wash jeans and my combat boots folded down was the final clothing I added. A quick winged eye and black lipstick finished off my look. As I turned, Emmett already had his jeans on but kept the shirt he slept in. His smile was contagious.

I gulped a lump from my throat and lick my lips to ease me up. " Shall we leave ?" I asked to escape from that comment. Suddenly I saw his hands forwarding to me and I jerked back thinking that he is going to pull me for a kiss. But no he tucked my hair back to ears and looked at me with a frowned face. " Where is your ear rings ? " He asked " Mine won't go with this dress. It's a pearl stud and all faded " I replied pulling back that hair strands to cover my ears. " Then wear something else " he said. I looked at him like " seriously ? "

“It’s—inside my head like a—like a hand.” Elara’s face twisted with pity. “How?” Mara shook her head rapidly. “They—before the rescue—someone put something behind my ear. I—thought it was medical—” She lifted her hair with shaking fingers. Behind her ear, half-hidden by bruising, was a small adhesive patch—thin, translucent, with a faint embedded filament pattern. Not a chip implanted under skin, but something meant to interface with nerves through the surface, a bridge between biology and system signals.

I opened it to find a pair of dangling earrings that matched the necklace. He held them up to my ears and turning me so that I was looking at myself in the mirror again. "Andrea, I don't have my ears pierced," I said. "What?" he replied looking at my ears. "What 24-year-old woman doesn't have her ears pierced?" "Me apparently." "Don't worry. I'll pierce them," he said. "I want you to wear these tonight." "No, no, no-" I protested. "Trust me," he interjected. "Wait for me on the bed. I'll be back in a minute."

I carefully rubbed it and then looked up at Jane's face, she looked so relaxed so I must be doing something right. I noticed a little hole on her belly button and my eyes widened. "You have your belly button pierced?” I looked up to her face and her eyes were now open. She blushed and nodded her head. "Me and Ollie got it done two years ago for my birthday. I also have my ears,-" She pointed to the lobe of her ear. "-my seconds-" She pointed a bit further up on her lobe. "-my helix-" She pointed at the top of her ear

I untied it and slowly opened the box. Two identical earrings appeared. It's silver and the design is simple. I took the card and read it. I've noticed that you had many piercings on your right ear. So I bought these earrings for you, hope you like it.' I frowned. There is no longer a note as to who it is from. So I thought I'd check the CCTV in case someone sends again without a name. Who gave I put the box in the drawer next to my bed. The letter said...he noticed the hole in my ear. And he was right there, I have five holes in my right ear. On the other side are three.