Elijah Tattoo Ideas Novels & Stories

Esmeray held her forearm up, examining the intricate tattoo that adorned her skin. The tattoo depicted a majestic wolf, its eyes fierce and determined, surrounded by swirling patterns that seemed to dance with a life of their own. The lines were bold and precise, giving the impression of strength and resilience. “This tattoo is so unique,” Esmeray remarked, tracing her fingers over the contours of the design. “I’ve always felt a connection to it, but I never knew why.”

And he planted soft kisses all around my face. "Stop Elijah..." I chuckled, wriggling around his grasp. He leaned my back against the wall and my hands swept down his unbuttoned shirt. "God you're so beautiful." I let his eyes wander. And so did mine as I gazed down his torso. Elijah had a tattoo in the middle of his chest of a snake around a rod. He had always been fascinated by animals since we were kids. He took off his shirt to reveal his slutty waist when he leaned in again, it took all the self-control in me to step away.

Closing my fingers into a fist, I tap twice. —Well, but it's Princess Laury.— Jeremiah is standing in the open doorway, suitless, replaced by low-slung black sweatpants. There's no shirt in sight. And I should know, as hard as I am to look anywhere but at his chest. That tattoo I finally see on his chest. I'd only seen the top half, but I could never quite tell the jagged lines, the different lengths and angles. Now I see it's three puzzle pieces, fitting together perfectly. On the left is his name, on the right is Ezequiel's. The middle piece doesn't have a name, but its meaning is crystal clear.

Elijah commented, making me frown. "What if someone happens to have a snake tattoo behind their ear out of pure coincidence?" I wrote down. "Well, then I guess they chose the wrong tattoo and place." He replied, looking unfazed by what he just said. I looked down at my notebook, wondering if I should as him the question that was swimming in my head. I hesitated to push the pen to the paper for a few seconds. "I'll give you an answer to all of your questions." Elijah promised, making me look at him.

Elіjаh рrоtеѕtеd, rolling hіѕ еуеѕ. “Yоu ѕurе аbоut that?” “Wеll, can I gеt your number thеn, Joel?” a vоісе ѕuddеnlу ріреd uр. “Oh for god’s ѕаkе, Nеіl, саn’t you rесоgnіѕе a ѕtrаіght guу twеntу уаrdѕ аwау? Hе hаѕ hіѕ hаnd сlаmреd tо Izzу’ѕ thіgh. Dear gоd dоеѕ he nееd it tаttооеd асrоѕѕ hіѕ fоrеhеаd?”

Trees intertwined with ice and water, a howling wolf and a crescent moon. ‘I have never seen a mark like that,’ Elian mused quietly, attention fully focused on the mark. ‘And it sucks so much that I can't carry her mark as well.’ “It's okay,” Anisa said soothing, tipping her head back and granting me more access to her neck. “I'll carry the mark for both of us, Elian. I love it. It is perfect. And I am going to flaunt it!” ‘I’ll get an identical tattoo of your mark on my neck as well,’ Elian answered.

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.

As I tried to move more I saw his eyes slit open and glare at me. “Go back to sleep, kitten.” There was a demanding yet concerning tone in his voice. I let out a sigh as I settled back into his arms. However I could not get comfortable with his jacket coat scratching against me. I sat him up and heard his bellyaching to be disturbed once more. “Come on, kitten, sleep…” Elijah grunted as I set him up. I felt his lips press against my neck this time. Focus Ava. Ignore your urges. “Elijah just let me get your jacket….offf….” My voice got quiet as I saw a tattoo start at his collar bone. I would have never guessed that Mr. Connery had a tattoo. It made him a lot sexier than I thought.

Lana greeted, unsure what to call him. “It is Gamma Elijah,” he corrected. “Good Morning, Gamma Elijah.” Something was unifying, Lana noticed. All the leaders wore an armband over their black attire. Kaylee's was green with a snake drawn over it, while Elijah's was red with a dragon and gun drawn over it. Turning to look more deeply, the elders had theirs too, Katida, Viktor, and some other guys. She couldn't make out their symbols since they were far, but the different colors shone brightly.

I said before I admired them both, thinking although the skin around them look a little sore, they still looked pretty, and I couldn’t wait to show Elias. I got up from where I was sitting and quickly walked to the back where I found him also getting tattooed by another guy. He looked extremely sexy sitting there without a shirt on and all I wanted to do was rush over to him and hug him very tightly. “You done?” Elias asked me with a small smirk, and it was then I realised that he had got a picture of my face tattooed on the top part of his muscled arm with a black heart like design around it and the first initial of my name.