Emperor Moth Tattoo Novels & Stories

He remained still and often engaged in a small chat with me to show that he was all right for I was a bit agitated as I scanned the way his skin bruised and bled. When she wipes away the excess drops of his blood in completion I examine the tattoo over his red puffed skin. It consists of a total of four elements beginning with a wide circle and inside the circle are two equally beautiful but distinct flowers and one crown. Perhaps from an outsider's view, it would seem like a feminine design one that females would prefer and definitely not Phobos. But he said there was a meaning behind it and I am utterly interested. "Thank you. I shall return in a few days to get the rest finished."

It was a royal emblem of the Eclipsis family, and it symbolized a solar eclipse and blood stars. A symbol that represented the family that ruled all vampire races: their monarch. This meant two things: either she was in trouble or she was not. Simple as that. An ordinary vampire could have that tattoo because they liked it, or this vampiress could be distantly related to the family. Wait. Why should she care? No matter what, this was a serial killer. In her 23 years of life, she had never spared a monster just because of wealth or social status.

"That's the best I can do for you." "I don't know who they are—" The spy pursed her lips, dragging down the collar of her shirt to reveal a blood red tattoo of a bird. "This is their symbol." Elsa moved closer so as to get a better look. The bird had its wings fully spread, majestically soaring into the skies like a king. 'What specie of bird is this?' She thought to herself.

“T-The chain tattoo around my neck is the very proof of that. The emperor may have given me one of the most noble titles in the empire but this mark still remained. It cannot be removed like how I cannot erase my past so all I could do is hide it.” Emery held his hand and squeezed it despite being shocked as if a lost lightning just came out of nowhere and struck her. Still, she slowly urged him to put his hand down since there was no reason for him to feel embarrassed in front of her. No words came out from her mouth since she could not find the right words to say. And she also did not want to carelessly blurt out words since it could actually be an insult to the knight. Only then, Castor b

I left his lips and moved my lips to his throat while my hands felt his sculpted abs,like he was carved out of the finest marble. I grazed my finger on his tattoo he had just below his right nipple. "It's a symbol from Roman mythology which signifies bravery and readiness for sacrifice for a good cause."He explained me about the beautiful tattoo.There were many on his back and biceps,most of them inked to hide his scars from old fights.I dropped a wet kiss on it and then trailed downwarda whereas my hand moved to his awakening member.

Silently, the emperor descended the steps and came to a stop a few feet from Nezetta. Following his lead, everyone else rose from their seats to come to a halt behind the emperor. Naomi fiddled with the slender, diamond-encrusted sapphire-tipped ring on her middle finger, holding her breath with the heavy cloak around her shoulders weighing heavily on her as she waited for what would happen next. Daegal unconsciously mirrored Naomi's nervous movements as he played around with the black diamond ring on his middle finger as well. Their rings were made to match their respective eye colors while the cloak around Naomi was embroidered with the sigils of both their tribes- a constellation of stars

Her mesmerizing and radiant beauty and the graceful curve of her figure, a captivating silhouette, drew his gaze like a moth to a flame. Her eyes, akin to liquid emerald pools, shimmered in the light, and he found himself ensnared in her eyes – where he felt the intoxicating pull of drowning within their captivating depths. Yet, it was the way she ogled at him that stole his breath away. Her eyes fixated on his tattoos, drawn to the intricate details inked into his skin. On his left arm, the Celtic Knot work with Fangs unfolded a captivating narrative, where fangs seamlessly blended with ancient Celtic motifs. The Veins and Blood tattoo, like a river of life, traced mesmerizing paths within

As I turn one of them over in my hand, I notice some kind of pattern of tiny pin-prick-sized holes on the inside. “Here, let me,” Taylor says, gently grabbing one of my wrists. He quickly fastens a cuff on each wrist, adjusting them so that they sit comfortably. He then takes my wrists and puts them together so that they are facing upwards and when I glance down I immediately see what the pattern is; an exact replica of the emperor penguins tattoo that I wanted with one on each wrist bowing to each other to form the shape of a heart. “I had them especially laser cut the pattern so these are entirely unique; you are the only person in the world to have a pair like this,” Taylor says softly.

The four types of tattoos were the Alpha tattoo, the Beta tattoo, the Zeta tattoo, and the member tattoo. My tattoo had seven moons at the top of my back with two versions of the Helm of Awe on each shoulder blade. In the middle of my back was Yggdrasil, the tree of life with a wolf head coming out of the roots. Finally, below the wolf and running down my spine was my name in Old Norse. In the middle of Yggdrasil’s branches, the Alpha sign of our pack was cleverly blended in.

That tattoo was the beginning of Emily’s newfound hobby apart from her books, she had sketched some new designs in her sketch pad and had it in mind to get them done when she had enough money to spare for it. “Why? It’s pretty sick.” Bella was not planning on backing down from wearing this gown, she didn’t have any other gown that she fancied in her wardrobe right now, and she wasn’t on talking terms with her mother to demand a wardrobe change. She had been selling some illegal stuff of late to keep herself from starving to death, Emily didn’t know about this and she wasn’t planning on telling Emily anytime soon. “The thigh tattoo,” Emily said pointing at her leg, revealing a hakuna matata s