Fairy Wing Back Tattoo Novels & Stories

Being claimed by an Alpha of his strength while my body was already weakened by the heat had left me more sore than I wanted to admit. As I stood there in the dim light of the corridor, my mind involuntarily flashed back to the first time I’d gone to Damon’s room for help. I remembered the ink on his skin. It had been mesmerizing—thorny vines wrapping around his neck, dark symbols on his forearms. But it was his back that haunted me. He had skeletal wings tattooed across his shoulder blades, intricate and macabre. And right down his spine, there was a line of cursive script. I hadn't been able to read it then, but the image of it was burned into my mind.

Eleanor smiled to them and promised to not forget about it. After they left she looked through the witch book and found the page related to the fluitis mias. She was reading the information written about it with a lot of concentration. 'Like I thought this is really about this herbe, it specify the herbe's benefit and the way to use it. Ah! there! it say that this herbe can't grow without another herbe by it side. the finus herbe it is a common herbe that peoples take from fatigue.'

My jerremy coiled out, wrapping around his butterfly tattoo again, when its purple wings nipped with magic. “Your ink,” I asked, “is that what’s controlling your nature?” “Do you like it? Such a clever tattoo with magic woven into it that hides my Curse, when appearing nothing more than the mark of the Alpha Empire, where the Purple King butterfly is our national emblem,” King spat out, flinching as I reached to touch the tattoo. I instantly pulled back. “I’m sorry, it’s just so…”

He didn't realize that the joy Raymond felt when he was called by his name had created a new feeling within Ravi, like many butterflies flying out of his chest. "Ravi?" Ravi woke up from his reverie, seeing Raymond tilting his head in confusion, one of his eyes shining brightly. Ravi licked his dry lips and shifted his body away from Raymond. The intense scent of chocolate still filled Ravi's lungs. "Yes. So, can your wings make you fly?" Raymond's smile faded, and he shook his head slowly. "No, they're just decoration. I'm the only one like this. If I were a full elf, I could use them to fly, but these wings aren't strong enough to lift my body."

Grabbing the hem of my hoodie, I threw it over her head and let my eyes feast on her beautiful body, her slightly tanned skin glistening in the moonlight and decorated with black ink similar to mine. Eight tattoos, she had told me. The first one I had already seen before was on her right upper arm, a wolf standing over a half moon, howling. I knew there was an infinity made of flowers on the inside of her right wrist. I found the next on her sternum, another half moon but with a sword piercing through it. But what took my breath away was the intricate flowers and branches beneath her left breast that stretched up all the way to her back. There were two birds sitting amidst those bloomed flow

All of them turned to the side to show the Fairy Clan crest that was engraved on their clothes. "Perfect." The receptionist said, seeming content that he saw the Fairy Clan emblem engraved on their clothes. He stood up and walked forward to open the door. Only as he turned around did they notice the same symbol tattooed on the twinks' arm. "Newbies aren't allowed to bear the permanent mark on their body yet. When you're ready to swear your allegiance to the Fairy Clan, only then are you given that kind of privilege. Good luck newbies." The twink said as the door opened and there stood a beautiful, tall man wearing tight jeans and a blue shirt. But what shocked them was that his hair was dyed

By the time I lifted my gaze, Elion was already sitting in front of me just like Hael. His shirt was off his body. His back was bare and I saw his tattoo. Unlike Hael's, his were bold, colorful, and very vibrant, stretching from his shoulder blades to his lower back. It was a Phoenix. A big one. With large wings inked in gold, red, and black colours. The beak was open, as if it were screeching. Its talons extended as if it had just risen from ashes. It looked powerful, just like Elion.

She was still contemplating the answer in her head when she heard a door open and feet shuffling into the room; her head immediately turned to the direction of the sound and at that moment she wondered why the ground didn't open and let her fall in. Liam had a towel tied around his waists as he stepped out of the bathroom; his hair was wet, and a bunch fell over his face; his torso was bare, thus exposing a good amount of his chiseled abs, there was a phoenix tattoo. A mythical firebird with roots in both Greek and Egyptian lore, it rises from the ashes to signify rebirth. The tattoo started from his left chest and on his ribs inching downwards to his waist line which was incredibly sexy; If

She was so tight, so wet, always ready for me. I reached out and ran my hand over her delicate face. The tattoo on her forehead was so unique and beautiful that it looked like a tiara. If we had a daughter, she would have the same tattoo on her forehead. Then, she would also have a back tattoo of our pack. I wondered what it would look like. Kaya had a Crescent Moon Pack tattoo on her back. Two long lines ran up her spine, and at the top was a Crescent moon. What would be ours? We didn't have a sign for our pack.

Seraphina snapped. Tanisha blinked at her innocently. “What did you see? Nothing happened.” She pulled her t-shirt over her head and got busy unbuttoning her shorts. Like the other girls, she was already wearing her swimsuit underneath. I was mesmerized by the tattoos covering her back. As she moved, the art seemed to come to life. A dark, winding vine curled around the image of a bird mid-flight. “I thought your front was impressive, but your back is even better!” I said to Tanisha, a little too loudly.