Fiona Apple Tattoos Novels & Stories

“It goes away after a few weeks.” Her eyes lit up. “Can I get one too?” Rosa ruffled her hair. “Of course, princess.” We picked our designs—Rosa chose an intricate floral pattern for her wrist, while I opted for a delicate crescent moon on my ankle. Francesca, of course, insisted on butterflies on both hands. As the artist worked, Rosa smirked at me. “We should get real tattoos next time.” I scoffed. “I don’t think Alaric would be thrilled if I came home with a full sleeve.”

I asked if she wanted to try waxing, she didn't want to at first, having seen how it was done on me, but when she saw it was nicely done, she summoned her courage and also got waxed. She had her tattoo to cover her scar after an appendectomy, while I had mine where I wanted it done. It was a simple design of an infinity symbol with a string of words that says: "Live the life you love" and "Love the life you live" with a bit of touch of extra designs of an arrow and feathers on both ends of the passage. And with our names inside each circle, it had on its three inches length from side to side. And ever since then, she maintained her martini glass wax style.

I had expected the place where an Alpha get’s his sacred, opal-bound tattoos to be slightly more prestigious. Still, we walked in and a girl with rainbow coloured hair and a bulky, severe looking man, presumably her boyfriend greeted us. They bowed at seeing Dex and summoned a series of small monks who all appeared from the back of the shop. Within minutes the scent of incense and chanting was thick in the air. “This is Luna Kate, she needs her first sacred tattoo.” “Of course, come with me,” the rainbow haired girl said and grabbed my hand to lead me to a leather chair. “Do you know what you want?”

"Dressing? My foot! As if I haven't seen you naked before... Brielle, I don't know what it is, but it looks as if you are a different person. Brielle hates the sound of the harmonica; she hates instruments, but now you're playing the harmonica... Are you sure you're Brielle?" His eyes widened. "Brielle has a tattoo of my favorite fruit, an apple, on her back. I want to see it," Ken muttered, and Aurora shifted back.

I wondered how she looked beneath all of the uniform. “You should close your mouth before a fly gets into it,” Fabian had said to me about two days ago in class when I saw Athena dressed in a tank top and sports pants. A very colorful tattoo of a dragon was on her back, and that shocked me because I didn’t know she was inked. Although I had dabbled with the thought of getting a wolf tattoo on my chest, I didn’t take it seriously. Now I wondered if I should do it to please her. After all, the goal was to get her to me, or perhaps I could do a big tattoo of her name or face in a very exposed part of my body.

She has no idea who she is dealing with. "Oh hey Cheska right?" I said, as if we'd met at the mall. I know she's the one who took pictures of me and posted them. I would really love to shave her hair. "W-who are you?" She asked, trying to calm herself down after her terrified expression. Playing brave I see. I removed my mask and looked at her with a smirk playing on my lips. Her eyes widened even more when she saw my tattoo. Something on her chest drew my attention: she had a tattoo of a mafia logo, layered V and S with flames in the background, Villa Samonte Mafia. Who would have guessed that this babe is a member of the mafia?

She could never forget that insult, no matter how many times Kourtney had apologized to her. On the other side of the room, Fiona, Kourtney's favorite cousin, sat engrossed in her own world. At just 17 years old, she had already made a name for herself as a famous TikTok personality, with a legion of followers eagerly awaiting her next viral video. Fiona's phone was an extension of her being, capturing every moment and transforming it into captivating content for her adoring fans. She couldn't resist the urge to document this family gathering, secretly recording snippets of conversations and capturing candid shots of her relatives, much to their annoyance.

He was afraid that his sharp fangs would hurt his fragile, delicate mate. Lilly saw that the tattoo was on Declan's chest, right where his beating heart was. It’s as big as Lilly’s palm and looks like a Ylang flower and a crescent moon in a circle, surrounded by lines that look like some tree vines. Meanwhile, Luca got the tattoo on his right, lower stomach, just on his sexy hips. And Finn has it on his right shoulder. The color of it is also different for the three of them. Declan is blue, Luca is white, and Finn is purple.

Rowan glanced at her and noticed her gaze fixed on the small, thin tattoo on her ankle. Nora wore a pair of knee-length wide-leg shorts and low-cut white sneakers, revealing the slender tattoo on her ankle. From a distance, it was difficult to discern what it represented, but upon closer inspection, it was a delicate "f". It was mainly to represent the word ‘forget’. Rowan had suggested she get the tattoo. Perhaps artists and designers tended to have a more unconventional and distinctive taste. Otherwise, given her personality, she would never have considered getting a tattoo.