Fiona Apple Tattoos Novels & Stories

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.

’ Drel says in my mind and I feel her laughter throughout my body. When I look at her, I notice a glowing crescent moon on her brow and her eyes sparkle like sapphires. “Look at your wrist,” her voice magnifies and echoes in the surrounding space. I look down, turning my wrist and what looks like a Celtic dragon tattoo and leafy vine encircle my arm. The vine has the same quality as Raff’s tattoos and I suspect it comes alive under octarine light. She smiles and says, “It looks like my spell couldn’t decide what was stronger so it blended a fae mark with the witch one.”

she said to Freya Kara brought out an apple and gave Freya, She didn’t even notice she had hardly eaten anything before she left, and now her stomach was growling, she took the apple with gratitude and bit into it, gladly munching on the juicy fruit She let out a sigh of relief as her shoulder relaxed, and a thought that completely slipped her mind popped up “ I wanted to ask you something, can you touch my tattoo? With your hands, I want to check something” She asked quietly “ Are you sure dear? Won’t it hurt you?” “ yes but if it hurts I will tell you, please I just want to check something,” maybe the curse on it had settled down when she came into the pack, maybe she was less abnormal.

Zoey “What’s this about?” Bri asked, sitting back in her chair. She wore Wyatt’s shirt open with only a thin low-cut bralette beneath. The new tattoo she’d had Issac drill into her skin was simple and elegant as it rested on her sternum just below her breasts. Up the center of her chest, the water lily bloom birthed a crescent moon, a series of lines and dots indicating its glow in a circle around it, and above that a dainty fleur de lis. It paired with the twin Hyacinth Bean vines that now wrapped around her biceps and snaked down her arms and around each ring finger all in elegant black and grey. She and Issac had this thing about being in each other's company in companionable silence. The

My mind buzzed, refusing to process any of it. The pumpkin tattoo in the photo was identical to the one on my wrist. I’d gotten it with my best friend, Lily Green. We both loved a niche gothic animation—the ever-grinning pumpkin figure in it had become our symbol of friendship. Lily had said, “Sophie, look at him. No matter how bad things get, he’s always smiling. We should be like that too.” And now, that tattoo had become evidence against me.

Gianna gazed down at her wrist, looking at the small tattoo she got in her teenage years. It was a dandelion, some of the seeds scattered as if blown by the wind, forming a small musical note. Nothing about the drawing was unique, as surely, a lot of women already had the same tattoo as hers now. She had been thinking about erasing it many times over but decided not to. The black ink looked good in her milky skin, but she would rather it stayed hidden.

“I need the ink.” “What colors?” He asked. “Each pile gets a black. The second one gets three.” Alec did as I asked. “The fourth is a water color tattoo so I need one pink, purple, blue, green and yellow. This one is red and orange.” “Four tattoos today?” Alex asked. “Yeah, they are all big tattoos and not much pain tolerance.” “Mine is itching like crazy.” “Turn around and lift your shirt up.” I said rolling my eyes. Grabbing the numbing lotion, I put it on his back. He even keeled for me but I caught him looking at me in the mirror.

Chapter Thirty Four Nina “How can I take this mark off?!” I went to the bathroom to shower and get down with my business before Alpha Aiden’s soldiers will come to take me away to serve my punishment by working on his mother’s garden when I noticed that Alpha Aiden’s hickey is still on my neck and it has magically transformed into some kind of half moon shaped tattoo. I once thought of getting a bunny tattoo just slightly above my belly button but I chickened out when I saw the tattoo gun.This moon shaped tattoo on my neck feels and looks so much different and mysterious from the regular tattoos.

“You must take me for a fool if you think I will go off with you in the woods. I watch too many horror movies to know the Dos and Don'ts.” An ear-piercing cracking sound came from the woods. Cassie looked to where she saw the yellow eyes before. Loud laughter echoed through the air, then a beautiful young woman stepped from behind the bushes. She had long, black, curly hair reaching down to her waist. Skin colour as golden as honey. “Alpha, I like this girl,” she spoke to Mitch. Then she turned to Cassandra. “Hi, I'm Fiona,” she stretched her hand for Cassie to shake. “Oh my God, you're naked,” Cassie said, shocked.

Mortals were such small, fleeting creatures—and they lived such enormous lives through what they chose to love. A young man raised a shot to his lips and downed it at the bar, apparently uninterested. My eyes caught a shape tattooed darkly just above his right elbow. Even upside down, I recognized the design: a thick-sided triangle with a laurel wreath emblazoned within it. It was a fan tattoo, but not any fan tattoo. My stomach sank in disgust, souring the moment. The tattoo represented the followers of another fae musician performing as publicly through the mortal world: Sy.