Forever In My Heart Tattoo Novels & Stories

He smiles, cupping my face gently in his hands, "My heart, my soul, my everything belongs to you... but today, I want to honor our love. I want the world to see that whose name is written on my heart." Grabbing my hand, he places it over his heart, and my eyes follow his movement. When I spread my fingers over his heart, I get a glimpse of something. Slowly, pulling back my hand, I see my name tattooed over his chest, just above his heart. Tears fill my eyes as I gently trace my name letters. My heart overflows with emotions when I tear my eyes away from my name to meet his gaze. I want to tell him how much I love him and how it is me who is fortunate to have him in my life. But words refuse

I obey her and taking her delicate hand, I stand up beside her, walking back to the main room where our clothes are. We must leave, but the memories and everything we went through will stay with us forever like a tattoo, the eternal memory of our love. And just as now in this magical moment I know how much I love this woman, I am sure that I will love her forever, without a doubt. She has been the best gift that destiny has given me, and now I plan to live a happy life by her side. Only mine, and I will always be only hers... Forever... The end.

I concluded staring at the wall in front of us while my mind replayed all those endless nights when my heart felt so heavy I thought I wouldn't make it. "And it never did, right?" he asked calmly but my silence seemed to have given him the answer he needed. The other tattoo wasn't there the last time I had taken my time to trace every part of his body, which was over six years ago. This is no heart or design of any kind, it is a date, 16/04/2018, no design, no color, just plain and bold, so bold it was like he wanted it to be seen even from afar.

The way he used to brush a stray crumb off her lips with his thumb. Kat blinked rapidly, willing the tears to stay back. She hated this. Hated how effortlessly he could unravel her composure. And then Levi’s gaze flicked to the board. “Hey,” he said, his tone lighter, “look at that.” Kat followed his eyes, her stomach sinking as she spotted it. Their picture. The one they’d taken on a whim, laughing like fools, scribbling “Levi + Kat forever” beneath it in bright red marker. “It’s still there,” Levi mused, his voice soft but deliberate.

And they will forever have my heart. Undeniably, unequivocally, and until eternity do us part. * * * - - - - - To Be Continued - - - - -

As her gaze drops to my bare chest, her eyes sparkle, seeing the tattoo there. Right over my heart, in elegant, bold script, is her name: Selena—tattooed permanently on my skin with a small heart next to it, like a symbol of where she truly belongs. “I can’t believe it… You…” she breathes, fingers stroking the tattoo. “You did this for me?” Her voice trembles with emotion. I take her hand in mine and press a kiss to her fingertips, my eyes fixed on her. “Of course, love. You’re my heart. Now, you’re a part of me forever.”

I sighed as I removed my finger on my lip. I describe my tattoo to be a heart, not a love shape. A heart precisely, with a lock at the left ventricle. I described the lock to be the one you see on a door handle, where your key fits in. I added the heart should be in red ink and the lock darkened to create a real image. Then 'Bunny' should be written in calligraphy at the bottom side of the heart. "You know, that would require more lines on your skin, yeah?" the tattooist responded.

“Show you what?” I glared at him. “The tattoo.” He smiled and grabbed the hem of his shirt, slowly lifting it. My name. Inked on his chest, over his heart. Permanent. I stepped closer, tracing the edge with my thumb. “You’re insane.” “You love it,” he said quietly. I did. Because it wasn't dramatic; it wasn't a declaration begging for a reply. It was something private, something certain. He pulled me in by my waist. “This place, this life. It's ours now.”

His face never once flinching. After a few more hours, they were finally done and we left. As we walked toward his car, I looked down at his arm and smiled as I saw the tattoo through the plastic. I drew a cute doodle of a muffin and below it, I wrote in cursive: In your heart, I'll live forever. Love, Bella.

"From the day I met you, I'm sure my heartbeat is different for you I don’t believe in love. I can't believe how I feel about you. How many times have I denied, I hid it a few times, but I love you even more. With each tear dripping from your eyes, it was as if my heart was being torn apart little by little. I started to smile at you and this is the beginning of what I thought would last forever. I like your smiles, especially your eyes I know they are shouting at me. In this world, you are the only one who gave me life. Anger and sadness are wrapped in my heart, but you are wrapped in love. You gave me hope to stand up and start even if the substitute was Goodbye. It is considered a sin, bu