Novel & Cerita Girlfriend Boyfriend Matching Tattoos

Her eyes were red and puffy as she covered her face. "Raine, don't do anything stupid." Charlie reached for her, and as she moved, a tattoo peeked out from her collar—a sleek arrow with a bold C inked into it. Something clicked. Charlie had a similar tattoo on his chest, a Cupid-like design. When I asked about it, he brushed it off. Just for fun, he'd said. He always swore Raine was like a sister.

“I think it will suit you.” “Yeah?” Her gaze flits to mine again. “I also want to add the words ‘stronger than ever’ so it looks like graffiti on the bricks.” “The words definitely describe you.” Knowing she might have a problem with the tattoo artist, I say, “The guy who did my tattoos is a friend. If you want, I can be there so you’re not alone with him.” Her teeth tug at her bottom lip before she asks, “There isn’t a woman who can do the tattoo?”

He grins, his dimples show, the ones I love and want to touch. Liam is looking fucking hot today, I have to tear my eyes away from him because just looking at him is heating me up inside. His hair is flopping all over his face and I resist the urge to move it away with my fingers and to feel his locks. I can tell by the way he’s looking at me that he caught me staring at his photo on my mobile. His arms are looking amazing and it takes all my might not to trace his tattoos. One is of a rose and at the bottom on the stem is a heart with our initials on it. I’m not sure how a future girlfriend is going to take that. Guessing not too well, she’ll probably ask him to remove it. I’d like to see h

I can’t stop the dopey grin that takes over my features. “I love spending time with you.” I force down the shudder that runs through my body at the love thing. “So have you thought about it?” “You seem to have something in mind, let’s hear it.” “Let us get matching tattoos.” Confusion clouds his features, with a tiny pout, I can’t help but stare. “Tattoo? And matching ones?” I nod. “We both have those scars. Let’s decorate them. We have the final say on how they turn out.”

“You know what? That’s all that matters.” “My name is Jude,” my boyfriend tells me. “That’s a nice name.” He lifts my hand and points to a tattoo on the inside of my wrist. “This is for you and me. J & J. Jo and Jude.” He shows me his wrist too. “I have one like it.” “Wow,” I mutter, tracing my finger on his tattoo. “It’s so pretty.” “Yes, and you are pretty too.” “I am?” He nods. “Very.”

you're way to close" "Well I don't want him to cut your veins and Damian rips my neck with his fangs" the tattoo artist's hands froze. "She's kidding she makes vampire jokes a lot" I said eying her with a warning look. "Yeah her boyfriend just looks like a vampire" she forced a smile. "I don't think he'll kill me" I laughed and she gave the you never know look and I laughed harder. She puts her hands next to mine as out friendship tattoos looked swollen but perfect.

" Again she stops, and I'm starting to wonder if she would speed up if I plain out ordered her to spill it. "Bella?" "Hm?" "Stop dragging this out. Whatever is spinning round and round in that beautiful head of yours is very likely not that out there, or nothing I haven't heard a few times already." She makes a face for a moment, probably thinking I've insulted her lack of creativity, but then she relaxes again, even smirks. "What do you think of getting matching tattoos? And I mean matching in the way of we both choose something on our own, but add a small detail from the other's design. That way if things go really

She's always liked tall guys with dark hair and maybe a few tattoos. We laugh a lot as we discuss the men we've dated and how bad they were. She admits she's a virgin. i tell her I am, too. I even say it's a great thing in our world she doesn't seem convinced. We get to the tattoo shop, and we pick two tattoos, one we each will get on our wrist and one that we pick for our selfs. The one on our wrists is a tattoo of two wolf shadows howling at the moon, and the one I get that's just for me is a colorful dream catcher on my shoulder blade. I was done before Annalise, but it was ok because she had designed and drawn her own tattoo, and I got to watch them finish it. I was at a loss for words.

A tattoo of sorts of two intertwining cresent moons, one golden and the other black. "Your mark has changed." I was starting to say the same thing, but Valeria was pointing to me this time. I looked down into the stream to catch my reflection. I noticed she was right. The marks were now a matching pair. The only difference was where each cresent was placed. The top one was golden on her, while the top mark was black on mine. I heard myself growl towards her, as I pulled her body against mine. "Mine." I growled and claimed her lips for myself once again. Valeria put up no resistance. She parted her perfect lips and allowed me to slip my tongue into her waiting mouth. Tasting her, I could feel

"Danny suggested I draw a larger tattoo to go over my girl to help cover the scar. She will always be there, just we will be beside her." I felt tears in my eyes as I looked at his drawing. He had merged our two wolves, facing each other. My girl had her snout in Kota's chest. "Wesly," I whisper as my fingers trace the wolves. "Do you like it?" He asked me. "I know it's a little larger." "I love it!" I said, and then I showed him my gratitude.