Harry Potter Fanfiction Magical Tattoos นิยาย & เรื่องราว

I want to imprint my love on his soul like an invisible tattoo, lurking behind the shadows of my wonders and make Jeremy speak magic out of my love. And that will only happen if he will let himself be tattoed by me, which, I know, is very impossible to happen.

They had never seen anything like this before. Brax studied the tattoo. His brow furrowed in deep concentration. "It's not a tattoo," he explained slowly. "It's something that showed up on Luna when she did a spell to put someone's dead soul into a living body. It's connected to dark magic, and it seems to grow whenever she uses magic from that craft." Lucian moved closer, studying the tattoo. I watched his eyes as he looked over it. "Do you know what it is?" I asked him.

"It's not a spell to stop heat ,it's a spell to lower your body heat. I never actually tried it before so it either cools you down or you freeze to death, Whichever works with me," I can still remember the dumbfounded look on my face as I looked down at the snowflake tattoo on my wrist in horror. The spell was bound by the tattoo and it was already too late to back out nor did I have energy left in me to fight so I just picked up my towel and did the walk of shame to the walk in closet but not before asking him to not leave me…stupid mate bond was making me miserable.

“ This tattoo was something that was given to me by a dark wizard, I had a hard time keeping it restrained. Only the blood infused with dark magic can break through the dark spells that are cast on a person or a thing.” As he spoke the red blood that was dripping down on the voodoo doll slowly turned dark and then it started to ooze a sticky black liquid which dripped from the edge of the counter and then gurgled on the bottom of the floor before it started to rise and formed the shape of two human beings while the one on the left was completely deformed while the other figure formed a figure of a woman. “ This must belong to the dark wizard since it’s impossible to track them down without t

by another lady who is their friend. I got some mental therapy to get out of that traumas. Even in these bad situations I never used magic. I almost forgot that I am a witch. I lost trust in men, I can't overcome that and gets afraid if any approaches me. That's when Leo appeared in my life. When you said that you are my beloved I know what it will lead that's why I followed you" This story is indeed sad but we have more things to do than pitting so I asked, "Okay if you never used your magic means then why now?" She rolled her sleeve to her shoulder and said, "Cause I am one of the sentries" with that her whole arms appeared with a weird tattoo. Now we all became speechless. A pity soul is

“I’m going to have to agree to the fucking tattoo she wants me to get.” “She wants you to get a tattoo?” I asked. This was news to me. Kam sat up and nodded. “It’s one of the things she likes from her books. When two wolves mate, they bite each other and leave a mark on the base of the neck. She wants to get matching tattoos since there’s no magical healing in real life.” I had to laugh at that. “That is so, I was going to say ridiculous, but it’s actually kinda cute! Are you that serious about Rose?”

Yuri asks. "We feel hot and terrible, but it is starting to subside. I can feel the warmth in my heart spreading through my body. Are you sure we will be able to walk in the sunlight?" My mother asks. "Yes, the spell is done, and you should be able to walk in sunlight," Yuri says. He goes to look at my mother and father's tattoos. And although they do not look like mine, I am not surprised. I know that the two that we got were enhanced spells. It is supposed to bring out our true feelings. Vladimir told me that. His gypsy has enhanced the magic. And that is why my tattoo does not look like my parents. I remembered the tattoo on Johanna's back. The tattoo looked like my parent's tattoos. I re

This was going to be easier than I thought. Helen first saw me and rushed to me. “I need to go see my son. I have to be sure this bitch didn't do anything to..” While she rambled on, I quickly calmed my mind and took deep breaths. A surge of power rushed through me like a hot larva, eliciting another pain from my tattoo. A cloud of light engulfed me and their mind appeared like bubbles before me, floating in the cloud. With a blow of air, I muttered a forbidden spell and they all slumped to the floor, numb. A smile of victory crossed my face when I opened my eyes. Stealing a peak into the room, I gestured to Rapheal and the sight he beheld made his mouth drop.

"Guess what I tattooed on her? 'Public Male Amenity'. It suits that b*tch who only knows how to seduce male werewolves! I even used triple the amount of enchantment potion to make sure it would never fade." Greta was talking about the humiliating tattooing process I had to go through. The female werewolves, who had no idea what the truth was, clapped their hands in delight. "She definitely deserves it!" Greta started to gloat as she listened to their approval of what she had done. She could not hide the hatred in her eyes for me.

Just like before the world stopped and only he was there in existence, it felt like I was a willow and I bended to his wind. "How can someone be this beautiful?" I asked myself out loud without hesitation. His light reddish-brown hairs were tousled in a way that looked perfectly beautiful, his skin looked as the season autumn itself was breathing in him, those uneven freckles sprinkled on his face were unnoticeable to human eyes but not from mine and I was ready to love every single one of them. He was wearing a black t-shirt beneath his red check shirt and faded blue jeans. As he walked in the opposite direction I followed him and noticed that watchman watching me I smiled at him as creepil