Heaven Sent Tattoo Novels & Stories

Below it, I wore faded denim shorts that showed off my long, dusky skinned legs paired with a fashionable pair of black heeled boots that went just above the ankle. So the spreading, navy blue tattoo was clearly visible for the world to see and it formed a tribal tattoo exactly identical to the one Chester had on his chest !! “That’s the mark of my father’s clan,” he revealed. “It is said that only true lovers are able to get exactly identical tattoos which is the rarest of rare case, believe me, specially if the lover is not from the same clan,” he elucidated. “This mark will always protect you and give you my part of the courage and energy if you ever need it when I am not with you. It is

I managed to push out a smile. I told her genuinely, "Thank you. But, who are you?" Her smile deepened on her lips. "I am Celeste." She sent a hand out to me, which I took, noticing the black tattoo that stood out on her wrist. It was an unusual tattoo, which seemed more like a runic symbol. It was of three crescent moons, all facing away from each other. What did it represent? "I'm Allyssa," I said, and she nodded knowingly with a smile, causing me to chuckle. "And you already know that. Nice to meet you, Celeste," I said, instantly liking her. It is funny how this night keeps getting weirder.

Rehaan spoke sincerely looking into her shocked hazel ones. Her eyes which were fixed on him, now moved down to his chiseled chest where her inked name was proudly resting. She widened her eyes looking at her name engraved in dark black ink. Unknowingly she lifted her fingers and traced the tattoo on his chest slowly. Rehaan closed his eyes as her fingers touched him slowly. Her name (Saanvi) was written on his chest in italics. She had seen his naked chest before. This tattoo wasn't there. He only had Pheonix tattoo below his chest. It's a new one.

“The aim is to make it through one month and a half without getting busted.” He agreed with a nod. We fell into silence before I finally asked, “you have angel wings tattooed on your back.” “Yeah.” Was he really going to make me ask? Of course he was. I wanted to drop it but I was too curious so I asked anyway. “Do you believe in heaven?” “Only in hell.” I rolled my eyes. He knew what I was asking about. He was just too frustrating to give a real answer. I attempted to switch tactics.

As my eyes follow his neck I find our mark sitting there like the most beautiful tattoo with its simplicity. The triple moon sits on our neck, the outlines clean and crisp. Inside the full moon sits two paw darkened paw prints. Three stars connected by thin lines rest above the full moon and waning crescent. Tracing the image I enjoy watching Damon shiver while I whisper, "it's beautiful."

Qui velit, ut vivat in aeternum. “What does it mean?” She asks curiously. My breath hitches at the feel of her warm fingers, making my voice sound husky when I respond. “It says, “Who wants to live forever?” She chuckles as she considers my morbid message. Before she can ask me another question, I take a deep breath and place my hand over hers. “Do you have any?” Sage smiles shyly as she sits up on the bed to lift her shirt’s hem, showing me the small tattoo decorating her hip. It’s a heart with rose thorns wrapped around it. My breath hitches at the sight of her firm stomach and concave belly button and the way her skin glows like a shining pearl in the moonlight. Biting back a groan, I run

,he answered. “Stupid people.If they’re hiding you,why would they even bother to put a tattoo on you if they’re protecting their surnames?It’s nonsense”,he added. “I have no idea,I have a tattoo”,she said curiously. “Seriously?”,he asked sarcastically. “It’s here.It’s hidden”,he said then touched the tattoo. “An infinity line with three lines below it”,he added describing the tattoo he saw. “Every Silvenia has a tattoo like yours but it was displayed.While yours was hidden”,he said. “Now I know why,You are Silvenia’s hidden treasure”,he added.

The sensation of her around me, combined with the sting of the tattoo, sends an overwhelming rush of pleasure through me. With each careful stroke of the needle, she traces a new design onto my chest. The symbol, unique and powerful, reflects the merging of our lives. Her concentration is intense, but I can see the love in her eyes, feel it in the way her body moves against mine. This mark isn’t just for the world to see; it’s a testament to us—our bond, our passion, our forever.

We started our journey From Hell to Heaven. I am very lucky to have such a beautiful family. Thank you God for giving me such a wonderful children. Thank you Mom, thanks for sending angel in my life. I promise to protect hold love and treat like the queen and angel she is. My angel is love of my life and beautiful sunshine. God, always keep my family safe and happy! ********************************* How is it ?

Casinos, docks, private clubs, and off-the-record deals could call him away at any hour, so a sudden emergency sounded reasonable enough. My mother only squeezed my hand and said that as the future Donna, I would have to get used to the weight of his position. I had barely sat down when my phone lit up. Cassia had updated her story. Nine photos. One caption. [Someone remembered I hate spending Thanksgiving alone. Thank you for the surprise.] In the photos, the custom basket I had picked was already open. The pumpkin pie sat in neat slices. The turkey roll lay on a silver platter. The nut-free cookies sat beside a glass of red wine.