Novel & Cerita Heavens Gates Tattoo

The gates of Nightfang loomed ahead of him… The iron gates stretched high into the sky, designed with the symbol of a wolf with his sharp fangs wide open. It was a symbol that Damien had grown up seeing each day for years till he left for the academy. And now… He was returning not as a boy. Now as a man and a true Aloha heir. The gates creaked open slowly, the sound deep and heavy, echoing across the stone path. Damien didn’t slow his steps.

I bow my head, pretend to focus on the screen. "You were staring," he says in a low, amused voice. He leans against my desk, arms crossed, towering over me. "My tattoos interest you?" I shake my head, too quickly. "No, I… it's nothing." He chuckles softly. "Liar." He pulls up the left sleeve of his t‑shirt, revealing more of the raven and other symbols: a miniature cathedral, eight‑pointed stars, Cyrillic numbers. "Every design has a story. The raven… it's for memory. For those we've lost, but never forget. The stars are rank. The cathedral… the faith you keep even when everything else goes to hell."

My dad’s face became clenched tight as his eyes stared straight at what Beau was showing them. It was the children of Gaia symbol, and for the life of me, I didn’t understand how Beau now also had it scarred into the palm of his hand. Our members all got the children of Gaia symbol tattooed against their shoulders once they were eighteen, Beau had his symbol tattooed on his right shoulder as was our custom.

Canan said in a disappointed tone. "Why? Where are you going?" "I've received a message via Seven and our platoon will stay at Heavens Fall as look out for enemy movements." Seven is a much smaller version of Sevenths and can be carried across three realms. Heavens fall is situated between The third and fourth realm and has four thousand galaxies all under a stalemate of the war. Canan notices Knight's expression begins to get gloomy. "Don't worry, we'll just stay there and look out, nothing more. Besides, there are four billion Starknights there." Canan said with confidence to brighten up his friend's gloomy mood.

Giovanni turned his back on me, my eyes were on the giant snake coloured tattoo that covered his whole back, I was still staring at the tattoo before he disappeared into a closed door. I settled back, eyes closed, palms resting on the table, and let my mind wander to Giovanni's canvas of tattoos. The intricate snake on his left neck caught my attention first – its delicate scales seeming to slither across his skin. My gaze, though imaginary, traced the vibrant, full-back serpent, its red and black hues dancing in mesmerizing harmony. Next, my mental focus shifted to the cobwebs delicately etched onto his broad neck, their subtle complexity a testament to the artist's skill. The bold, cursive

I clenched my fist so hard until my knuckles became white before heaving a long sigh, “What can I do?” Even though I had Hercules’s powers, I didn’t have the strength to help them. I was just a kid with a small party of friends. Wishing to end this crisis soon, all I could do was pray. The seven suns were about to rise, and we arrived at our destination. “Here we are,” Mary exclaimed. “Black Tortoise Gate.” “I don’t see any pictures of tortoises anywhere,” Li commented. Despite its name, we didn’t find anything resembling a tortoise. Just like the Azure Dragon Gate, there were no images of dragons in sight.

She was shy away and hid her in my chest. I placed her in a hot shower, pressing her back to me and kissed her neck. I was stunned when I opened my eyes. There was an old Italian tribal tattoo on her neck. What is it doing here? It was an arrow design with a crown holding double letter A. It was a symbol of the deity of death.

"Is that what the tattoo is for? Your Mom?" She slowly nods her head and averts her gaze back towards the window, her tattoo peeking out just a smidge above her uniform collar. "For her... and my Dad. Black angel wings usually represent fallen angels. My Mom and Dad? They were my angels." Silence looms over us as I pull into the department parking lot and turn the engine off. "Will you talk to him for me, Crayvin? Just check on him for me, please? I don't want him alone, and you two are close. He probably needs you more than you think right now, even if he isn't ready to admit that to you, yet."

The way Isabelle's body was responding to his movements was so sweet, so perfect, as always… even better. At that point, while he was sinking even more into her while reuniting his spirit with that of the woman he loved, Shawn realized that heaven could come out of hell, that from pain happiness could be born, that from death one could come back to life. Nothing was impossible for two souls so profoundly in love. There was still so much love to be done, to be found in their hearts and it would have been there for all eternity. - THE END -

I went to the temple and opened the card on the stand. “Our Relationship is meant to be something that was written in the stars and drawn into our destiny. It is true that my heart always skips a beat when you call me angel. Please take god blessing, because he is center of our marriage. So seek his blessings and come to our room. Your angel is waiting for you" I smiled and joined my hands in front of god.