Holy Trinity Tattoo Ideas Novels & Stories

“It’s called a Trinity Knot. It is of Celtic origin.” “What does it mean?” I ask intrigued. “The three loops have a different meaning and they become one. Earth, Fire and Water.” He looks up at me and I look into his bright blue eyes. They remind me of Brett’s and a surge of guilt hits me for running off. I feel the mate bond overpowering me and my chest starts to tighten. Lugh seeing my discomfort places a reassuring hand on my shoulder, “Brett will be fine. We will let him know you are safe once we reach our destination.”

Standing in front of a full-length mirror, Destiny stared at the lines on her body. Her mother's tattoo had been more like a maze, lines ran apart from each other, but always running parallel. Hers were more floral. It looked like vines had grown all over her body. It gracefully followed the curve of her hips and breast. Likewise, it ran double helices down the sides of her legs and her spine. It flowered up at the base of her neck and was embedded with lotus blossoms. Normally, she wasn't into flowery designs, but this tattoo was fascinating, there was something powerful, mystical about it. They looked more like tribal flowers rather than Hawaiian shirt flowers. That would have been very un

I just shrugged and looked around the shop. I left Luke there and looked around at the walls where their designs were displayed. I will admit, their proposed samples for tattoos are great. There's Tribal or Polynesian tattoos that's inspired by the numbers of indigenous communities' beliefs and culture. There's Japanese that I believe is very rare these days, as well as the American traditional. I was also amazed with the samples of their Realism tattoos. Along with them are the New School and Watercolor which I think has something in common, they just look a little bit alike but you'll see the difference if you'll look at it closely.

“Your tattoos are beautiful.” I look at the tattoo of a skull surrounded by black flames. My whole right arm is decorated with tattoos from shoulder to wrist. My skin prickles with every caress of her fingers, but I don’t stop her from touching me. The tattoo sleeve has several tribal symbols, and there are a seal trident and a frogman tattoo on my shoulder. Each tattoo represents something in my life. The skull represents my status as an Assassin, and the cross is a play on my name. Her finger moves down the line of my intricate cross, then to the inside of my rib cage, where I have an inscription. Qui velit, ut vivat in aeternum.

"Feel how right this is, how perfect we are together." Kai whispered in my ear, his voice was a relief of my intense pleasure. "You're doing perfectly. We love you like this. We love how strong you are." His fingers traced patterns on my skin, grounding me even as I flew apart. Asher's energy joined stronger, weaving through the bond like silver thread. The marks on my body moved, forming a perfect triangle on my skin...silver for Draven, gold for Kai, and gray for Asher. They glowed bright, connecting us in ways that transcended with the physical. "The trinity seals," Asher said. "You are now complete...We all are complete."

Her eyes were blue colored and she had full kissable lips she painted over with some clear lip gloss. She had a large watercolor tattoo of a Phoenix on her left side in red orange and many other colors. On her thigh was a watercolor tattoo of a wolf howling to the moon. What bothered her the most was the three most personal tattoos she had. One was on her right forearm it was a watercolor tattoo of a Celtic Love knot the read “Love is real”, Rhys has the same one that read “Real is Love”. Another one was the was of their fingerprints that came together and formed the shape of an heart, Rhys also had the same thing. And the last was the obvious one, It was and eternal love tattoo right above

"For witches, the trinity knot is symbolic of the threefold nature of the Goddess. Mother Goddess represents creation, the Maiden for innocence, and the Crone for wisdom. It also reflects on the forces of nature¡ªearth, fire, and water. The three interlocking circles are emblematic of our sacred casting circles." Fiona nodded. "The Celtic Christian church also used it to represent the Holy Trinity. The origins not only date back to both our Irish heritages, but our faiths. It makes sense it's the symbol Celeste used to bind us." She shared a speculative look with Ceara. "Three is powerful to Wiccans and Christians. I think it's safe to assume that's not the timeline, though. Too long. My gue

"It is not one throne. It is one realm. And we are not three wills. We are one bond in three bodies. The Triarchy is the expression of that bond." The Council observers left later that day, their report unknown, but they did not declare us unstable. That night, the three of us stood in the sacred grove within the keep, under the moon. The stress of the week had left us raw, but connected. "The marks," I said, touching the gold sun on my chest, the twin to their own. "They show we are mates. But we need something that shows we are… this. The Triarchy." Neal grinned. "A new tattoo? I'm in."

tattoo and he had gotten a lot thicker in mass. "Is that a....a tattoo?" I asked not knowing how to feel about it. He had on a white long sleeve shirt so I wasn't able to see it clearly. He then took the shirt for me to see and what I saw surprised me. Kristrin had a few tattoos, one included a phoenix tattoo across his back, a crown tattoo with the word King on top on his left shoulder to the front, more like the collarbone. One of a lion on his right shoulder and a small tattoo of an eye that looked distinctively a lot like mine.

"Be nice. He was just doing what you said." "Yeah, but I was doing something a whole lot more important." Thomas rubbed a hand over his head as a tiny glint of sunlight highlighted the tattoo on his upper arm and shoulder. Instinctively, I smoothed a finger over the intricate design. "What does this mean?" Thomas flexed his bicep, glancing at the tattoo. "Which one? I picked three Greek symbols and combined 'em." "What's this one?" I ran my finger around the dark circular pattern. Goosebumps rushed over his arm as he stared at my lips. "Strength."