Holy Trinity Tattoo Ideas Novels & Stories

A wild night, a bunch of young adults, some booze and everything fun. What could possibly go wrong! Mating season, everyone must find someone at least. Sao doesn't want a mate but he needs to have one because everyone expects everyone to. Winter doesn't care about mating either. She hopes to leave before the mates ritual. But she bumps into Sao who turns out to be her mate. The wild night takes them to a tattoo artist. One tattoo called Fahara sends them to an unknown desert. They discover hidden past between them and work together to find the heart of magic which secretly was their lives mission. Winter discovers more about herself. Turns out she is gifted. The Fahara is a kind of mind game that is treacherous and dangerous. These two must complete their mission to get out of the Fahara. They are cautious but don't forget to have fun thanks to adventurous Sao.

After an unfortunate incident 18 years ago, Sadie Trinity is now back in La Cuevas, to forget and move on from the past. Unfortunately, her scar on the upper part of her chest always reminds her of her dark days back then. That's why she always tend to abominate her scar and hide it from everyone. She thought it's just fine to live her life despising her scar, but not until she met Luke Harisson- the lead guitarist of the famous band in La Cuevas, together with her brother. He taught her things she have never learned before, and that is to accept and embrace her beautiful scars.

Book One: Protecting My Mafia Princess "I promise you if Trinity gives me the slip, then I am pinning her to a tree." Just thinking of her sends shivers up my spine and belief me that they're not the good shivering kind. I love a beautiful woman in my bed and to look at. To be surrounded by ugly for almost a full day is seriously going to put a damper on my ego. But time to push that thought to the side, for our location has just come up on the right. We slowly cruise up the driveway… But as we step through the doorway… And we turn the corner… There is a tall brunette in what could possibly be the tightest dress I have ever seen. But what strikes me the most is her long slender legs that are held up by deep blood red stilettos. Her long locks of hair fall like waterfalls over her shoulders. Just looking at those plump lips is enough to send me raging. I don't know who she is... Colton Cruz is the best of the best, an ex-Marine, now bodyguard to the Mafia world’s elite. He is a man that lives for the rush and danger that his lifestyle brings. You might find yourself on his speed dial, but you will not be the one that will capture his heart. Trinity Stone is a spoilt brat that becomes Colton's next assignment. She's a pleasure on the eye but an absolute nightmare to be around. This lonely and misunderstood girl is the heir to the Stone Crime Family. And that's where the problem begins… Colton soon finds him desiring what he cannot have, the daughter of a Mafia Boss. How far will he go to get what he desires the most?

He had just gotten his tattoo and begun his walk back home, then he was held at gunpoint. That night he met a man who claimed to be a friend of his father, who introduced him to his world of guns, blood and violence. Takashi has to overcome all that and stay alive to get his revenge. But who can he really trust?

Amelia's leg tapped against the table as she asked, "What are your thoughts on love?" Her hands were clasped together on her lap, but her eyes sparkled with curiosity. Lucas met her gaze, a smirk playing on his lips. "Love is a waste of time," he replied. "It's a tool designed to weigh people down. Without it, we could achieve so much more." Amelia's eyes lit up with interest; he had just ticked almost all her boxes green. "I agree," she said, her smirk matching his. "Love is nothing but bullshit. We could save a lot of time by keeping our relationship minimal." With a proactive glint in her eye, she added, "What do you say? We should get married to fulfill our filial duties." _____________ Their marriage was a facade, a contract between two individuals who didn't believe in love but were forced to get married to fulfill their obligations. Everything was going as planned, until suddenly... "Have you eaten, dear?" "How is my baby?" "Is he doing well?" Lucas's words, once empty and mechanical, now held a tender tone. Amelia found him falling for her, and she seemed to be falling too. Why were they succumbing to the very thing they once scorned? Love, once a distant possibility, was now becoming an option. But would they choose it?

On the very day I sold my company shares to raise money for my wife’s medical treatment, my phone flashed with a notification about a trending post. "My husband or my lover, which should I choose?" An anonymous reply shot to the top of the comments. "Why choose? I want both." What followed was a casual, shameless confession. A staged car accident right after the wedding, a fake overseas treatment plan, parents who helped maintain the lie, and millions siphoned off under the excuse of life-saving medical fees. The money was never for treatment. It funded luxury vacations, hotel suites, and a long-term affair. Someone asked if she was afraid her husband would find out. Her answer was chilling. "Why would I be afraid? He thinks he took my first time and swore to take responsibility for me forever. He doesn’t know it was just a repair surgery I did for his sake." The post ended with a vacation photo. A woman in a bikini, smiling under the sun. And on her waist, a tattoo with the letters 'NG.' The same tattoo worn by my wife.

"Run all you want, little wild rose… but you’ll never escape me." Nirvana’s life was supposed to be simple…until betrayal sold her to the devil himself. RAyNe St Trinity is cold, cruel, and untouchable, a man who rules the underworld with blood-stained hands and an unforgiving grip. Now, she’s his possession. A pawn in his ruthless game. She resists. He enjoys the challenge. She begs for freedom. He tightens his hold. But as the lines between obsession and desire blur, Nirvana realizes escaping RAyNe isn’t just impossible…it might be the last thing she wants. And when danger closes in, she’s forced to ask herself the one question that terrifies her most… What if the man she fears is the only one who can save her?

The chains that hold her grow weaker by the day and her power continues to grow. How much longer can the cage deep down in the levels of keep hold of the infamous Dark Witch, Karmina? Rayleigh, a lone exorcist who is a master of her craft has been an enemy of Demons and Fiends alike. The Holy power that she contains was something to be feared by even the higher ranked Demons. That is, until one Demon's curiosity got the better of him. Zalakai, a high ranked Demon born from Asmodeus's , was never one to decline a lover. Until word made a round to him about a fiery red-head woman with Holy abilities that has put a dent in those who've made attempts in possessing Humans. What was at first a duty to annihilate this woman soon turned into curiosity, and possibly more. Fate is in the works. Truth of ones past comes to light. Darkness has one last obstacle in its path. Can it be stopped, or will it be too late?

There's a little shop downstairs that sells organ soup. It's always packed with customers. People line up as if bewitched, eager for a bowl. I've often wondered what secret ingredient made their soup so irresistible. This afternoon, I finally found my answer. Floating in my bowl was a piece of human skin—inked with a tattoo I knew all too well. It was the one etched on my boyfriend's arm.

After my sister died, my parents forced me into a ten-year contract with my Alpha brother-in-law, Ethan Brooks. I became Luna in name only—and stepmother to his ten-year-old son, Daniel. At the Full Moon Festival, they placed on me my dead sister’s crown—her favorite. And in front of the entire pack, Daniel splashed holy water across my face, that cold smirk a mirror of his father’s. "Don’t think becoming Luna means you can replace my mother! You’re just a thief! What gives you the right to host our festival? You should strip naked and get out of me and Dad’s pack!" The holy water was ice-cold. And staring at the child I’d raised for ten years, all I felt was… relief. Fine. The agreement’s over—I’m leaving. But then why, after I walked away, are both Ethan and Daniel suddenly begging me to return?