Holy Trinity Tattoo Ideas Novels & Stories

There are pictures of one of her sex dungeons in her home in Paris, New York, London, and in her very own home, Japan. As I look through each picture, feeling my stomach fuzzy from all these disgusting and disturbing photos, that's when my heart drops, and my eyes grow wide in shock. My hands shake as I enlarge the image with my fingertips. I stare at the tribal tattoo that the Wolfe brothers have. It symbolizes their brotherhood and love for one another as a family who will always protect each other. It's the same tattoo I saw on Seth's right arm. "Terry? Are you feeling okay?"

I said while fiddling my fingers. "You do not have to thank me. I'd happily eliminate every last one of those cowards from the entire region," he said tightly. I noticed his jaw was set and couldn't help but take in his features. His black hair feathered across his eyebrows and I watched as he ran his hand through it to brush it away from his eyes. His full lips were set in a frown as if he was picturing eliminating the witch hunters in his mind. I also noticed the tattoo that ran from his neck and down to his shoulder. The abstract design framed a triple goddess moon symbol with a dagger that impaled the inner circle. This brought my thoughts back to the night before and Tor's magnificent p

"How many tattoos do I have in total?" "Four." And he goes on to explain what they are. “The Crow tattoo on the back of your left shoulder, the tribal tattoo on your spine, the lotus flower on the back of your neck, and my mark, right here.” He gently caressed his mark on my left collarbone, and immediately, I felt the pull and comfort towards him. I nodded. “Okay, you're Ryan, okay.” He glared at me and I laughed. “Say my name again.”

He recognized all of them, and let them be, telling himself that it wasn’t at all odd that a group of similarly aged girls in a place like Havermouth would all know each other and hang together in their free classes, and it was just coincidental that the Triquetra had f-ked them all. He leaned against a tree and lit a second cigarette when his first was finished, idly using the butt of the first to burn a triangle into the bark. It wasn’t as satisfying as the knotted and twisted Triquetra, but it still marked the Triquetra’s territory, he thought, sort of how they’d marked Aislen as theirs… He’d tattoo all four of them, he decided, with a knotted triangle when they were officially mates. “Rh

“As long as you know I’m not happy about it.” “Your objections are duly noted.” He reaches into the safe and takes out an ancient wooden box bearing the same Celtic Trinity knot I have on my shoulder. “What does that mean?” “The Triquetra?” “Yes.” “Our family took it as our symbol. That’s why my mark looks like the knot.” He runs his fingers over the intricate, delicate carvings. Each Triquetra has a different decoration surrounding it. “It represents The Triple Moon Goddess,” he says with a smile.

Finding his gaze unnerving, she instantly flickered her gaze down. Her cheeks flushed when she realized he wasn’t wearing any shirt. His rugged body resembled a canvas. A number of tattoos spread across his tanned chest. There was a tattoo of a serpent designed on his upper left chest and the other side had roman numbers written on it. Her eyes traveled down his bulging biceps and paused at a tattoo that caused her a tinge of discomfort. Her eyes widened slightly when she noticed the evil symbol, a sigil of Baphomet branded on his bicep. Being a devotee of god, the discovery scandalised her. Why would anyone get that? Not a moment later, she realized it wasn’t the only one, he also had an un

I run my tongue in a circular motion on her belly button, leaving kisses on her exposed abdomen, and that’s when I notice my name tattooed on her left hip. “Tri, when did you get this?” I ask, tracing my fingers on the ink. I lift my head when she doesn’t reply. She’s biting her lower lip again. “Nevermind, I will ask you later.” I continue kissing her down to her pubic bone. I’m a little bit annoyed with her PJ bottom. Trinity sits abruptly, reaching the drawer in the nightstand. I look at her, raising my brows quizzically. “Trinity, that can’t wait later, and I still need to taste you.”

Wait a damn minute. Could Trinity like Rodri Darnell? My eyes strayed to him again. He looked absolutely majestic. And the color grey, looked so mouthwatering against his tan skin. The hoodie covered a part of his chest, but I could see the traces of dark ink on his skin. A tattoo. He had a fucking tattoo that made him even more sinful to look at. A low trim of a neat beard lined his chiseled jaw, and his dark brown hair under the hoodie looked messy and damp at the tips, like he had been sweating—

,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.

What was going to happen? Helena stood in the university school supplies store, looking at the plastic jewelry box with nervousness. Along with notebooks, pencils, and all manner of tools a student would need, the store sold rosaries and other religious talismans. The one that Helena was looking at was a medallion with the Triquetra symbol¬–the circle entwined into a three-sided loop, also known as the trinity knot. It was a Celtic take on the Holy Trinity, with the three corners representing the Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. Normally she would have gotten another crucifix for the one that Xavier destroyed, but she had to believe what he told her about it. It did make sense, the Antichrist wo