Intertwined Hearts Tattoo Novels & Stories

she said. Thor then knelt in front of her and opened the case. Inside was a white-gold necklace with two intertwined hearts. At the center of each heart was a small gemstone: a blue sapphire and a lilac amethyst. On the back, the girls’ names and their birth date were engraved. Celina covered her mouth, overwhelmed. “Thor… you’re perfect, my love. I love you!” He also handed her a card with a message written inside: “Two hearts entered the world, but all of them beat to the same rhythm: the rhythm of a mother’s love.”

With a dazed look, Rose touched her shoulder blade unconsciously. Getting tattoos was a trend back then. On the weekend after they got together, they went to a small shop in a corner inadvertently. They got matching butterfly tattoos in that place. His was on his chest and while she was on her shoulder blade! He said that she was the butterfly. He wanted to keep her close to his heart forever and be with her through life and death. As for her, he did not like her to be coveted by others because she was a woman. Hence, she allowed her to tattoo it on her shoulder blade instead. He also said that when he held her, the two butterflies would stay close to each other, forming a pair, which symbol

Then he reaches for the hem of his own shirt and pulls it over his head in one smooth motion. I’ve seen him shirtless a thousand times. Memorized every line of muscle, every scar from a childhood he rarely talks about. But I’ve never seen this. Over his left ribcage, directly above his heart, is a tattoo. Fresh, still slightly red at the edges, covered in a thin layer of protective film. A single white rose, rendered in exquisite detail. Petals unfurling, delicate and luminous against his skin. Thorns subtle but present, wrapping the stem in elegant black ink. Beneath it, in small, precise script:

The three tattoos were perfectly visible: on her right shoulder, her left shoulder, and the base of her back. On her right shoulder was a beautiful wolf with blue eyes and turquoise irises. The wolf's expression was serene but powerful, as if it held ancient secrets. On her left shoulder, two wolves were embracing, their bodies intertwined in a gesture of affection and unity, with half a heart drawn between them. And at the base of her back, a complex tribal tattoo, involving words written in an ancient, unknown language, seemed to pulsate with its own energy. She remembered clearly the night before, when Owen looked at her with eyes full of pride and emotion. He had knelt behind her and, wi

My heart raced, when I recalled what we did last evening. My eyes drifted from his face to his torso and I saw a tattoo. It was that of a wolf entwined in rose vines with thorns. It covered all of his left chest and a portion of his biceps. It was difficult to look away. It was a tattoo that left me with a lot of questions. But I had to ask them later, that is if we ever meet again. I was resolved never to meet him again. His hair had fallen over his forehead and I had this strong urge to brush them back. His scent filled my nostrils, and I couldn’t help but peck his cheek.

I look at him and I feel like I'm going crazy. With a trembling hand, I touch the tattoos on his left hand. I feel hypnotized by them. There are thorns surrounded by roses. The drawing climbs on the cloth to the shoulder and then descends slightly on the back and chest. It's a great drawing. I follow it lightly with my fingers feeling tingling as I walk my finger over the tattoo. Something is written between thorns and roses near the heart. A name. "My Forever Elle". I put my hand to my mouth and sigh. What the fuck is this? Is this a bad joke?

Hayden grinned at me, like it was all effortless. “Let’s get out of here,” he smiled. 🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸 By the time we walked into the tattoo parlor, my hands were shaking. The artist nodded at Hayden, clearly aware of who he was, and then glanced at me. “You two getting matching tats?” I nodded, heart racing. “Yeah, we are.” “You have anything in mind,” he asked. I reached for Hayden’s wrist and traced a line. “Half a raven. The wings. He gets one, I get the other. When we’re together… it’s complete.”

I'd effortlessly paint her body and miss no single spot. My gaze trail up the array of roses that line her left leg. It's almost like a full garden, starting halfway up her hip, spreading as it ascends, scattering on the side of her left butt cheek where a little switchblade lies in a dark background. The tattoo continues above her waistline where the edges are a little finer, a little sharper and this time, there are thorns woven between each bloom, blood dripping down a few sharp tips. This addition ends just below her left breast, very close to her heart.

I opened the box and found a startling bangle designed with two infinity signs intertwined together and adorned with white, blue, and pink diamonds, which are quite rare. “Travis,” I whispered. I was absolutely lost at the beauty of the jewelry. Travis turned it over so I could see the words engraved inside the bangle. Travis & Brianne…til eternity. I smiled. Tears welled up in my eyes again. It was absolutely beautiful. “What’s this for? It’s not even my birthday,” I said to him. He took the bracelet from me and placed it on my wrist. Then he put the screw in place. He pulled a small screwdriver from the box and screwed the jewelry in place, so it wouldn’t be removed from my wrist at all.

I scanned his chest, the scar emerged from a red heart tattooed in the middle of his chest such that the scar formed a straight line that looked like an arrow piercing through a heart. “Betrayal, a tattoo to reflect exactly how I felt.” He explained as though he could read my mind. “The betrayal by one closest to your heart pierces deeper than any other. I lived everyday planning how to get you back, how to make you realize you are making a mistake, refusing my love wasn’t going to help either of us, this bond…” he said pointing between us. … it is permanent, nothing will take you away from me, you are mine Marcella.”