King And Queen Tattoos Novels & Stories

version of his outfit, he wears a black tank top with the Crownsguard's insignia in gray. He has a small arm sleeve over his left wrist, and wears black shoes with red soles. He has amber eyes and a long scar over his left eye. He has a large tattoo of a bird of prey that covers his entire back and extends down his arms. The full tattoo is visible with the rugged attire from his pack. The tattoo is for male line of the Amicitia, and is the credential of the King's Shield rather than a family crest, the family members getting their tattoo when they become one of the shield.

It looked perfect on her and thankfully it seemed to be the right choice. Angel’s eyes zeroed in on my newest tattoo that Uncle Dante designed. My brother had the same one. It was a bold choice, but we wanted her to know that she was going to be our choice whether or not there was a fated bond. It was a galaxy scene that morphed into an image of Angel’s beautiful face. ‘Angel – My Queen’ was written in calligraphy. “We had these done last week and are definitely our favorite tattoos,” I said, winking at her.

- Marcus nodded to the Camille, who smiled gently, blushing. The applause after the King's words was overwhelming. Katherine felt like she was also blushing. Greg squeezed her hand to show her his support. Alpha smiled at him with an appreciation. King Marcus gave a sign, and servants brought two fancy red pillows with a tiara and a signet ring on each. The vampire leader approached the first pillow, grabbed a ring, and turned around to face Greg. - I present to you King Gregory and his beautiful Queen, Katherine. - He thundered and put the signet on Greg's hand and the tiara on Katherine's head. It was matching the symbols in her pendant.

My chest started to hurt, confusing me until I glanced down and saw the intricate filigree tattoo that weaved itself across the top of my breasts, down both of my arms, and stopping at my elbows. Chuckling Conri traced the design with his index finger and said, “Proof that you are my true queen.” A flood of confidence filled me and I grinned at the newfound strength that encompassed me internally. “I have a queen's mark, pretty cool,” I giggled. Running his hand through his hair Conri nodded. “It is Jade, it means that you are born of royal blood. Your real mom must have been a royal and an important one because your pattern is very unique,” he said firmly as he studied the lovely tattoo. I

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.

When Queenie accidentally touched the Hexbloom, Felix had to treat her immediately, leaving her in nothing but underwear due to the unusual circumstances. In that vulnerable state, he could not help but notice every detail of her body, including places he should not have seen. On Queenie's back, near her right shoulder, there was an intriguing tattoo that initially appeared to be a cobra's head but also resembled a skull upon closer inspection. The design was particularly striking with its red-inked edges, and Felix could not help but recall seeing it somewhere before.

he intoned. He took the dagger and made a small cut on Harvey's palm, then mine, the blade cold and sharp as it nicked my skin. We pressed our palms together, sealing our bond with blood, a powerful symbol of our commitment to one another and to our new roles. “Together, you shall rule as King and Queen, with power, wisdom, and justice.” His gaze swept across the hall, commanding everyone’s attention. “Let any who defy them be met with the wrath of the family and the fury of tradition!”

"Thus the two kings were born." "The 1st king" he pointed to the left side of the centerpiece of the bracelet showing a man in a white robe and a golden crown with his hands raised to something that looked like a green flame. "The peace/wisdom king (Uchendu). And the 2nd king" he pointed to the right of the same centerpiece to show a man in a red outfit with the same posture and crown as the one on the left. "The warrior king (Obiagu)". Both kings looked like mirror images of each other and both raised their hands to the same green sun in the middle of the bracelet as if they worshiped it.

I politely asked him. "Yes my Queen I do" He answered me. "Allan I am not your Queen, but thank you very much for bringing it in with you just now" I replied. "Sorry my Queen, but you are, my loyalty is to the throne of The Askook Thunder Kingdom" Allan said as he bowed. "Oh, well, I am not Queen yet so Savannah is fine please Allan" I said back to him. "My Queen you bare the tattoo of the Kingdoms combined, you are Nineteen today, you are the Queen, this was a coronation as well" Allan said curtly this time.

They were the royal marks given to The Queen and King of the witches. Kenzie turned around and wrapped her arms around my neck before kissing my lips softly. She then looked at me for answers. I could feel how badly she needed them. How long had this been bothering her? “These are sacred marks that identify the Queen and King of witches. Your family’s lineage ensures who will be the next Alpha King or Kings and the next Luna Queen. Witches don’t work this way. The sacred marks of the Queen and King of witches find their own hosts. Only two of the most powerful witches who are worthy bare this mark. The last time the witches had their royalty was nearly two hundred years ago.”