Novel & Cerita Lotus Flower Finger Tattoo

He remained still and often engaged in a small chat with me to show that he was all right for I was a bit agitated as I scanned the way his skin bruised and bled. When she wipes away the excess drops of his blood in completion I examine the tattoo over his red puffed skin. It consists of a total of four elements beginning with a wide circle and inside the circle are two equally beautiful but distinct flowers and one crown. Perhaps from an outsider's view, it would seem like a feminine design one that females would prefer and definitely not Phobos. But he said there was a meaning behind it and I am utterly interested. "Thank you. I shall return in a few days to get the rest finished."

she smiled widely at them as she rose from the foot of the tree where she sat. "I have a question though," it was the same kid from earlier who had asked who the Vampire King was. "What unique tattoo does he need to find?" "Oh," Dua chuckled, "I have a sample here." She rolled up her sleeve on her right arm, revealing a delicate jacaranda branch wrapping around the her right arm, with small, intricately designed flowers and leaves spreading towards her shoulder. The flowers are a vibrant purple hue, gradating from light lavender at the tips to deep plum near the branch. The branch itself is thin and curved, with tiny buds and leaves sprouting along its length.

As she leaned forward to clean the last smear of blood from his skin, the hem of her tiny shirt lifted—and that’s when he saw it. A moon-shaped crescent, delicate yet fierce, curled low along her back. Before he could stop himself, his fingers reached for it—only for one of her plants to snap a thin green stem across his knuckles. “Ow—!” he hissed, jerking back. Lilune turned, her eyes gleaming with mischief as she said, “That’s a sign to keep your hands put, young man.” He smirked despite himself. “Well, I was just curious. Nice tattoo you’ve got there, though.”

"Was it really my illusion? No I'm sure, it was her, their voices are the same and..." He sat up. "Ok mum was right, I can't say they're the same just because their voices are the same, I have to confirm it more tactfully" he said. He remembered the feather tattoo he saw on her shoulder in his dreams. "Should I just check her shoulder for the tattoo?" Lotus was walking through the hallway when Starr appeared behind her, obviously avoiding to be seen cos he's tiptoeing. Lotus on the other hand is unaware that he's following her.

"However, I'm not sure, but I like it." He lifted my hair and looked at the lotus flower at the nape of my neck. “What about this lotus, what does it mean to you?” “Ah, they say the lotus symbolizes new beginnings, purity, and harmony. I want to believe that I can also have a new beginning.” The hair on my arms and neck suddenly stood up as I felt his hot breath on my skin. "When did you get it?" “A week before coming back here,” I said.

Lolita whispered. “No. It'll be easy, I promise. I’ve always been easy on you.” “What tattoo should I get? I’ve never thought of having one before.” “A flower on your arm should do.” She frowned. “That’s cheesy.” “You are cheesy.” She started to laugh, but it got stuck on her throat. Lolita couldn’t laugh in her dreams. It tortured her, pulled at her heartstrings and the empty hole that was there. Hayden’s smile faded when he saw the amount of pain she was in.

Willpower and the smell… So instead, I purposely take my time with the massage. Her skin feels like silk beneath my fingers. I've been in a constant state of arousal since this afternoon when she first fell through those doors. Her soft moans and quiet sighs of contentment are not doing anything to help the situation either. And by situation, I mean the raging hard on I have for this girl right now. As I work my way down her bruised back my fingers touch over puckered flesh that has been covered by an intricate tattoo of various flowers, none that I could identify other than a rose, with butterflies and hummingbirds.

Xavier cursed. "Just like us, they shared the same symbol to their family. Their emblem is a certain wildflower, Achillea millefolium, or Yarrow. The tattoos are printed against the skin on their nape. It's too small to be even noticed," Zeus explained. Xavier's brows furrowed as he looked closely into the picture. "A month ago in L.A when I was on my honeymoon, I received this strange message," he admitted. "What did it say?"

He met my eyes and I felt melting, so I stared at his chin instead. "Well, it's the lotus flower. It symbolizes purity and enlightenment. The lotus's ability to rise above murky waters and bloom beautifully is what draws me to it. There's nothing sad about it, just pure admiration." He gave my hip a gentle squeeze. "You seem to have so many questions today, mate." He lifted my face to see my eyes and thumbed my chin. "And to your unanswered question, yes, we had shared a woman before."

Lotus lowered her head and blinked her eyes rapidly to keep the tears that threatened to fall at bay before responding in a low and hoarse tone, “Hm.” The florist clapped her hands together and beamed, “I had the inkling you'll be coming soon, so I’ve already prepared the usual flower. I'm so considerate, right?” She giggled to herself and made her way toward a shelf. Immediately, she took out a bouquet with a mixture of white daisies, carnations, lilies, chrysanthemums, and roses. “Thank you.” Lotus appreciated in a low and hoarse voice while trying to feign a calm smile. Suddenly, a thought came to her mind, making her eyes light up. “Can you lend me a phone charger?”