Lotus Mandala Hand Tattoo Novels & Stories

Xyla Quest personally witnessed a red spider lily tattoo appearing on the back of her right hand. The tattoo seemed almost like a real flower… What was going on? Why would a tattoo suddenly appear on her hand? It was a red spider lily… Red spider lilies signified change. According to myths, they only appeared in the land of the dead. They would appear along the river of hell with either only flowers or only leaves, but never simultaneously. Legend had it that its scent contained a unique magical ability to summon memories of the dead…

All of them had a silver hue, yet it was clear that they were not crafted from actual silver. One had a small ruby, another had elegant cursive inscriptions, and another had delicate floral etchings. I couldn't help but admire the intricate artwork that adorned his arm, from his fingers all the way up to his wrist. "What is the significance of this?" I gently ran my fingers over one of the intricate tattoos on his arm. The elegant script, adorned with delicate vines, roses, and lotus flowers, intrigued me, even though I couldn't decipher the Greek letters.

He ran with the only thing that can save them from the senior's fury safely kept in his hand. When he reached the tent the other four had already returned empty-handed. They were feeling down while pacing back and forth in front of the tent. "I have found it?" He shouted out to them. Showing the plant in his hand. Altogether they went in and Ji Nan plucked off a leaf and brought it closer to Lui Xian's nose. He stayed still for a while and let the fragrance enter his nose so to do its magic. He kept it there for some more minutes before putting the remaining ones in a drawer at one corner of the tent. He was sure that it might come of use later on.

If not for Winnie, she would have been dead. “My Natal Demonic Lotus?” James was puzzled. As his mind stirred, the Demonic Lotus appeared before him. This was a black lotus with nine petals that contained immense power. The lotus was able to devour everything and transform them into power. However, as this was simply too overpowered, James seldom sued it. “What does this Demonic Lotus have to do with Xandros? How does it show me the way?” James was puzzled. “Sophie, how do you know that the Demonic Lotus can help me find Xandros?” James asked.

on his chest beckoned me, its tiny letters igniting a spark within. My mind's eye roamed to his hands, where a skull sat regally at the back of his long fingers, and a wolf's head gazed fiercely from the right hand's backdrop. An eagle soared on his left, wings spread wide. On his upper arms, colorful flowers bloomed, their petals unfolding like tiny works of art. As I committed each design to memory, I marveled at the tapestry of his tattoos, I was too far gone in my head that I totally forgotten I should be thinking of a way to leave this place, not thinking about his tattoos.

“What kind of energy are we talking about? You collected the sand in an ox horn. It’s something to do with Yamantaka, isn’t it? You worship the demon.” Norbu wraps his mala beads around his wrist and starts walking along the esplanade. I keep pace as he lays it out for me. “A mandala is a meditation symbol, but it is also a palace for a deity. There are mandalas for all of the tantric deities, each a vessel to house the energy of the god. I created this one to collect the energy of Yamantaka, yes. I did this in the part of the city where he has manifested as a destructive force. Then I swept it away and released it to the river to help purify the city of this energy. Do you understand?” “I u

His voice held unto the mystery and Melody of the world. I couldn't ask the moon goddess for more after providing such a mystical, glorious man for me as my mate. I step backward and bent down to attend to his wound but he held out his hand. That was when I saw his long Milky fingers. It also has tattoos. I frown in confusion. why would anyone be gifted the beautiful image of flowers on the hand and cheek? " I would dress your wound to stop the blee..ding " I stammer but he shook his head.

Lina asked, coming closer. “It’s not the same,” Kai corrected. He pointed. “Noah has a moon on his hand and a crescent on his lap. But Sienna has a crescent on her hand and a moon on her lap.” My throat went dry. I couldn’t find words. “I’ve had these tattoos since I was a kid,” I whispered. “But they look like they were drawn by the same person,” Lian said, his voice steady. Everyone nodded in agreement. “How come you’re just noticing this?” Rosa’s voice cut in, and we all turned to her.

He sits on the working table, hanging both his legs to the floor. He took off his shirt and lift his hand motioned me to come to him. I'm in awe right now, cause he had a great body, and what I observed is, he had a tattoo on his right shoulder muscle. It seems like a round shape with dots and swirling hurricane shape. I can't see that clearly, cause I'm not near to him and besides the light shadow is dominating his right hand. I stand there, contemplating to go to him or not, my face is flushed and becomes red I'm sure. Cause the view in front of me is very hot, hotter than a volcano, and I'm melting in this lava .

His gaze was intense, and full of heat and want, both at a level I could not prepare for. I had to look away because of the intensity, but I couldn’t move my head, so I dropped my eyes, and they locked onto something on his forearm. I grabbed his hand so fast, and pulled it down in one sharp movement, looking at the tattoo on his arm, a tattoo of a moon and juniper sprigs. It was almost identical to the drawing I had sent him for his birthday, although the sprigs were framing the moon instead of being in front of the moon.