Love Heartbeat Tattoo Novels & Stories

I asked putting a hand through my hair as I crashed on the bed. " I was thinking we should go to the club when I come back" he said making me smile, the club is like his home "Well, I'm really exhausted man I don't think I'll have the time next week" I said " What is wrong, did you just reject my offer of going to the club? something is definitely wrong so speak up, has a girl captured your heart already ? " Ace asked and I would have laughed in his face if I did not feel attacked right now.

’ And immediately, even though, to my surprise, I want him to kiss me, I pressed my palms even harder against his chest before he could kiss me, and whispered, “F-Felix….I have; I need to ask you something.” He paused, but did not look alarmed. My eyes glanced from his deeply piercing silvery grey eyes, before moving back to the tattoos around his chest. Some of them are names, embedded in what looks like my favorite flowers. Right on the one drawn to his left breast, I can see the words, Hazel eyes, drawn intricately into a dahlia bud. My fingers traced the artwork slowly, like it’s a map, before it stops directly on his beating heart. I can feel the organ beat powerfully against my fingers

A flicker of something, annoyance, maybe amusement, passes through his eyes. “I’ve noticed.” I hold his gaze for a second longer than I should, refusing to be the first to look away. But then my eyes betray me, drifting to his chest again, and that’s when I see it. Everything inside me goes still. There’s a tattoo over his heart. Black ink etched into his skin in exquisite detail. A bird in mid-flight with its wings spread wide and feathers so realistic I could swear they’re moving. A raven. My breath catches in my throat. My hand lifts out of the water without conscious thought. Trembling. Reaching for him like I’m drawn by invisible strings.

My face heated up instantly. I looked away for half a second, but of course my eyes betrayed me and went right back. That was when I noticed the tattoo. It was on the left side of his chest, close to his heart. Black ink, clean lines, bold letters. It looked like Latin or something old and important. I had no idea what it meant, but the way it sat there—right over the place where his heartbeat was—it felt… private. Like it wasn’t just a tattoo but a memory someone had carved into him.

Unfortunately, Robert isn't content with just getting his lips wet. "God, just be enough for his heart. Don't let anyone else break us apart. Make this man the only one who loves me with all his heart. It's only You I ask." *** Olive grins widely. Like a lottery winner who just hit the jackpot today. Her eyes refuse to go anywhere else but to the printout of the ultrasound she just had. Even though she's still sitting on the edge of the examination bed. Listening, albeit not very attentively, to what the doctor is saying.

“Ethan, you're the one I adore. There's nothing between Thomas and myself. I'm dedicated to you.” Ethan's jealousy started to fade as he gazed into my eyes and recognized the truth in my words. “I'm sorry, Elah. I let my envy get the better of me. It's just that you looked so wonderful tonight, and I couldn't face the notion of losing you.” He said softly I smiled and grasped Ethan's hand. “You won't lose me, Ethan. We're in this together, no matter what.” We had a moment of reconciliation, understanding that love was stronger than temporary envy.

It was better than the traffic. He thought about Layla as he drove. He couldn't wait for his date tomorrow. Everything about her intrigued him. He then relaxed and decided to take it slow. No rushing. Rushing had landed him a clingy Yasmin and look how wonderful they turned out. He took a turn and suddenly hit the brakes. He nearly swerved into a rubbish pile. He looked at the road and the figure stared at him without blinking. It was a cat. A black cat with the bluest eyes he had ever seen. It would have looked beautiful, only that Damon hated cats.

he said, “not that I was expecting anything less with you as its mother.” “I’ll d******d these images and the recording of the heartbeat for you to take home. You can pick up a copy at the front desk on the way out. Congratulations Mom and Dad. I’m not officially endorsing a product here, but I got my daughter’s heartbeat made into a soundwave tattoo. Best decision I ever made.”

Victor reached for me again. "Come with me, Zoe. Believe in me. As long as I'm alive, I'll protect you—all of you." It was as if I had touched a deadly virus. My ability lashed out at him. Victor's eyes widened in shock, and he instinctively released my wrist. I took the chance to step back two paces. "Zoe, have you completely lost your mind? He's a zombie. Do you really expect a zombie to love you for real?"

I'm not feeling any pain, but my heart is just beating faster than usual and I know why. I shut my eyes and bite my lower lips then pinch myself to make sure I wasn't dreaming. How can someone be so hot!" I muttered to myself. I'm not even sure I'd be able to show my face in front of him again after what I saw. I felt this urge to hug him but I'm fuckin going crazy. I did also notice that he has a black heart tattoo on his chest. I looked down at the jacket I'm holding then I smiled and hugged it tight.