Lust Tattoo Ideas Novels & Stories

“And when do you suppose we do this? What are you thinking of getting?” “Hmmm,” Ostana hummed and I could picture her brows drawn together in thought, finger tapping her chin, and the million of tattooing ideas sprouting; Ostana was quite crazy, so I had no doubt in my mind she’d want to go full out - a back tattoo or maybe a full sleeve to start her tattooing experience. “If we do this,” I suddenly spoke, fixing a strand of my hair. “I want something small, Ana.” “Yeah, yeah prude,” Ostana joked and I cracked a smile. “But I’m thinking of something bold and Asian- Oh! Maybe I’ll get a sleeve, but on my leg instead of my arm… Laker will think it’s hot as fuck.”

Jazmine took a deep breath before knocking on the room's door where Liam would be sleeping during the vacation. The door swung open, and Liam stood there without a shirt on, and sweats rolled down his chest. Jazmine’s mind went into a wild run looking at the hot God standing in front of her. He had a dragon tattoo on the left side of his chest that continued to his shoulder. “Do you want to order in or go out to eat? Anita told me to ask you,” Jazmine said.

His hands automatically came to rest on my thighs, caressing them up and down. "I thought of a matching tattoo we could get," I told him and his eyes lit up. He had suggested that we get matching tattoos and if I didn't want any, he wanted to get one of my name on his chest. I said that I was open to getting a tattoo but not names - I found it too cringy. But ever since, we had been trying to find a good tattoo idea that wasn't cringy or cliche. Something that was just for us.

he teased and I sighed. "Sadly, I do." "I got a new tattoo, wanna see?" He pulled his shirt over his head. I saw 'Ryder' written in calligraphy on his upper back. "Wow, it's so nice." "I know right? You should get one." "I told you and I'll keep telling you that I don't want anything except for piercings on my skin." "Okay,as your lordship pleases." "What should we try today?" "Hmmmm, let's blend pizza and hotdogs together to make a juice."

Slowly the pain ebbed away and my neck felt numb with the occasional stinging. “Hazel? There is something on your neck?” Lorena stopped dabbing the wound and I felt my neck. The burn was gone but I couldn’t feel anything. Everyone was staring at me now and Cassie handed me a mirror from he purse. On my neck, was a freshly done tattoo, of a blood red eye next to a black crescent moon, intricately designed, with every detail standing out. I rubbed at it but it didn’t come off. Maybe the ritual did work.

Luke's awe was clear as Clay finished my tattoo, his skilled hands bringing to life the intricate design we'd agreed upon. It was more than ink on skin; it was a symbol of our intertwined lives, our shared journey. The art was so quintessentially us, capturing the essence of our bond in bold, swirling lines and shaded crescents.

Rex asked, trying to defuse the tension as they all sat down quietly. When no one spoke, Lizz broke the silence, “Minet seems to have the beginning of the same tattoo Lacey has on her back, which is astronomical odds they saw the same tattoo artist for the same thing.” “As I said, I have not gone to see someone for a tattoo, so it must have been the Al’ik who put it there,” Minet said with a scowl. “I never saw one either, and mine has been there for weeks,” Lacey said shaking her head.

“I have to change into my suit.” “You’re dressed fine.” Ashley waves her hand at my shorts and oversized t-shirt. “The more skin, the better.” “Whhaat kind of appointment is it?” I squint at her. “We’re going to see Cason Watts.” She wiggles her eyebrows. “A tattoo?” My jaw drops. *** “Luna, have you thought about your tattoo?” Cason holds a sketch pad. “Anything on the walls out front you like?” “I saw one…” I feel my heart beat faster. “It has a rose and then there’s a dagger sitting on top, but I want the dagger to go through the middle of the rose, like it’s stabbing it.”

The kind that reminded my skin someone who loves me was within arm’s length. Lily pointed at me, solemn. “Momma? Do I get a tattoo?” “Not for a long time, little comet,” I told her, brushing jam from her cheek. “You get blue rocks and stickers and to draw hats on all the moons.” She considered this, nodded. “Okay.” She pondered for a second. “Can I put a sticker on Uncle Storm?” “Please don’t,” River said, resigned. “I’ll never get the glue out of my dignity.”

He had hurt a lot of girls and yet the Moon Goddess decided to bless him with a great woman. Now that the Moon Goddess had shown mercy on my son by giving him a great Luna, I just had to talk sense into his head, for him to change his ways. It was their mate-claiming day, and Teagan and Lorenzo were being officially bound together in an elaborate ceremony. There were dignitaries from far and near. It was a great day and I had no regrets about it Lorenzo finally walked into the venue in her flowing gown. She lifted off her veil in joy and the crowd hailed her for her beauty.