Minimalist Small Hourglass Tattoo Novels & Stories

The way she has currently revealed everything I needed to see. Her round, firm breasts, her fresh stomach down to the V shape of her pussy down to her long, tanned legs. Her nails were polished hotly. It was red. She had three tiny belts strapped around her right thighs. I licked my lips. I stared up at her chest and my eyes caught a glimpse of something. It looks like a tattoo. She pulled her long hair backward just to give me a full look at it. It was a butterfly. It was painted in different colors.

He smiled when he saw her. “You must be Clara,” he said, voice low and steady. “Ready for your first tattoo?” She nodded, standing up. “Yeah. I think so.” He led her to his station in the back. “First time is always a little scary. We’ll take it slow. What are we doing today?” Clara showed him the small design on her phone — a simple crescent moon with delicate stars. “I want it on my wrist. Something small but meaningful.” Ronan studied it. “I like it. It’ll look good on you.” He prepared his station and had her sit in the chair. “You can change your mind at any time. No pressure.”

he asked, his voice full of curiosity. I smiled at him, feeling a sense of anticipation. "You'll just have to wait and see," I said, my eyes glinting with mischief. I carefully revealed my next design to Francis, a breathtaking necklace titled "Time". I had created it using gravel as the main material, and the flowing blue mask perfectly complemented the piece, symbolizing the hope of life's origin. Francis's eyes widened as he took in the design. "Evelyn, this is beautiful," he said, his voice full of admiration.

After I shower, I opt for a wife beater and a pair of loose-fitting shorts. My right forearm is still scabbed over from my latest tattoo. Every time I look at it, I am proud that I now have my pack displayed on my body. It had taken me a while to draw out the design just the way I wanted it to look. It depicts a full moon coming up over a hazy horizon. A wolf's head with bright red eyes is baring its teeth as it emerges forth from the moons' surface.

The smaller package had a pair of cutout leather sandal heels that were embellished with crystal details. I knew it wouldn’t be long before Lucas would arrive so I quickly ran into my room and took a quick bath not wanting to worry about having to dry and straighten my hair. After I bathed I dried off and put lotion on before pulling on a pair of thongs and a strapless bra. Starting on my makeup I went for a smokey eye look using glittery gold to bring out some color My blush and lipstick were a simple nudish pink color that made the whole look come together and not seem too much.

The fabric fell perfectly, highlighting her slender curves without trying too hard. Her hair was gathered in a low bun, with a few stray strands intentionally left to frame her face, which was enhanced by only minimalist makeup, making the glow of her light grey eyes even more striking. A simple diamond necklace—a gift from Diego—sparkled at her throat, the only accessory she needed.

I chuckled, “Girl, sit down and let me show you the minimalist look.” She sat down at her makeup table and I found royal blue eyeliner that I had given to her for her birthday. I put that under her eyes and partially on her eyelid to give her a cat eye. Then I just put a black mascara on her lashes to make them longer. I applied a clear lip gloss and smiled, “Now look.”

On the end was an hourglass. "Here," he said, holding it out for me. I shrunk away, my hands behind my back. "I don't want it." He took a deep breath. Obviously, I was frustrating him. "This is a travel charm." He placed the small hourglass on the end of the chain between his thumb and first finger and held it up for me to see. The dust inside sparkled like diamonds. "If you hold this in your hand and think of where you want to be, the charm will take you there."

The drive back into the city was about 40 minutes, so she pulled a small iPad mini from her bag and started sketching. She’d said she wouldn’t design earrings for Dana, but honestly, that was just her being petty. If the price was right, she didn’t mind making something Dana would obsess over. And thinking about Dana—vain and mirror-loving as she was—Grace suddenly had an idea: why not literally design her something mirror-shaped? Of course… there was a second layer of meaning to that. Her lips curled into a smirk as the idea spun in her head. Stylus in hand, she began sketching an oval shape on the screen, then added a decorative border around it, leaving space for amethyst…

"She needs a small, single-letter tattoo. Very personal. Very delicate. Immediate appointment preferred. We're on a tight schedule." I stepped forward, dropping a couple of shopping bags into a chair, "I need an 'A'," I clarified, trying to sound as casual as if I were ordering a latte, "Small, elegant, black ink. And," I lowered my voice, "it needs to be done somewhere very, very discreet."