Precious Tattoos Mga Nobela at Kwento

CILIA'S POV "It's so beautiful Elle, I'm telling you honestly." Tania gushed as we admired the beautiful, adjustable, luxury silver bracelet with lavender colours on each flower shaped spot of it. "Yeah it's so adorable and the design is so unique. Your mom's bracelets are always the best Elle. But this was specifically designed for one person, you can't find this exact design anywhere in the world. So unique and it's definitely a trackable one like it predecessors." I said with a smile.

The man smiled and sat back. “There, it’s perfect,” he said, proud of his work. Layana hurried over. Looking at the tattoo, it mapped his shoulder and bicep, it was indeed magnificent, a deep black, red ink, that seemed to ripple slightly whenever the light touched it, the eyes of the phoenix and the tail were laced with glittering red. The detail was impressive and Layana nodded in approval “It’s beautiful,” she said noticing the necklace that hung in Declan’s neck, rather jealous of it being so close to him, trying not to focus on how extremely attractive he was.

Her hair is a mess of curls, and she still looks like the most beautiful thing I have ever seen. She crosses straight to Parker and places her hand on his chest, over his heart, and the bond erupts like a flare. All of us inhale sharply, identical gasps, which would be funny if I were not having a mild spiritual crisis. Paige looks suddenly nervous. Parker looks like someone handed him the moon. He pulls the shirt collar aside just enough to show us, and there, over his heart. A glowing golden symbol. Soft and alive, a mark. My mouth falls open. “Absolutely not. No way. You don’t get a shiny tattoo and the rest of us get nothing.”

My gaze drifted unconsciously to his collarbone. There was a new tattoo there. Red, still swollen from being freshly inked, but unmistakable. It was my name. The characters were rendered in the most ancient, wild cursive form of script, like an old, binding sigil. My fingers trembled as I touched it. “When did you… get this?” Henry caught my hand and rubbed it gently against his palm. “Last night, after you fell asleep.” “Did it hurt?” “It was better that it hurt.” His eyes darkened, and a satisfied smile curved his lips.

And tossing them haphazardly, Axel's hands pulled at the fabric hooks covering the twin objects that were already stiffening at their peaks. Axel's eyes gazed at Tessa's body. Tessa was sure Axel must have wondered about the Greek and English tattoos in several spots on her body. One that stood out, right on the right side of his rib cage. "Serendipity." Tessa heard Axel say. "Your tattoo is so pretty, I didn't know you had one. Is there only one?" Axel gave the tattoo on Tessa's ribs a quick peck before heading back up and stopping at one of Tessa's hardened Areola peaks.

He stood up and walked to where he's car was, he entered the car as he started the engines and zoomed off. ___________________ Precious came out of the bathroom putting on a red t-shirt and a blue jean, she walked to where her luggages were kept in the ground and opened it. She sight,"Where am i gonna get it now?",Precious asked herself and began to search her bag. She dipped her hand into her bag and brought out a red lipstick.

she rushes down the swings and runs with her little feet ______"How was school today dear?" Debbie ask concentrating on the road "It was fine mum" Debbie smiles "Good" Precious keeps staring out the window, her hands touching her necklace "mum, why do I have to wear this again?" "I told you is to protect you" "But, I feel like it's what's keeping my friends away" Debbie forces a smile, how can Precious be this smart already? she thought to herself. "Baby, I promise is to protect you okay?" Precious sighs still starring out the window"Oh I know, what if I take you for ice cream" Precious's face lightens up

I asked Sera gesturing to some students seated close to us. Sera bit into her apple, "Oh that? Silvermoon and Mystic Pack always have their different tattoos drawn when they turn sixteen," She gestured to some others who were still in line for lunch. "Moonstone pack members have their gem pendants, Ironclaw pack have their bracelets, and we Shadowhawl have our piercings and birthmark." She concluded, showing me a dark paw-shaped patch on her arm. "That's cool," I replied nodding. "Guess I'd have to ask uncle Gray what ours is."

“I get that kind of stuff for promo. It’s not that I’m into it, but it’s way too valuable to just leave behind.” “They’re really that valuable?” Without thinking, he picked up the box with that dress. Not just any dress—but the Lisa Prestígio model, the rarest and most exclusive edition. I dropped everything to snatch the box from his hands. “Careful! That dress is worth as much as a car!” “You’re kidding, right?” I shook my head. Still, he didn’t look like he believed me. I grabbed one last box, then picked up Preciosa again and held her tight. I wasn’t about to make the same mistake of leaving her behind ever again.

Nikolai is a god among men, and I am fortunate to be embraced by his presence. Nikolai’s tattoos are sexy, and I find myself unable to resist tracing them with my finger. The stars inked on both his shoulders catch my attention, making me curious about their meaning. However, it’s the eagle tattooed on his chest that truly captivates me. The majestic bird exudes power and strength, its wings spread wide as if poised for flight. The intricate details of the tattoo come alive on his skin, and I can’t help but admire its beauty. The eagle symbolizes freedom, and in that moment, I feel as if I am soaring alongside it.