Precious Tattoos Novels & Stories

He exhaled deeply and declared, "I need to verify the authenticity of the photo first!" "Well, this is not the only photo you need to verify. I got a whole lot of other photos..." Jessica smiled, holding her phone tight. "You have a very distinctive fetish, Mr. Morrison. You like to have your sweethearts' names tattooed on your body, but you know, there are some names you can't afford to toy with. If, by any chance, those who are not supposed to see those names see them, the consequences would... Well, I know you're well built, Neil, but you have limited pectorals and abs. How many names could you put on them? Tattooing them and effacing the tattoos repeatedly will take a heavy toll on you..

"I will send you five thousand dollars right away… Bye" @pop precious

I grabbed Precious by the elbow and led her to my room. She helped me style my braids with pearl hairpins and lay my edges with hairgel. I ran red lipstick over my lips so it was the first thing anyone would notice. I wore the black dress and a denim jacket over it for modesty. My only jewellery was a gold choker I bought months ago when I sold Mum's wristwatch. I completed my look with black wedge sandals. "Is your puppet not coming?" Precious asked as she watched me dress. She found my stainless flask under my pillow and took a swig. I hated the fact that I would have to wipe her lipstick off the flask later.

I asked while a nervous chuckle escaped my lips. "Not really…" She hesitated for a second and then locked her eyes on me. "But I'm not sure if it would work with you." I tilted my head, staring at her as if she had begun talking to me in Sumerian. She snorted and pulled down the rim of her shirt around the neckline, showing me a slightly pink crescent mark on her neck. "The mark is like a wedding ring, but one that you can't take off once you wear it. This is how it works for the wolves, but it might be different in your case." She shot me a wry smile.

Nyx squatted in front of Precious and smiled wildly, “it’s nice to meet you Precious. I’ve heard a lot about you.” “You have?” “I have. Famke can’t stop talking about you.” Nyx teased her, “I might be a little worried you’re stealing my best friend away from me. Do you think you could share her with me?” Precious nodded, “you can be my friend too.” She then leaned forward, “did that hurt?” “Which one?” Nyx pointed to the different piercings. “The one in your tongue.” “It hurt a lot,” she nodded. “Did your mommy get mad when you painted on your skin?” she looked at Nyx’s sleeve of tattoos.

Painful as it was, I endured silently. Almost done, I told myself. Almost over. The tattoo artist cleaned the area. I drew a deep breath. Then a waiter approached me. "Miss Catherine Clark?" "That's me. What is it?" He handed me a small bag. Inside was a blue satin box delicate and glimmering. I opened it carefully. A diamond shaped ring, small but sparkling under the lights. Rebecca's eyes widened. "That's by the designer S. Worth millions!" I turned the ring slowly in my fingers, appreciating the artistry. It reminded me of the rare pieces I had read about—like the legendary sapphire heart.

“Well, I was just curious. Nice tattoo you’ve got there, though.” “It’s not a tattoo, dummy.” She wrinkled her nose. “How do I explain this? Well… it’s a birthmark from the Moon Goddess herself. A sign of a great relationship, and the presence of a gift from the Lords above. Rare, mum told me.” Azzez had stared at it a second longer, committing every curve and shade to memory, before promising quietly, “I won’t tell a soul.” The promise still echoed in his head as the memory shattered.

I couldn't take my eyes off my treasure. I made my way to the cupboard where I swiftly grabbed an item I'd been anticipating using for the past seven weeks! It's a pure platinum collar necklace with a large, rare fire opal pendant. Delicate to the eye, yet thick enough not for her to be able to break it so easily. I had a GPS tracking chip nestled in the metal side of the pendant.

Corenlius nodded with a thoughtful expression, just as Thomas exclaimed, “Is he crazy to have a pearl embedded in his hand?” Mira’s voice was low and muffled, almost trembling, “How can you be sure there is no one else with the same tattoo?” Her wide eyes mirrored the confusion gnawing at her. Leal’s jaw tightened. “Because Taro told me that Danoz said that pearl was shining green, like the serpent’s eye and …” He paused, letting the weight of the words sink in. Then his voice hardened. “I have been searching high and low, within and beyond the East Kingdom, and no one else bears the exact same tattoo. And I also know where the five other heavenly night pearls are.”

“An engagement wouldn’t just be this. I’ll have a full bridal procession.” “Hm.” Amelia didn’t hear the rest of his words. She liked the color of the pendant, and such pure purple jade was rare. Purple symbolizes prosperity, and it had a good meaning. “I won’t take this for free. How much is it? I’ll transfer the money to you.” Carl frowned slightly, his tone now flat and cool. “You’ve given me so much medicinal candy, which is made from premium wild ginseng. You never charged me for it, and now you want to treat me like a stranger?”