Novel & Cerita Pride And Prejudice Tattoo

“You shouldn't have done that," "Why?” Sophia frowned and turned to him, ignoring the sore pain from the tattoo on her shoulders. “This is to show that I'm yours," Chase ran his hands through his hair and sighed. “A tattoo, really? Are you out of your mind?" "I love you,” She said. “If there are even other ways to show that I'm yours, I'd follow them," "Fuck," He whispered. “Look, I don't have a problem with you trying to show that you belong to me but a tattoo is too extreme,"

“You are someone important. This is no ordinary tattoo” Yea, it is no ordinary tattoo. It is a princess mark that I have had since I was a new born. It is a mark my mother gave me “You are a princess,” she finally figures while still looking at the tattoo. I did not reply. “You are a princess, but of which pack?” I still did not reply and that seems to trigger her

Her let her regain her energy, besides, having her in his arms was a good feeling. He leaned back in the couch, getting relaxed. “You have your nipples pierced too. Didn't it hurt?” Caterina rubbed the pad of her finger on his pierced nipples. Hugo took a deep breath but didn't reply to her. She wasn't talking to him actually. She was just observing and feeling him and he let her explore. “What does this tattoo mean?” She moved her fingers on three lines near his chest pectoral. “Order of precedence. It represents the seniority”. He said in a calm tone.

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.”

I instantly noticed the tattoo on Freddie's collarbone, which was a design of a maple leaf. I had seen an identical one on Zara's lower abdomen. She had explained that she got it to mark the day we first met, when the maple leaves had turned red. I found it ironic that I was so affected by her gesture back then, when in reality, it was actually a matching tattoo for her and Freddie. If I hadn't bumped into him that day, I would have remained unaware of her long-standing extramarital affair.

Author's POV "Was it surprised what the fuck or bad what the fuck?" He asked taking off his gloves. "No seriously" Bella looked at him shocked. "It's so beautiful and wow! I don't have any words... How did you do that." He smiled. "So you liked it." "Ofcourse... I loved it..." She said looking at the tattoo which started from her waist to mid thigh. "It's a queen" He said. "Flowers around her shows that she can be gentle and loving and the dagger in her hand shows that she can protect herself when it's necessary..."

Finding his gaze unnerving, she instantly flickered her gaze down. Her cheeks flushed when she realized he wasn’t wearing any shirt. His rugged body resembled a canvas. A number of tattoos spread across his tanned chest. There was a tattoo of a serpent designed on his upper left chest and the other side had roman numbers written on it. Her eyes traveled down his bulging biceps and paused at a tattoo that caused her a tinge of discomfort. Her eyes widened slightly when she noticed the evil symbol, a sigil of Baphomet branded on his bicep. Being a devotee of god, the discovery scandalised her. Why would anyone get that? Not a moment later, she realized it wasn’t the only one, he also had an un

The three tattoos were perfectly visible: on her right shoulder, her left shoulder, and the base of her back. On her right shoulder was a beautiful wolf with blue eyes and turquoise irises. The wolf's expression was serene but powerful, as if it held ancient secrets. On her left shoulder, two wolves were embracing, their bodies intertwined in a gesture of affection and unity, with half a heart drawn between them. And at the base of her back, a complex tribal tattoo, involving words written in an ancient, unknown language, seemed to pulsate with its own energy. She remembered clearly the night before, when Owen looked at her with eyes full of pride and emotion. He had knelt behind her and, wi

Her eyes were red and puffy as she covered her face. "Raine, don't do anything stupid." Charlie reached for her, and as she moved, a tattoo peeked out from her collar—a sleek arrow with a bold C inked into it. Something clicked. Charlie had a similar tattoo on his chest, a Cupid-like design. When I asked about it, he brushed it off. Just for fun, he'd said. He always swore Raine was like a sister.

Her fingers trembled as she undid the last button, pushing the fabric aside to reveal my skin. "Greedy little virgin," I teased, but I shrugged off my shirt, exposing my tattooed chest—rippling muscles, scars from my rough past, all symbols of the darkness she was embracing. The ink swirled in intricate patterns: a snarling wolf on my pec, vines of thorns wrapping around my abs, each one a story of conquest and pain. Her eyes widened, fingers tracing the ink, sending shivers down my spine as her nails scraped lightly over a scar. "Touch all you want. But remember, this body is your master now. Every ridge, every scar—it's yours to worship, but only because I allow it."