Psalms 23 Tattoo Novels & Stories

"A new tattoo? I'm in." Noah was more solemn. "It is a vow. Not just of love, but of rule. A promise etched in skin." Elias was there, to guide the magic. Using a blend of Dawnfire silver and pack-gold pigment, he worked on each of us. The old mate mark, the single sun, did not vanish. It became the center of something new. On my chest, the sun was now embraced by a crescent moon (for Neal's spirit) and was rooted by a winding, flowering vine (for my growth and lineage).

I shuddered as I watched Ace slowly rid himself of his shirt. Tattoos I hadn't noticed since seeing him came into view. It was everywhere on his skin, the suit did well in covering it. A dragon was running down his shoulder blade to his torso at his back. Both hands inked with tattoos I didn't quite catch. However, the one that caught my eye was a Bible quote running from his earlobe to the nape of his neck. “I can do all things to Christ who strengthens me.” the quote read. I didn't picture Ace to be a religious person or maybe it was just a daily quote. A mantra or something.

she repeated the lines with a pleasant touch of the chords and tears rolled down her eyes. She used to hear the song in worship and it always touched her heart when she remembered His promise. The Lord will be always with her, as said in Isaiah 43:2-3; "When you pass through the waters, I'll be with you; and through the rivers, they shall not overwhelm you; when you walk through fire you shall not be burned, and the flame shall not consume you, for I am the Lord our God, the Holy One of Israel, your Savior."

“I could never hate anything on you. And no it’s not too much. You look like your alter ego Helga who’s from the Swiss mountains.. “ he joked. The last thing I wanted to do before leaving was get a tattoo to commemorate our trip. Our trip.. and just this time in our lives. I decided on a few forest trees to match Elijah’s.. in the middle of mine though.. where his had words .. was a buck. Just like the one in my forest back home .. just like the one on the necklace my dad had given me. I’d gotten it on the side of my stomach .. underneath the ribs I keep breaking. I wanted to be able to see it. And I put it there to remind myself to be careful.. and to remember I am not invincible. And becau

My mouth began going down from kissing his neck to that strong broad chest, my eyes were closed but then I looked up to catch his expression after he held back a groan in his throat, but my eyes landed on his chest who welcome me with a new tattoo, I brushed my fingers on the ink, This tattoo was a combination of words which I knew was Spanish, those words were completing a circle and huge deadly snake was printed between them, starting from Amor (Love), Escapar (Escape), Desamor (Heartbreak), Venganza (Revenge), Misión (Mission), I could few words of it. “What is this, Armando,” I examined the details of that horrific tattoo, my eyes couldn’t move from it, It was obvious from some words tha

the tattoo artist said as he smiled down at Ashley as she seemed to calm down at the sight of his smile. "Uh, I wanted," she paused as she remembered a quote that her father had told her which she would never forget, "If the ocean can calm itself, so can you. We are both salt water mixed with air," she said as everyone in the room smiled, "That was deep," the tattoo artist said as Ashely shrugged her shoulders," My dad loves the water and air so," she said as the tattoo artist smiled.

"How many tattoos do I have in total?" "Four." And he goes on to explain what they are. “The Crow tattoo on the back of your left shoulder, the tribal tattoo on your spine, the lotus flower on the back of your neck, and my mark, right here.” He gently caressed his mark on my left collarbone, and immediately, I felt the pull and comfort towards him. I nodded. “Okay, you're Ryan, okay.” He glared at me and I laughed. “Say my name again.” “Ryan.” I scoffed.

It wasn’t visible unless she was in undergarments alone, which meant it was her little secret. It was an image of three little birds trailing along the curve of her breast, behind the birds was the word ‘Adventure’. She got inked two months ago, to her the tattoo was symbolic; the bird represents freedom and migration, three birds represent happiness and adventure reminded her of everything she and Roman did together. Not only was he ingrained in her mind's eyes, his fingerprints imprinted on her heart, and his memory laid tattooed on her skin. He would always be unfinished business.

You prepare a table for me in the presence of my adversaries, you anoint my head with oil, and my cup overflows” Rudolf says "The familiar words from Psalm 23 appear to be your favorite bible passages, kids?" " Rhoda inquires, delighted. "It's true! Goodness and love follow us. I reflected on all the wonderful things God has done for us. Despite our sad past experiences, we should still rejoice," Rhoda instructed, smiling. Rudolf elaborates. "This is the New House of Prayer, where we will spend our quiet time talking to God!" He explains as he reflects, "The house of the Lord is not a literal place here on earth." He continues, "It is a place inside of us. A place of peace and rest."

The red scales unlike anything I had seen before, hints of gold looked as if they were painted fresh daily. As I turned my arm over, I could see where it looked as if two tail ends were touching. Resting in the middle was a circle, clearly it was made in the image of the moon. Plopping myself down on the couch to stop my pacing, I traced my tattoo gently with my fingertips. Tadeas had a matching tattoo also on his left wrist. They were simple, elegant, and powerful, I thought. It was hard to explain, having this on my wrist allowed me to feel as if he was always with me.