Queen Lioness Tattoo Drawing Novels & Stories

The noisy living room fell silent in an instant, and even the air seemed to have frozen over. Overwhelming Alpha pressure radiated from Leonard, forcing everyone present to bow their heads instinctively. "The…The Alpha King?" Timothy swallowed hard, trying to suppress the terror welling up within. Even so, his hand clutching the slave serum trembled. "Sasha has already been marked. She cannot marry you. Who here is your Luna Queen?" "Beta Timothy Newsom." Leonard sneered. "Who gave you the right to address me like that?"

Taking a deep breath, Lani continued inking his skin with gentle movements. Content with her work, Lani smiled. She'd finally finished the design she'd imagined in her head. It was the wolf from The Wolves' logo, drawn on all the riders' leather jackets, with a dripping rose in its mouth. Lani loved the wolf, though. It was a part of her and was a good decision on her behalf, now Scar could forever remember the girl from the other side.

Alicia Stewart stands at the entrance of the building, looking up at the symbol of power, taking a deep breath to calm her nerves. She has dressed up elegantly tonight, wearing a deep blue backless long dress that reaches her ankles. Her long hair is styled into a delicate bun, with a few mischievous strands hanging by her ears, highlighting her fair skin. A diamond necklace sparkles on her slender neck, complementing her earrings. Alicia enters the elevator and presses the button for the top floor. The elevator soars upwards, and her heartbeat quickens. She knows that tonight is a crucial step towards uncovering the truth, and also the best stage to showcase her charm.

“You must stand under the moon that is fullest. You must be willing to bleed and pledge. You will call her name and call the Goddess to see. Only then will the blessing answer and the chain be broken.” I nodded. My jaw ached. My wolf circled within me. He was restless and eager. “We will bind her,” Leo said. “We will take no more chances.” The Seer leaned closer and cupped my cheek with a knotted hand. Her eyes were old and sharp like winter glass.

She tried to call some of them back, but they were too focused on their drawings. Selene continued helping the kids. She drew a tiger for one boy and a unicorn for a little girl. The children cheered and showed their drawings to each other proudly. For the first time in a long time, Selene felt useful. She felt like she was doing something good.

“I want wings, but not little ones…I want the top of them to be bones and the rest to be feathers..I want them to wrap around my legs and hips to my stomach…I also want them across the backs of my arms and in between them I want two white wolves facing each other…one with a blue dragon on its left shoulder and the other with a purple dragon on its chest…and each one is to have a gold crown above with sapphire gems in the crown above the wolf with purple dragon and dark purple gems in the crown above the wolf with the blue dragon on its shoulder.“ Elleanna said as she stretched out her arms so Red could do the work. “Oh that’s a sweet tattoo….” Red said with a smile before she started working

she murmured, clicking the TV on with the remote in her right hand. The screen blinked to life almost instantly, and with a few scrolls, a male lion was finally displayed, its mane thick and golden. Tessa gasped at the view. “It is a hairy lion, Mommy,” she said, staring at the screen in awe. Adriana chuckled, giving off a low laugh. “That isn't just any lion, baby girl; it's the male lion—the one people call the King of the Jungle,” she enlightened her. “Really?” they both chorused, their eyes darting to her like they’d just discovered something magical.

"You're back! Look what I made!" I dropped to my knees and caught him in my arms, lifting him into a tight hug. The scent of baby powder and clean clothes instantly made all the lingering stress leave my muscles. "Oh, sweetie! Let me see. What did you draw?" Leo held up the paper proudly. It was a drawing of a big blue boat on a wavy green sea, with a very tall man, a woman, and a little boy standing on the deck. The tall man had black hair, just like Julian.

I’m stronger than this. The tattoo on my thigh peeks out from the slit of my dress. A lioness emerging from the thorns, a symbol of strength, confidence, independence, perseverance, power. A reminder of who I am despite my shortcomings and mistakes. And then the trinket of my bracelet catches my eye. The one my dad gave to me years ago that I pretty much never take off even though one of the charms are very sharp I had even cut myself before, enough to draw blood. My eyes flick up to meet Andreas’ once more as I loosen my grip on Demetrius. Without another word, I move towards Andreas’ extended hand.

"You know I've never seen what those damn tattoos look like that old fart created. Now show me." Theo's words were as cold as the north pole, but Lion's sanity was still half enough to refuse his master's wishes. "Shame on me, sir. Sorry, I can't. Besides, neither I nor the others have sworn to show our tattoos intentionally." Lion lowered his head deeply not wanting to meet Theo's gray bead. He closed his eyes, silently calculating when Theo would throw a powerful punch at his refusal. "Accompany me to the tattoo site." Lion looked up spontaneously. "Now, sir?" he asked incredulously. Theo's departure made Lion swallow harshly. He had to catch up immediately or else it would be like making