Queen Lioness Tattoo Drawing Novels & Stories

Hunter kissed her temple "So while I was having a long meeting with the cougars today, I ended up asking one of the pack's tattoo artists to do the first sketch for me. Don't worry, it'll look much better than it does now. But I'm already satisfied that he got the tone of your eyes right. It wasn't easy to mix the colors to get a turquoise that came close to shining like his." "You... Are you really going to tattoo a tigress?" she looked again at the thin line drawing that formed a tiger that seemed to be sleeping at first glance, until it was possible to see that her blue-green vibrant eyes were open between her furry paws "I mean... You are still a wolf and the others may think..."

Jenna subconsciously craned her head to look through Lincoln's open window and saw a man in the backseat of the car, with his back to her, shirtless. He was injured, with a gash on his big arm that was simply bandaged with his shirt, and blood seeped through his clothes and kept flowing down, rendering the ...... male lion tattoo on his waist! Male lion tattoo!!! Jenna's eyes widened in shock, staring blankly at the tattoo, her heart almost stopping ...... The lion was fierce and majestic, lifelike in the blood, with bloodshot eyes that seemed to stare at Jenna. It was him! It really was him! Jenna was about to go forward to check out the man's face, but she was grabbed fiercely!

That was the first time I saw the discreet tattoo right under her collar bone: a crescent moon like my pendant, wrapped in thin vines. I washed and brushed the queen in no hurry, because I noticed that slower moves helped her relax. And when she lay on her side, I found out she liked it when I scratched her back leg with my fingertips. The princess chuckled when the queen closed her eyes and stretched in the pool. “How can you tell what we like?” she asked, curious.

But the figure’s smirk only widened, unfazed. “Well, well,” the stranger drawled, his voice a slow, silken rasp that slithered down Selene’s spine. “The great Luna Queen and her beloved alpha. How predictable.” Selene narrowed her eyes. “Show yourself.” The figure obeyed, stepping into the moonlight with a lazy, confident stride. He was tall, broad-shouldered, and draped in black leather that clung to a powerful physique. Tattoos curled up his neck, intricate designs snaking along his jawline. But it was the eyes; deep crimson and inhuman, that made her blood run cold.

’ I asked myself. ‘Not those blue gems,’ Melora answered. They finally agreed. I had already seen Ian’s tattoo but Cannon’s own changed the game. It was a lion, with its mane spreading out and gem-like eyes shining. Its jaw and teeth were profound—looked like it was roaring—and the design was similar to Ian’s but unique in its way. Then there was Kane. I’m not a zoologist but I knew that was a Black Panther. It had blue eyes like its brothers and was fierce. Its whiskers were lowered and it looked like it was ready to bite someone.

“…I’m going to see the tattoo on your hand, right? I doubt she’d force you to rub it off while it’s still healing.” “I doubt she’d even see it.” Gryphon hissed a sigh. He then stopped at a design. “This should look good enough. It’s rather simple and would heal faster.” “You really like simplistic lion art, don’t you?” Andrea chuckled and looked through her book to find an eagle that looked similar in style. “Can I ask them to just copy the wreath and put this eagle head instead? They can do that, right?” Gryphon nodded, but he answered softly upon hearing the owner discussing with someone outside. “I like simple designs because I’m not fond of a literal lion. If I was, you should have eaten

“It’ll make you stronger and probably unlock more powers you never even knew about. You could use an advantage in this challenge and that one is the biggest.” “You really think marking and mating could strengthen me?” I asked. “Yes,” he replied. His eyes wandered over to the portrait on his wall; it was a large painting of the Moon Queen. She stood tall with a smile on her lips and her mates surrounded her as if they worshipped the ground she walked on, but it was more than that with the 6 of them. There was an understanding in each of their eyes that she doesn’t belong to just one of them, they belong to each other.

Maris staggered backwards, her vision becoming blurry with clouds of tears as her chest heaved. "You all know what the sirens did to this kingdom, they brought us heartache and-" The queen didn't get to finish her sentence because Maris shut her out by staring blankly at the mark on her wrist. It looked like it had been drawn with an ink to achieve the looks of a tattoo. Unconsciously, her fingers trailed lines on it. It mirrored the looks of the sun, but in this manner; there was a full stop surrounded by six apostrophes in black ink.

I walked to Kael's side. He held out his hand, and I placed mine in his. "Everyone," Kael's voice rang through the temple, "this is my fated mate, the Luna of the Winter-fang Pack, and your future Queen." As he finished speaking, the golden mate marks on both our necks lit up in unison. It was the sacred symbol only true fated mates possessed. The crowd was completely stunned. The blood drained from Damon's face, leaving it as white as paper.

Leo turned his drawing board to reveal a drawing of a calm lake. Daniela and the remaining three applauded him. Rocco showed his drawing next, which was a messy combination of red and black. They still applauded him. Alessio turned his drawing board. His drew a picture of four small boys running in a field. He was applauded. Killian turned to Matteo, the ring leader. “Your turn.” Matteo smiled and turned his drawing board. Killian rolled his eyes. As expected. Matteo drew a picture of a woman in a wedding dress, holding hands with four small boys in suits, and beside them was a stick figure of a man who looked like no effort was put into drawing him.