Roman Wilson Butterfly Tattoo Novels & Stories

Not until he get some clear results. They were taking a toll in the mall. Some shopping’s for girls. Some for Cyrus. As their anniversary was around the corner, he wanted to make it special for him. They were just walking through the shops when Denzel came across a tattoo studio. "Bright Win, how about i ink a tattoo? For Cyrus"? He suggested. Win wasn’t sure if Cyrus would like or not but Denzel was too excited so he nodded his head. Denzel opted a one wing Tattoo with M embossed into it. A memory for Nattasha that she would always be his wing to fly high. It was emotional but Denzel was happily taking the needles. It took him almost an hour to get free and now they were hungry.

"What’s on your mind, sweetie?" Sophie inhaled deeply and asked softly, "Mommy, does Aunt Gina have this butterfly tattoo?" Karina’s brows creased. She looked at the butterfly and shook her head. "No, she doesn’t have any tattoos." She continued to stare at the butterfly, a sense of familiarity creeping in. "Wait, Riley?" she muttered to herself. Then she nodded curtly, remembering seeing that tattoo on Riley's hand. She turned back to Sophie. "Why do you ask?"

Her eyes were blue colored and she had full kissable lips she painted over with some clear lip gloss. She had a large watercolor tattoo of a Phoenix on her left side in red orange and many other colors. On her thigh was a watercolor tattoo of a wolf howling to the moon. What bothered her the most was the three most personal tattoos she had. One was on her right forearm it was a watercolor tattoo of a Celtic Love knot the read “Love is real”, Rhys has the same one that read “Real is Love”. Another one was the was of their fingerprints that came together and formed the shape of an heart, Rhys also had the same thing. And the last was the obvious one, It was and eternal love tattoo right above

Ravi was captivated when Raymond turned and descended from the window, his eyes widening as he locked eyes with Ravi. Raymond's smile suddenly blossomed, and he walked with his bare feet toward Ravi. Ravi's gaze dropped to Raymond's chest, where a tattoo was etched perfectly before him. Raymond claimed that the inscription had always been there, but it seemed unreal to Ravi to see his own name on a stranger's body. Ravi looked up to meet Raymond's gaze again. Disregarding the intense aroma of rich chocolate that caressed his senses, weakening his knees, Ravi tried to speak in his normal voice, suppressing the dryness in his throat. "Why aren't you sleeping and sitting by the window?"

“No.” I said firmly. “I must insist. Yo-” the doctor stepped forward “You touch me with that needle and I won’t be the only one with a concussion.” I threatened. “I saw your tattoo. You can’t be afraid of needles.” Janine said. Damn, I had a massive tattoo of my wolf on my back. She was pure white, which is a symbol of royalty. “What is your tattoo of?” Axel asked.

Only I knew she was alive and the tattoos were meaningful, still are. The tattoo was inspired by Talitha. She got a tattoo of a snake shedding its skin with a tiny butterfly next to it. I loved it. The work was implacable, I couldn't draw my eyes away from it, it was us. I wanted my own so I got the same tattoo on the side of my waist, right below my ribs on the tight. Mine is the opposite, a snake is wrapped around the butterfly playfully with a the quote, "Evil and good both win." That was two years ago. Adrian likes that tattoo the most, he adorns it with his mouth every time he has me bound to his bed, he likes it. He joked he would get my name on him but as much as I want my name on him

I inwardly murmured to myself. Ethan had a tattoo on his back. Right across his shoulders were medium- sized horizontal wings. They looked a little Goth and almost Greco-Roman in their black inked starkness. I loved the quote underneath the wings. No more yielding but a dream. I saw it in the shower when he turned to get the soap.

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

Killian rolled his eyes before lifting up his t-shirt. Right at the top of the half of his ‘v’ on the right left side, he got the name ‘Nymph’ tattooed in cursive, with the ‘y’ looping to make a heart. The name was tattooed in a dark blue colour. Next to the name is a paw. He’d gotten the tattoo just over a month ago, against Calypso’s orders, even though she was there when he got it. “What is its significance, though I know it’s got to do with Cally?” Jordan asked.

William managed to book a private room using the VIP membership he had received as a reward during his tenure in Scott designs. Rosaline had been there before, so she was conscious of how luxurious and expensive it was. But she had never been to the private rooms as she wasn’t a member. She politely asked the waiter for the room, who showed her the way. William involuntarily let out a low curse when Rosaline walked in. She was wearing a black jumpsuit with a V cut that ended right above her cleavage, tempting but hiding what was underneath. Her back showed off her beautiful shoulder blades displaying a series of 4 small tattoos of ‘birds in flight’ going from her left shoulder to her neck.