Small Cute Virgo Tattoos Novels & Stories

There was no guarantee the two of them would meet again. "I want to give this to you" Tiffany thrust something into Violet palms. Those are two beautiful silver necklaces. Each with a full moon and crescent moon pendant. The full moon is smaller. When brought closer, the Pendants will stick to each other. Inseparable. She gave one with a crescent moon pendant to Violet "This symbolizes you and Isa. Like Isa who is merry but somehow actually is so fragile inside, and you who look serene but you are actually the shield. The crescent moon protect the other"

I refilled it and she took a long sip off the top before handing it back. "I'm Nico," she volunteered as I took a drink. "Thomas," I said as she took the mug from my hands. A black widow tattoo decorated the inside of her left wrist and another tattoo, green vines twisting and choking a broken clockwork, adorned her right bicep. I counted at least nine different piercings in her ears and eyebrow. She was short, almost a foot shorter than me, with a slight build. At first glance she appeared frail but I noticed the way the cords stood out on her arms as she randomly plucked textbooks off my shelf and thumbed through them before replacing them in the wrong location. "Nico's a unique name," I s

Strapped to her back were a bow and a quiver of arrows as well. “These arrows and bow— why do I have these? I'm not an archer. I don't even know how to fight. So why's this here?” Violet touched a hand on the string of the bow. “Wait, what's this?” She had a tattoo on her forearm of an arrow piercing through a crescent moon and above it were five stars aligned in a semi circle. That's not all, Violet also had bronze bracelets around her wrists. They had ancient runes etched on them. A crescent moon was engraved in the middle of the bracelet, which glowed when she touched the bracelets. A ball of light emitted from the glowing crescent and filled the white space around her.

“Your turn.” “I’m not getting a tattoo.” He shrugged. “Didn’t think you would.” “Oh, fuck you. Fine.” I settled for two small tattoos. One of a pair of cherries with a bite mark above my right breast. “Those yours?” He smirked. “Because I’d bite harder.” I rolled my eyes at him but the tattoo artist found it funny. I got another one. “𝒮𝒾𝓃” on my side, under my left breast.

Chapter 61: The Silver Tether The mark on Victor’s chest didn't fade with the sunrise. It sat right over his heart—a perfect, silver crescent moon, shimmering against his pale skin. I traced it with my fingertip. The skin beneath was still cool to the touch, but the mark itself vibrated with a low, steady hum. "Does it hurt?" I asked. Victor was sitting on the edge of the bed, Lyra asleep in the crook of his arm. He looked down at the tattoo, his expression unreadable.

I approached their weak-ass leader and pulled him by the collar. "Remember my face and this tattoo you dummy, cause this day forward I will be your master. You and your useless gangmates will be my slave. You understand?" I said, looking hard at him. I grabbed his jaw and took a dagger that I always hid inside my boots. I carved a letter 'V' on his face. It stands for Violet. I tap the wound I made. "Aarrgghh!" He cried out in pain. Oh, my, my. Music to my ears.

It’s like a really faint tattoo without the ink. I shut the water off so I can look at it closely. It’s an infinity mark with a single vertical band running around the middle, and two dots on both ends of the band.

“I’m here for a tattoo.” He leaned back, arms folding across his broad chest. The motion made the fabric of his shirt strain. “You? A tattoo?” He laughed, low and cruel. “Let me guess. Tiny heart on your wrist? Or maybe a quote about ‘strength’ in some flowery script so everyone knows how deep you are.” I pulled out my phone and showed him the design. “Lower back. Crescent moon with vines. I have the reference.”

I sighed as I removed my finger on my lip. I describe my tattoo to be a heart, not a love shape. A heart precisely, with a lock at the left ventricle. I described the lock to be the one you see on a door handle, where your key fits in. I added the heart should be in red ink and the lock darkened to create a real image. Then 'Bunny' should be written in calligraphy at the bottom side of the heart. "You know, that would require more lines on your skin, yeah?" the tattooist responded.

Even Thomas found it hard to catch up to him. Virgo, the sixth Zodiac, was kind. He was like the reincarnation of Jesus who used love to influence every person around him. Even if he had to do anything to wicked people who committed all kinds of crimes, he would still be very careful. He would never cause anyone to die. He was the true exemplification of kindness. Libra, the seventh Zodiac, was an enthusiastic weapon master. He was an expert in both cold weapons and firearms.