Tatuajes Para Un Amor Secreto の小説・ストーリー

“I had a couple of ideas. The first was on your neck where Tana’s mark is, but that’s a Lycan mark and I’m not Lycan. I thought about over your heart, like yours is on me, but that’s a dragon’s mark and I’m not a dragon. So, I was thinking about putting it at the base of your neck where your shoulders and your neck meet. What do you think?” “I like that idea,” she says. “Now, what is it that you’re going to mark me with? You said it’s a tattoo?” “Yes. It’s a variation of a celtic knot. It means love and infinity, which represents my love for you. I will love you forever, until the end of time,” I say, stroking her hair away from her face when she lifts her head to look at me. “Everett, that’

"Vicky, do you really not know what this means?" Vicky's emotions were in turmoil. "I... I don't understand." "You don't need to." Tyler's tone remained calm. "Isn't it better to be together legally instead of having to date in the dark? Do you prefer being a secret lover?" Vicky detested being someone's mistress, so she would never prefer that. However, she was still baffled. "But...why now?" Vicky did not understand why Tyler suddenly wanted to marry her. "I used to have a fiancee, so our only option was to keep our relationship a secret," Tyler explained casually. "But now, I no longer have a fiancee, so it's obviously better to not sneak around, right?"

, he said. I felt like blushing at this point, but I knew I must put myself in order and make sure that I didn't mess things up. He really loved me ,but had always hid his real feelings from me. I gave him a kiss on his lips and it all turned to a hot section of romance as it rained heavily all through the night. I never wanted this moment to pass and I was so happy that I had finally gotten his real thoughts about me.

The gentle jest lightened her mood—though a lump of unease still settled in her belly, reminding her that the world was not nearly as simple as she wished it to be. She raised her hand, examining the marking more closely, noting how it seemed to pulse with a life of its own. This faint black lining resembled a tattoo of secrecy. “This resembles more of a tattoo of secrecy, and it makes so much sense.” A tattoo of secrecy, also known as a promise of secrets is a mana oath taken by mages, promising secrecy, binding their fates. Such oaths weren’t valid without a third party present to enforce its weight; demons, spirits, archmages, or even vampires might serve that role.

Both had multiple secrets but one string was mutually attaching them now. That one steamy night of passion!

“Besides, this isn’t a nude. You just happen to be nude as I’m sketching. Now, stop interrupting my artistic flow.” “Fine.” About thirty seconds later, he said, “Who’s gonna see this picture anyway? Because I don’t want it hanging in your tattoo shop.” “Don’t worry. I’ll keep it away from the slavering masses of women who trail after you like lovesick puppies.” “Only woman I want slavering and trailing after me, all lovesick, is you, sugar.” No response. Scritch scratch. Scritch scratch. Scritch scratch. “This secretiveness ain’t givin’ me warm fuzzies about what you’re drawin’.”

"But I can't help the way I feel about you." Despite their reservations, Lily and James continued to see each other in secret. They knew that they were playing with fire, but they couldn't bring themselves to end their relationship. "I love you," Lily whispered one night, as they lay in bed together. "I love you too," James replied, pulling her into a kiss. "And we'll figure out a way to make this work."

I irritatingly mutter but he just presses his lips tightly to me. "You're not that talkative before" he mutters "Let me show you my tattoo" he whisper. I stop. So he's serious about getting undress first before I able to see his tattoo? "Eyes down here honey," he sexily utter "Here's my tattoo" I slowly look down and I saw him pointed the upper part of his waist. And there I saw his tattoo, a small crown with a written letter under it- Cosa Il Sovrano. The 'L' in the Cosa Il Sovrano was replaced by a knife. The font style is beautiful and it matches the font size.

“So I’m telling you now. These are the last of my secrets, and I want you to know them.” Our gazes meet again, and I feel the solid warmth and never-ending flow of his love reaching out to my heart, thawing that terrible numbness I’ve shoved on myself in the hopes that I’d never hurt again. His blue stare lasers in on me, gently but firmly letting me know that he wouldn’t accept me hiding from him anymore. That suits me. I don’t want to. I brace one trembling hand on his thigh, then reach up to finger the tattoo running from his hips, up his ribs, ending under his arm. “And this?”

Chapter 07 Aurora’s POV I froze instantly and followed his eyes up my wrist, seeing the glaring black nature's tattoo which was the permanent mating mark. Oops He dropped my hands so fast you’d think I was made of hot coal. I scrambled to pull my sleeve down, my fingers tangling in the stupid silver bracelets I wore to hide my secret. “Is that…a Mating Mark?” He choked out, eyes wide. My heart was practically in my mouth. I tried to turn my wrist away, to bury it under the fabric of my top, but who was I kidding? It was too late.