Tear Tattoo Under Eye Novels & Stories

Grayson’s POV She stays above me, the silence stretching between us, but it’s a silence that speaks louder than words. Her eyes are wide and glistening, a single tear threatening to fall. Without thinking, I reach up and gently wipe it away. Anyone who knows me knows what this moment means. It’s not just a tattoo. This is like handing her a piece of my soul, my trust. I don’t let anyone mark my body, not like this.

The tattoo isn't that long or extensive, merely three words, and so by the time Emma becomes used to the sting and the burn, the tattoo is complete. Her eyes are rooted to her wrist, her gaze never straying even as Zia wipes away the excess ink and studies it herself, making sure she hasn't missed anything. Her eyes flick up, brown boring into black, studying Emma's gaze to ensure that she's happy with it. "Zia, it's perfect." She whispers, almost in awe. Her eyes are brimming with tears, and this time she lets them fall, not bothered in the slightest. Her arm is red from the needle, but even that doesn't cross her mind.

she nods, biting on her lip and twiddling with her thumbs My eyes move to her wrist, a tattoo signifying another pack, one I’ve never seen before, three wolfs forming a circle with a claw mark drawn right over them. “that’s not the moonstone pack tattoo” I say remembering the one I have on my back, a tattoo of the moon with a claw mark drawn right over it. She laughs quite loudly, a snort forming in her throat, tears gathering in her eyes, “maybe I shouldn’t have said anything” “I’m sorry”, I say watching her cry. She wipes the tears from her face< ‘’it’s fine”

His outfit was completed with sneakers that matched the colour of his jeans. I could see the ink that covered his right arm. It was from his wrist leading up to the length of his arm and disappearing under the sleeve of his shirt. I could make out some of the images. I saw a rose with a name scribbled on the stem, Jesus Christ with his hands clasped, and some teardrops flowing from his eyes. I never thought about tattoos being sexy, but looking at his, I got an uneasy feeling in my stomach.

He kept the pad of his finger on my cheek and took a drop on his finger pad. “ These tears are very costly. They contain mascara which is a thousand bucks, then eyeliner which is three thousand bucks, then it smudges the costly foundation and other things that are applied on your cheeks, then it has feelings which are priceless. So you see these things make these tears priceless. Next time think before you let them leave your eyes.” A smile made its way to hearing his cheesy words. Seeing my smile, his lips curled in a beautiful smile. He pulled me in his embrace.

Slowly the pain ebbed away and my neck felt numb with the occasional stinging. “Hazel? There is something on your neck?” Lorena stopped dabbing the wound and I felt my neck. The burn was gone but I couldn’t feel anything. Everyone was staring at me now and Cassie handed me a mirror from he purse. On my neck, was a freshly done tattoo, of a blood red eye next to a black crescent moon, intricately designed, with every detail standing out. I rubbed at it but it didn’t come off. Maybe the ritual did work.

She was trying to hide her mark with makeup. "Is this going to work?" "With just this, it won't be enough." Lyn bit the handle of the cosmetic brush as she applied a thick layer of brown cream over the divine mark, her other hand busy with the eyeshadow palette. "Don't worry, I'll add the final touch later. I think I can make it last through the night."

Then she thought of removing them but how Then she finally surmount courage and start undressing him, she remove the shirt first and couldn't resist the sight of his six packs, she stare at them for some seconds and finally come back to her senses She then removes the trouser by closing one of her eyes, and do the same for the boxer, as she removes the boxer she quickly uses the duvet in the bed to cover him with her eyes closed She decided to clean him up a bit, she enters the toilet and take a bowl with water, and added a drop of Dettol to it, she approach Jack and start to clean him when she reach her chest, she keeps staring non stop, and got carried away by the moment, she remembers the

The moment the door of the room was closed, they slammed their lips, kissing each other passionately again while their hands traveled all over each other's bodies, trying to remove the clothes between them, but Inigo's patience didn't last for long, and he tore her gown, motivating Tiara to do the same. "Wow!!" Tiara mouthed after breaking the kiss when she saw the fully tattooed body of her mate in front of her. To her, it was an art that she couldn't understand, but for Theodore, it was a coverup tattoo to hide the scars that were on his body. If he would say that it was his right, then that would be a lie.

Loreen's eyes scrutinized the area, and she took a seat on a backless seat in front of a huge mirror. The tattooist picked up his necessary equipment and cleared his throat. "Please take your shirt off." Loreen turned her head to glance at him, and her face became complicated. She hesitated for a bit and slowly pulled her shirt off, leaving herself in only a short white singlet. The tattooist's eyes dilated when they fell on Loreen's body, and his face became complicated. What were his eyes witnessing? He glanced at her, and confusion flickered in his eyes.