Tear Tattoo Under Eye Novels & Stories

Chelsea quickly changed her tone to coax Ted. Ted turned around and suddenly faced Chelsea. About 2 inches above Ted's left eye, there was a scar crossing his left eye. Different from his black and shiny right eye, the color of his left eye was dim. This scar added a sense of solemnity to Ted. When one looked at Ted, one would feel that it was like a warlord that stood out from thousands of soldiers. One would be unconsciously attracted by it. Chelsea was startled by Ted's sudden turn. Ted took the apple from her hand and left his butt to her again.

XX/XX/2024 Jay gave me a ring with sunflowers carved into the band. He said, "Kat, hold onto this for now. Once... everything's over, I'll tell you what I need to say. If you still like me by then, I'll put it on you myself." The way his ears turned pink was so adorable. He must like me, too. I'll marry him after I get revenge for Mom. XX/XX/2024 I killed Evan. The look on Jay's face said it all. We were done. He could never love me after this. He'll hate me for it.

She stared at Alita as if she was afraid to reveal her identity. She sigh deeply before she finally lowered her head and removed the mask, her neck remain down for a few seconds before she looked up. Alita gasped, her eyes remained wide open as she stared at the girl's face in mixed emotions. Tears filled her eyes, blocking her vision and she had to blink once and let the tears flow freely. The faint scar Alita had noticed under the girl's left eye has a huge connection to an ugly-looking scar that ran through her chin to her left ear. Her eyes were moist as she was trying to fight back the burning tears in her eyes.

I want to remove every tear that exists in her eyes outside of pleasure but I don’t. I secure the chain into the hook and step back. Damn it! Even tear streaked she looks like a special craving. One no man will be able to imagine but will never give up or ignore when served. If there were an auction for bound subs, she would break every record: Tears tracking black eye shadow down her face like a weeping panda. Wrists cuffed and chained forward to the wall. Leather collar at her throat. Eyes blindfolded. Breasts bare and full- one nipple swollen from my mouth, the other still clamped.

Jean murmured, finishing up the piece for me. Ciaran was covered in ink. So was Dargan. Ranging from geometric art to roses and the like. The pain couldn't be that unbearable if they had sat through so many hours. Or had they drank themselves into a stupor as well whilst doing it? Adelia turned to one wall, eyeing a semicolon tattoo. The bottom of it was a butterfly with its wings slightly open. The top was its head, antennae sticking from it. She looked at it this way and that until I stepped closer. Her eyes averted and I knew what she felt. Shame.

Oh my God. I walk away with fright. “It's of my eyes.” I point at his tattoo. I cover my mouth with my hand. “You wanted to see, so don't be scared,” he says. He takes his pajama shirt off the sink and tosses it into the hamper beside the huge sink. “It's my eyes. I can see it,” I say, perplexed. “That is the intention when drawing something on your body, right Selena.” He says it like it's not so obvious. “I love the sparkle in your eyes, especially in the sunlight when they get lighter. And there are shards of honey colour in them.”

Esmeray held her forearm up, examining the intricate tattoo that adorned her skin. The tattoo depicted a majestic wolf, its eyes fierce and determined, surrounded by swirling patterns that seemed to dance with a life of their own. The lines were bold and precise, giving the impression of strength and resilience. “This tattoo is so unique,” Esmeray remarked, tracing her fingers over the contours of the design. “I’ve always felt a connection to it, but I never knew why.”

It was funny watching such a big man gravel on his knees. If I hadn't of grown up with Shawn and Trenton. I would have thought it was Shawn begging Jessica for forgiveness. Trenton and Shawn had the same body build, hair color, tribal tattoos scrolling their forearms. The only difference between the two was their eye color and even that was very suttle. Trenton's eyes were an ocean blue, while Shawn's were a baby blue. At first glance you would think they were twins. But Trenton was Cole's older brother.

"Here. Take this and apply to your injury. This will help you heal fast." "I don't need it!" He shouts and tries to slap my hand, but I swiftly retract my hand. "Oh, so you're like an untamed tiger." I eye him with surprise in my eyes. "No wonder she likes to tease you that much." "What are you trying to say?" "You're annoying and stubborn." I draw my face closer to him, and smirks tauntingly. "Something she likes." "Don't disgust me!" I poke his injury on his chest and he moans with the pain as I whisper, "Trust me, you need this."

I am taller than him, he tiptoed and kissed me on the lips, his eyes were half-closed while mine are wide open, I saw his tears flow down from his cheek, I used my thumb to wipe it. "I cried so many times already, if I can calculate the tears I have shed, I think I might be able to full a pool. But right now, I'm am crying because of happiness, now I believe that some tears are sad and some are wonderful, these tears are the proof that people cry when they are happy. Tears of happiness," He continued. I just smiled. He is an amazing person. " I promise that from now on, you will only cry when you are happy, I will never let you cry due to sadness. This eyes doesn't deserve to shed sad tears,