Third Eye Chakra Tattoo Novels & Stories

Sure, it made her orgasm like a rocketlauncher, but they could also act a little less like cavemen during future escapades. Like... tonight. If she turned around just a little more, she knew she would be able to see the two wolves etched into her back permanently with ink. Her tattoo was rare, just like her. And her wolves. To be honest, the triplets were much more concerned with finding out why Charlotte had not just one, but two wolves residing in spirit. And till date, they had nothing to go by except word of mouth.

I had a folder with all the entries for the tattoo ideas in it. "My favorites are these three." I mind-linked. She took out the top three and looked at them. The first one was a crescent moon with a swirling cloud thing behind it. The description was that we were called shadow pack, so it would make sense that we had a shadow of the moon to represent us. She then looked at the next one. It was two hands that looked to be made from shadows reaching for one another. Then she came to the last one.

“We will see.” A brazier of fire ignited between them, sudden and violent, the flames curling into unnatural shapes. The Elder began to chant low and rhythmic, calling upon the fire as a scrying tool. Layla forced herself to watch. This was what they had feared the Elders probing into the triad’s power, trying to unravel the mystery of the bond. The fire flared, and images danced within it. Three flames spiraled together, sapphire blue at their core. For a heartbeat, they were whole. Then the sapphire fractured, splitting into three distinct points of light. A fourth color bled into the flames an indigo spark that tethered to them all, shimmering and steady.

A startled gasp leaves me when my eyes are met with the most beautiful tattoo I have ever seen, similar to what I have glimpsed on Jamari a few times. A flaming pentagram rests over the spot where my heart beats erratically. A full moon fills the circle within, with lighting swirling around the flames and a lightning bolt shooting down the center. A black raven can be seen against the bright light of the moon, its wings posed as if in flight, three black feathers float down towards the bottom of the tattoo. My fingers move up to rub the mark, a feeling of wholeness crashes through me, providing me with a sense of belonging that I have never felt before. “It is breathtaking.” I whisper, my fi

This was new to me, I had never heard the term before. “It’s a circle interwoven with a continuous three-pointed symbol, basically a trinity knot,” nodding at her I still felt lost as to what that symbol’s relevance had anything to do with the three of us. And she must have realized that I was still clueless right now, rolling her eyes at me she smirked, “The three points of the symbol represent soul, heart, and mind, as well as endless love. The circle within the three points represent family,” She said furrowing her brows as she looked back down at her cake,

Amid the electricity, the distinctive sulphurous odor of deceit was strong, triggering memories of casual statements like, I’d be very interested to know what became of the one that survived. “Tell us who he is!” Dianna shouted over the howl. “I don’t know who he is!” Maya threw back. “What shall I say of him? That he speaks with a woman’s voice? That he cocks his elephant head a certain way as he says arcane but suggestive things like, ‘we are each of us only instruments of another’? Will that build insight into the enigma that he is? I do not know him. How he influences actions. How he bends nature. I only know what he instructs, which I do because I must do. The rift itself demands it. Fr

she lightly pressed on a point on my forehead, "is located between your eyes. Once opened, this chakra is responsible for a strong gut instinct. That’s because the third eye is responsible for intuition. And some say that it is also linked to imagination. Her hand came down gently now, and rested on the top of my head. "The crown chakra, or Sahasrara, is located at the top of your head. Your Sahasrara represents your spiritual connection to yourself, others, and the universe. It also plays a role in your life’s purpose." I allowed it all to sink in, memorizing each of the main chakra points and what the represented.

“That would be most beneficial. What do I need to do?” “Nothing just take my hand.” Aspen lets me hold his hand and he watches me. I see a look of shock from him as I feel the warmth flow from me into Aspen. My eyes must’ve turned color again. I let go of his hand. “That was amazing I could feel your energy flowing into me.” He looks at his wrist. “What is this?” “I’m sorry I should’ve warned you. It appears when I grant gifts you also get a tattoo.” “Interesting, this is the symbol for dragon’s eye,” Aspen informs us. It’s just a triangle that has lines from each point meeting in the center of the triangle, it doesn’t look like a dragons eye. Aspen sees the look of confusion on everyone’s f

The three marks on Wren’s inner forearm itched with a low, persistent thrum, a living tattoo of longing etched into her skin by a ritual gone beautifully, catastrophically wrong. They weren't scars, but claims waiting to be made. One for tender worship, one for rude praise, one for slow dominance. Tonight, the first of them, a silvery crescent like a wolf’s gentle bite, burned with a need that was becoming a torment.

"This ritual involves the binding of your spirit to the pack. It’s a sacred tradition that signifies your commitment and connection to everyone here. You will receive a mark, a tattoo that symbolizes your bond with us." She produced a small vial of ink and a delicate, ornate needle. "This tattoo will be placed on your left wrist. It’s a representation of our pack’s symbol—a crescent moon intertwined with a wolf’s head. The ink is mixed with the essence of our ancestors, binding you to our lineage. But it won't be visible to anyone who is not a part of our pack." I held out my wrist, feeling a mixture of anticipation and reverence. As Sophia began to work, I winced slightly at the sting of th