Two Hummingbird Tattoo Meaning Novels & Stories

“And that tattoo, of course.” I start visualizing my body with it, and I feel like it would really look good on my thigh. I could get something symbolic. Something that perfectly describes my situation. A bird, to symbolize my freedom, but not just any bird. A phoenix. Rising from my ashes because it’s exactly what I’m starting to do. “Yeah,” I say. “I think it’d look great.”

Hayden grinned at me, like it was all effortless. “Let’s get out of here,” he smiled. 🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸 By the time we walked into the tattoo parlor, my hands were shaking. The artist nodded at Hayden, clearly aware of who he was, and then glanced at me. “You two getting matching tats?” I nodded, heart racing. “Yeah, we are.” “You have anything in mind,” he asked. I reached for Hayden’s wrist and traced a line. “Half a raven. The wings. He gets one, I get the other. When we’re together… it’s complete.”

I pulled the fabric away, exposing his chest to my eyes. His chest was covered in tattoos, and I ran my fingers over them, wondering what they meant. “This one—tell me, what does it mean?” I asked in a whisper, pointing to a tattoo of a bird flying on the left side of his chest. “The bird represents my freedom. I got it a week after I went to military camp; it reminds me of freedom,” he said, holding my face gently. I rested my cheek in his palm, locking eyes with him. “You’re turning me on, you know that?” he said, and I pressed my body closer to his.

I don't know if he has tattoos on his back and chest but as much I have seen only his right arm is tattooed and his left arm is free of them. My eyes fell in a the tattoo of a tiny bird. It was small maybe part of a different tattoo but the detailing was impressive. The wings were huge, twice the size of the bird. The way her beak was pointed and the curve of her neck was draw, it amazed me. The only thing I could say was that it had magnificent detailing. "When you got this tattoo made?", I asked while tracing it. "The bird?", he asked. "Yeah.", I said. "It is a phoenix. I got it made after I say Amber. You named her after fire so I thought getting a phoenix made would be the right thing.",

His six packs and muscular arms were perfect for his torso. The tattoos were splattered on his chest, the one that has the M symbol with a crown on it, has some words written on it. He turned around to drop the bottle, and that made me see the tattoo on his back. It was a tattoo of a large bird flying away from an arrow directed to it. He turned to face me back as he leaned back on the fridge, then I looked up to his face. I looked away but something caught my eyes. I saw those words clearly. Broken. I have a feeling every words and shapes that was tattooed on his skin has a deeper meaning attached to it. But two of those tattoos got me thinking. The M symbol with the crown on it and the wo

“The Raven. Known as the harbinger of death. Marked in her rebirth, granting ultimate authority within her title. And yet, in all her glory, eventually came to a slow, excruciating end. One where she, despite her best efforts, was unable to prevent the death of our lineage.” “…No…,” I whispered. But she was right. I could keep lying to myself, keep refusing to look… but there was certainly more than just a raven tattoo there…. It was almost like… bite marks. Semi-circles littering my skin, overlapping in their design to the point where it was almost impossible to make out what they were. …Unless you knew. Unless you knew exactly what you were looking at. And if someone is marked with a doubl

“But don’t come crying to me when you’re still sitting here days from now, staring at that tattoo and pretending it’s the biggest mystery in your life. You have the key to make your choice by getting laid.” Her presence receded as abruptly as it had appeared, leaving an ache in my chest that wasn’t entirely physical. The silence felt heavier now, the weight of her words pressing down on me. I stared at the tattoo again, my fingers trailing over it almost absently. The design twisted and curled, impossibly intricate, like something alive and untamed. It felt… ancient. Powerful. And yet I didn’t know what it meant in my mate bond with Lucien and Damon. Did it mean that I’m only mated to Lucien

He traced the small tattoo on the upper-right side of my chest. “What does it mean?” he asked without taking his gaze off me. His curious face was as mesmerizing as when he was seriously working in the office. I looked down and stared at the rainbow-colored butterfly-shaped tattoo. “A symbol of welcoming a new life and escaping the confines of an asshole.” He gave a small nod, but his expression turned hard. “So, you equate yourself with a butterfly?” I smiled slightly. “I made it to Monaco when we first met!” His gaze dropped to my breasts. His long fingers stroked the underside of my right breast. “Another tattoo?”

Only I knew she was alive and the tattoos were meaningful, still are. The tattoo was inspired by Talitha. She got a tattoo of a snake shedding its skin with a tiny butterfly next to it. I loved it. The work was implacable, I couldn't draw my eyes away from it, it was us. I wanted my own so I got the same tattoo on the side of my waist, right below my ribs on the tight. Mine is the opposite, a snake is wrapped around the butterfly playfully with a the quote, "Evil and good both win." That was two years ago. Adrian likes that tattoo the most, he adorns it with his mouth every time he has me bound to his bed, he likes it. He joked he would get my name on him but as much as I want my name on him

" Yes of course." " Okay, get ready cause is long..." He said why putting down his food. " Okay firstly, I have one on my chest a wing tattoo which signifies liberty for me. On my forearm, the word GO is written in capital letters cause I love traveling. On my right bicep a big moon representing darkness, on my thorax a rose surrounded with thorns representing the lovely but difficult relationship with my mom. Here,( showing me his left hand) three birds on the back of my left hand representing freedom of choice. On my left-right arm my name written in Chinese, this one, I have done it in Japan during one of my trips. On my left palm a roaring lion representing power. On my right middle fing