What Does The Bible Say About Nose Piercings Novels & Stories

Her belly button, a small silver stud, glinted in the sunlight. “My eyes are up here, Hayden,” Zara’s sultry voice rang in my ears. “How many piercings do you have?” She replied without thinking. “Ten.” Nine piercings—my nose flared as I glared at her back when she confidently walked towards the ocean, water hiding her body with each step. Two on her ears each. Her nose. Her tongue. Two on her nipples. One on her belly button. Finale one on… I made a grunt like sound that must have been what a caveman ready to mate would have made. Zara has definitely changed, a tempting little rebel Princess. That’s what she was.

GABRIEL POV I walk into the hair salon and notice that all the ladies were giving me a strange look, for some reason. I walk up to where Sia is seated and when her face comes in contact with me, I am left speechless. Not only did she dye her hair, she equally had her nose peirced and her ears twince. ' Mom is so going to kill me' " Sia who told you, you could have your nose and ears peirced?" I ask angry

“You just don’t look like a rocker. Like, at all.” “What does a rocker look like?” “More makeup. Fewer clothes. Piercings. Tattoos.” “Who says I don’t have any piercings?” Sed traced the edge of her ear with his fingertip, drawing attention to a pair of small diamond studs in her earlobe. “Ear piercings don’t count.” “I wasn’t talking about my ears.” Sed’s eyes searched her face. “Then where? I don’t see any oth-Oh…”

Now Abed watched me with interest, wanting to know what I meant as well, dang it, all that fall for nothing. I chuckle nervously, “Piercings. I like Joanne’s own and wanted to know his thoughts on them, but I wasn’t sure I could handle the pain, so I stopped her.” I would have given myself a high five or that cover up if I could, but I can’t so, no high five for me. “Where would you have wanted it?” Abed asks quietly, his eyes waiting patiently for my response. “I have always admired a belly ring, that would not be so bad.” I shrug, at least that part was true, I loved when it winked in the sun, peeked under a cropped top, it was sexy in ways I could not describe.

“Have you thought about where you want to be pierced?” “Yes. I was thinking about getting my nose pierced.” I said after I took a deep breath and tried not to feel nervous. “Sounds good. I’ll see if there’s no one waiting in the front and I can do it myself” He said as he took off his gloves and stepped away. “You should get your tongue pierced,” Lucas teased as he stood up and stretched his arms out. “No, thanks. I could have gotten my ears pierced, but the nose would look better.” I said and saw his friend coming back with a small box.

Beth, sitting across the circle, was not pleased. "Well I guess I'm out," she sighed, taking the last sip of her rum and coke and starting to pour herself another. "Aw, poor baby Piercings is all sad she lost." Alanna called Beth 'Piercings' because she was fairly liberal with her body adornments. Sporting multiple piercings along the rim of each ear, Beth also had two small silver eyebrow rings, a septum piercing in her nose and her lip ring. She'd also shown off her tongue piercing before, though that one wasn't readily apparent. "Don't worry, I'll spot you some snacks so you can keep playing, but it's gonna cost you."

I smiled, “Thank you. Now I need to do the engraving. Wish me luck.” I engraved Bible passage, Jeremiah 17:14, “Heal me Lord and I will be healed, save me and I will be saved, for you are the one I praise.” I took it off the engraver and showed it to Theodore. He smiled as a tear ran down his cheek, “Sis, he will love this. Any wounded soldier would. There is a saying that goes, ‘There are no atheists on the battlefield’. I have found that to be true.”

I prodded further. He didn't reply again, only staring intently at my face with his face getting redder, jaw clenching and unclenching, and flaring nostrils. "Why the fuck did you pierce your nose?!" He yelled suddenly which caught me off guard. I jumped at his abrupt change in tone. Calming down I shrugged. "Why should I not?" I countered. "So you just wanna look and act like a tramp right?" He continued in a calmer tone.

He locked eyes with me through the mirror, clicking his tongue as I took in his entire body. He had joggers on, a singlet on him… however his entire body had been inked… he had four piercings on each ear… his lips had been pierced from the beginning but now his eyebrows were pierced too. He still kept his blue buzzcut… but he was exuding danger and sexiness in a way I’d never believed.

Ryder's eyes flared, his pupils blowing wide as he realized the game she was playing. "The Bible tells us in Hebrews 13:4 that 'Marriage is honorable in all, and the bed undefiled: but whoremongers and adulterers God will judge,'" she quoted, her voice dropping into a sultry, melodic lilt. She leaned forward slightly, her breasts straining against the silk of her bodice. "It's comforting to know that my mother doesn't have to worry about Ryder ever straying. Because he's a man of the cloth. A man who knows that the flesh is weak, but the spirit is willing." She paused, a wicked, barely perceptible smirk touching her lips.