Xoxo Tattoo Ideas Novels & Stories

We might even survive it. "You hear her?" Xander said, licking his lips. "They’re not gonna kill us. Not unless we make them look weak." Carolina shrugged. "Good thing I’m useless at appearances." She held up her wrist, where the bluebell bloom shone under her skin—heliotropic, a living tattoo. "You want to talk about next steps, or are we just gonna keep… you know?" Mira waved a hand at Xander, who responded by sliding his hand into her hair, pulling her close. A practiced ritual.

He remained still and often engaged in a small chat with me to show that he was all right for I was a bit agitated as I scanned the way his skin bruised and bled. When she wipes away the excess drops of his blood in completion I examine the tattoo over his red puffed skin. It consists of a total of four elements beginning with a wide circle and inside the circle are two equally beautiful but distinct flowers and one crown. Perhaps from an outsider's view, it would seem like a feminine design one that females would prefer and definitely not Phobos. But he said there was a meaning behind it and I am utterly interested. "Thank you. I shall return in a few days to get the rest finished."

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.

Aarya “Wow! It’s exquisite!” I marveled at the stunning neck tattoo that adorned my best friend Lea’s skin. My fingers traced the lines of the intricate design as I asked her, “I want one too, but I’m such a wimp thinking about the pain. Did it hurt?” Nestled at the base of her neck, where the curve of her neck met her shoulder, was a beautifully detailed wolf outline tattoo. Below the tattoo were Steven's initials, symbolizing their connection. It looks amazing.

For a moment pity flashed in Judy's eyes before she asked, "Do you have anything specific in mind or shall I offer some choices?" "Have you ever done a scalp tattoo before?" Xavier asked. "Look behind you." Judy only said, waiting for my answer. Xavier and I turned around to see a wall of pictures of different types of tattoos, from intricate sleeves to scalps, and quotes. "Did you do all of these?" Xavier asked in awe. Judy nodded and handed me a tablet, "Take a look at the designs. See if anything inspires you."

I’m sure I am and that makes me inwardly smile. We sit on the beach, X behind me while I snuggle into his warm comforting arms. Amongst us are way too many people, it’s okay though, the more people around the less apparent the hole in my heart feels. I trace my finger over X's tattoo on his forearm, an eagle, it’s becoming therapy to me. “Would you ever get one?” He asks into my hair and through my ear. “I don’t know, maybe one day if it feels right,” I say shrugging my shoulders slightly.

When we entered the bathroom, he set me on the counter before going over to the tub and turning on the facets. He loaded the bathtub up with salts, sweet smelling oils, and bubble bath. I watched him the whole time he worked, admiring his firm ass and broad shoulders. The Goddess sure took her time when she made Xander. I noticed a large tattoo across his back, another picture of the forest but with more wolves, all howling at the crescent moon above. It must be to honor his role as Alpha of the Crescent Moon pack.

Dylan had a long history with so many people and then I realized how he operated… he made more friends than enemies and as for enemies, he made sure to kill every last of them that there would be no one to hold a grudge against. Classic him. “What kind of tattoo do you want, Mr Xavier?” I didn't realize someone was standing before us. “What do you think I should do, milkweed?” He asked his voice in a low gruff. “I don't know, a rose? Or a bird…” I let my voice trail trying to think of something meaningful. “I love birds, freedom, flight, survival and a will to live, poetic but true” I shut my eyes and opened them, my heart skipped two beats in half a second… I was falling deeply for this man

“You’ll be okay soon. Try to relax. It’s okay.” In a daze, I trace my fingertips over the tattoos on his chest, studying them with hazy curiosity. My breathing slows, my heart rate calming. The sound of the hotel room’s ventilation is a distant hum in my ear, white noise that helps my mind settles. I tap Xander’s chest tattoo, the one in the shape of a dove over his heart. “What’s this one supposed to mean?” I ask, barely above a whisper. “To honor my mother,” he says. I’m surprised by his honesty.

Lori- right back shoulder! Xander- no I have a tattoo on my back, in middle almost lower back. Lori- yes a Phenix on fire!.. but I am talking about the wing like tattoo. It's like a hidden inscription or something but it's really beautiful. Xander- i only have one tattoo!... Lori would you mind if my brother come over?.. Lori- no, i want to go check Rossy anyway so you two can talk. Xander- we are mates, you need to be here too.