Xoxo Tattoo Ideas Novels & Stories

Both of them looked at me like I was insane. "First, he can tattoo? Second, you let him put his family crest on you? Damn girl." Becky laughed. I rolled my eyes. "Obviously. And well, it seemed fair. He let me tattoo him. The same spot, but his is a lotus flower sitting on a crescent moon with the five moon phases under it." I shrugged. "Wow. So you two are next level in this relationship. It's that serious." Becky whistled.

The reset button got pressed each time I was reborn. My eyes drank in my boys. Xander’s tattoos were always incredibly sexy to me. The additional sigils only added to that. Kai’s body lacked tattoos, but I now show how delectable he looked with them. “I think you need tattoos as well, handsome,” I murmured. He wrapped his arms around my waist and nuzzled my neck. “Will you get some too? I love how it looks on you,” he said. I nodded eagerly. I had already been wanting tattoos. I always wanted them growing up, but it was not a good idea living in a pack that would rather poison me than give me a tattoo.

Tattoos are usually an expression of oneself. She hesitates for a moment; I can see the turmoil in her eyes but eventually she nods. CJ comes closer to me and turns around. I grab the back of the tank top and lift it over her head while her arms are crossed in her front. The realistic tattoo is a full-colored piece with an intricate golden bird cage in the center with a wolf’s head howling at the moon, an owl with its wings open, and portraits of a bear, fox and mouse intermingled with beautiful wildflowers. I run my fingers over the tattoo. Tingles touch my fingertips sending pleasure through me, but what gets me more are the scars I feel and not just a few but many scars. Now that I think

He didn't seem to notice my little show though, but his gaze often settled on me. We finally settled on a design; a beautiful, delicate tattoo of a phoenix feather that curled and twisted into the shape of a blooming rose. It was perfect. The phoenix, a symbol of rebirth and transformation, and the rose, a symbol of beauty and growth. "It’s beautiful," I breathed, my eyes wide. "I love it." He smiled. "Good. Now, where do you want it? The location is important. It can make or break the design." I had no idea. "Where's the least painful area?" I asked sheepishly.

“But what do you mean you’d understand better than most? And why are you touching your back?” Xenia sighed, chewing her bottom lip in contemplation. “First, you didn’t use me for anything. Confessions of painful pasts aside, we both knew we would end up fucking at some point tonight. And it’s not like sex during highly emotional situations is unheard of.” She dismissed, gently but still dismissed, my apology. “As for what I mean.” She closed her eyes. I feel that whatever she says next will be hard for her. “You asked me about my tattoo this morning. I got it when I was twenty, in memory of my baby.” Xenia confessed, and of every possible thing she could have told me, that wasn’t one I was p

But using silver made the normal pain of getting a tattoo about a hundred times worse. And she didn't just have one cute little heart or flower on her belly. No, she had a stunning Phoenix nestled between her breasts, its wings fanning out over her pert mounds, but designed so that the flesh around her nipples was left untouched- looking as though they were peeking out alluringly from behind the bird. And if that were not enough visual titillation, the tail of the bird curled around the entire left side of her torso and flared out into beautiful swirls and tail feathers covering her belly. Like her nipples, the skin around her belly button was left untouched revealing an enticing belly butto

He watched Xolo's hesitant hands lift up his t-shirt. "I have something to show you Lindani. Something I should have showed you a long time ago." Xolo threw the t-shirt to the floor. He got up from the bed. Slowly turned around to show Lindani his tattooed back. For a while he didn't hear a sound or reaction from Lindani. When he was about to turn, to face Lindani he felt arms wrapping themselves around his waist. He was kissed on his shoulder. "I love you Xolo. This tattoo...well it just staples that this is destiny. "

I’m starting to think I need medical intervention. “The tattoo’s almost done,” Knox says, giving me that knowing smile that means he can read every dirty thought crossing my face. “Want to see it?” I get up slowly, my legs still a little unsteady, and walk over to where he’s lying. When I’m close enough to see his back clearly, I stop short. Spread across the entire width of his back, rendered in bold black ink, is a large bunny. Complete with long ears and everything. This isn’t what I expected at all.

I told her. She looked at me, and then nodded as she started looking through the designs. All the designs had a resemblance of underworld and mafia, and with that, she has to choose one. She continued to look at those designs, while the other artist showed a few designs to me. I picked up the design of a sword, wrapped around a dragon and thorns. I wanted that tattoo to cover my entire back, and they agreed. While my shona chose a beautiful design, it didn't meant anything related to mafia, but it was the picture of a bird escaping from a cage.

“I’m here for a tattoo.” He leaned back, arms folding across his broad chest. The motion made the fabric of his shirt strain. “You? A tattoo?” He laughed, low and cruel. “Let me guess. Tiny heart on your wrist? Or maybe a quote about ‘strength’ in some flowery script so everyone knows how deep you are.” I pulled out my phone and showed him the design. “Lower back. Crescent moon with vines. I have the reference.”