Why Does The Tattoo Thief Steal In The Tattoo Thief?

I save the Alpha. He crowns my sister. "Miles... I'm your mate," I blurt, hoping that will break through his confusion and make him see me for who I truly am. He only stares quietly at me, but I can see the conflict and confusion in his expression. "I'm sorry, Rhea. You're beautiful, and your scent..." his words trail as he buries his nose on my neck and inhales deeply. "It's the sweetest I've ever known. But I love your sister, and I made a promise I don't intend to break. We will have to reject the mate bond." "Why won't you believe me?" I plead, my voice raw. "I'm the girl you met that night. I am your mate!" Miles' gaze hardens as he points toward the exit. "You need to leave, Rhea. Or I'll have security escort you out." "You liar!" I scream as I yank Roxy's hair. "You've stolen everything from me!" I feel Miles' hands gripping my shoulders as he yanks me off her, shoving me backward. I land hard on my butt. "Listen to me, Rhea," he hisses, his voice filled with venom, his eyes cold. "I don't want to see you near me or Roxy again. If you do, I'll have you banished." He takes a step closer, towering above me. "I, Alpha Miles Mondragon, reject you, Rhea Chapman, as my mate. Accept it or reject it; I don't fucking care." Have you ever watched your Knight in shining armor stolen from your very own fantasy? It could be the most heartbreaking thing. What do you do when the man fated to love you calls you a liar? When the boy you save becomes the Alpha who destroys you? This is my story, and how my fate was stolen.

Newly married and over the moon, Sienna inks her husband’s name on her lower back. A permanent gesture for a forever union, right? Wrong. Five years later, in the throes of a messy divorce, she is back to the tattoo shop to get a coverup tattoo. But she doesn’t expect to find that her tattoo artist is the hottest man alive — and he has been waiting for her. He is Gavin Kessler, the Tattoo Master. Tough on the outside, tougher on the inside. With an ugly past casting a long shadow on his present and future. What starts out as a crazy contract between them spirals into something far more dangerous. Sienna soon realizes she wants more than a tattoo from the Tattoo Master. She wants his díck, his protection, and if the differences between them will allow, his heart. Which of these is Gavin willing to give? ⚠️ WARNING: This book is exclusively for adult audiences (18+). It explores explicit sexual language, morally complex characters, toxic family dynamics and occasional violence.

“Okay let me rephrase the question, why did you just kidnap me?!” I ask unaware if he wasn’t quite keeping up with what was happening! “I wouldn’t call it kidnap; I was simply taking what is mine.” He replies with a dangerous look in his eye, I take a step backwards from shock and also, quite a bit of fear for a second. “I’m not sure what you think is going on here, but I can assure you that I’m not yours.” I tell him point blank, I don’t know what day and age he thinks we’re living in but nowadays, you can’t just go around and claim someone is yours. “I can assure you, every inch of you belongs to me, your whole being is mine.” He says in a growl like tone, his eyes seeming to go a shade darker as he spoke. ~~ Liv and her friends plan a weeks gateway in a hidden cabin in the woods, all of them needing a break from the year they had endured. But none of them would have guessed the real outcome of the trip. The day soon rolls around for them all to head home, but that wasn’t where Liv would end up. She takes one last walk around the property when she’s grabbed from behind and taken deep into the woods. She’s sucked into a world of mates, wolves, and terrifying vampires. Stories of an unknown Luna who was to save the werewolf kind as a whole were told to Liv on numerous occasions. But maybe those stories were not just fairytales. Can she learn to accept her mate and fight for her new life? Who will she succumb to the dangerous creatures that lurk outside the borders?

I fell in love with a cold, taciturn tattoo artist named Henry Kane. So I deliberately damaged my tattoo again and again, picking at the skin and reworking the design, just to see him a few more times. By the third visit for touch-ups, scrolling comments suddenly appeared before my eyes: “I’m dying of laughter. This desperate female lead literally destroyed her freshly tattooed skin just to see the male lead again, and she still didn’t dare confess her feelings.” “Henry Kane is actually the embodiment of an ancient ferocious beast who sat on mountains of gold and silver but refused to spend them, choosing instead to open a tattoo studio to experience mortal life.” “He looks icy and distant, but his possessiveness has long since maxed out.” “He was just afraid his violent nature would scare his woman away.” I looked at the man in front of me, who was lowering his head as he wiped down the tattoo machine, and he did indeed give off an unmistakable keep-your-distance aura. But the comments claimed that he wanted to possess me? “Um… Excuse me?” The man tilted his head slightly, and under the weight of his deep gaze, the confession lodged in my throat. My mind short-circuited, and I blurted out, “I… I wanted to tattoo it on my lower back this time.” In an instant, the comments exploded in joy. “Woohoo! We’re taking off!” “Lower back, you say? That’s a sensitive spot! Can this pure-hearted ferocious beast really hold back?” “Good grief, straight to the undressing scene! This cunning move by the female lead is operating on a whole other level!” The man’s hand gripping the tattoo machine jerked to a sudden stop, and the air seemed to freeze for a few seconds. Then he answered, his voice slightly hoarse and unreadable, “Alright.”

Rose Evans. A girl with big dreams and goals, that she planned to see trough. Everything was planned in detail and it all started with finishing school and going to college. With her plans in mind and her dreams written down in a colorful schemed notebook, she never planned to have it all ripped away from beneath her feet. Her mother passed abruptly after a long fight with dancer, and the seventeen year old girl was left to fend for herself. Tyler Chaps. The multi-bilionare, owner of several cooperations with both feet in the most succesfull real-estate market affairs. The 28 year old was the hottest bachelor on the market, with a plan to never settle down. Rose found comfort in a man who helped her get a job. A job that entailed stealing and flirting her way to peoples possessions. What happens when the young girls slick hands, grip the wrong wrist? What happens when a ruthless, cold-hearted billionaire CEO catches the pickpocket thief and employs her for a job of his own? When a strong minded, business oriented woman, is paired with a soulless, dominant CEO, hearts are bound to come undone.

Riley thought stealing from a billionaire would be her biggest mistake. She was wrong. The real mistake was trusting her partner. Left behind with empty hands and a target on her back, Riley is dragged into the world of the man she tried to rob, a billionaire who doesn’t forgive, doesn’t forget… and doesn’t let things go. Now trapped under his roof as both captive and servant, Riley quickly learns he’s far more dangerous up close. Cold. Calculating. Addictive. Because the more she fights him, the more he seems to want her. And the more she hates him… the harder it is to ignore the way he looks at her like she already belongs to him. In a game built on betrayal, Riley has one rule: survive. But falling for the man she stole from? That might be the one mistake she doesn’t walk away from.