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My gaze crossed with Christian's all the time, but I disguised as best I could the desire to be with him. "So you all got tattoos together? That's so cool " Claire, one of the girls, commented when she saw the art on Sky's ankle. "Each one represents our course, this is mine," I turned around, brushing the hair out of the back of my head. " You have several,” Juddy hissed. " And I intend to have more, but the next one I want to do will be somewhere a bit more... intimate.” Sky gave me a surprised look at that information. I had been thinking about getting a tattoo on my groin for a few days. I knew Christian's birthday was coming up and I wanted to surprise him.

A massive tattoo stretched across his back, dark, swirling lines that formed a wolf’s head surrounded by a crescent moon. Kieran stood at the counter, chopping vegetables with the precision of a surgeon. His long red hair fell over his shoulders in loose waves, and his tattoo was just as beautiful as Kai’s: a roaring dragon with flames curling down his spine, its tail disappearing beneath the waistband of his jeans. Kylan, of course, was leaning against the fridge with a smirk that could melt steel. His tattoo was a constellation of stars and a running wolf, the design wrapping around his ribs and down his left side.

Mea Dea, my goddess in Latin, despite wanting to spit at him to address me properly, my heart races. “You can call me Queen Aylin,” I force out in a hiss, although his smirk tells me I don’t sound convincing. I break eye contact with him to look him over. He is truly carved to perfection. He’s wearing a tank top, which shows the entire tattoo on his neck. It’s a black and white piece of a phoenix, midflight with its mouth open in a scream, surrounded by fire. The wings extend onto the front and back of his neck in brilliant detail and the fire down to his collarbone. He also has several different pieces down both arms, none of which I bother to look at since I’ve been looking at him for far

“He’s probably out there fucking his way through a sea of women, and I’m here struggling not to think about him. It’s stupid, just stupid!” Ansel doesn’t comment after that, so I turn to look at him. He’s giving me an amused grin. “You like art, don’t you? You know, drawing?” The ‘huh’ look I give him seems to amuse him more, but he continues. “I was thinking of getting a couple of tattoos done, but we don’t really have a tattooist in this pack, and the only person who can do wolf tattoos is a guy in town. It’s annoying having to go all the way there for a tattoo.”

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.

Keely hip-checked Indy and whispered, “So now that Domini is officially a McKay, let’s figure out where you’re gonna tattoo her.” “What? I have to get a tattoo?” “Ssh. India has tattooed all the women who’ve married into the McKay family with the McKay cattle brand. It’s something we started with AJ.” Keely grinned. “Since we didn’t throw a bachelorette party before AJ’s wedding, we had a private tattoo party afterward at Indy’s new studio. Channing and Macie’s brands are ‘tramp stamps’ on their lower backs. Mine is on my hip. Indy did hers on the inside of her left thigh last year. Skylar’s is on her shoulder.

In black, grey and blue ink, beautiful, intricate patterns of floral and wing designs mar my skin, but at its centre, Zefiro name sits majestically in stunning calligraphy. The bastard tattooed his name into my skin.

(You act like I can't take care of myself plus I have an assassin with me) "It's still no," he says "I'm going to get ready you better not leave without me," he says and walks upstairs while the guys to the same. "He does realize were going to do that anyway right," Rae says I shrug my shoulders to her and we walk to my car and hop in to get Nova soon we've picked her up and were at the tattoo parlor give the tattoo artist our ideas except Nov. I decide on a rose on my under boob, butterfly's on the bottom of my thumb bone, a sleeve of flowers on my arm, and a heart on my inner wrist. Rae got the same inner heart as me, but she also got an arm sleeve that had a lion with blue eyes and flower

“I have to change into my suit.” “You’re dressed fine.” Ashley waves her hand at my shorts and oversized t-shirt. “The more skin, the better.” “Whhaat kind of appointment is it?” I squint at her. “We’re going to see Cason Watts.” She wiggles her eyebrows. “A tattoo?” My jaw drops. *** “Luna, have you thought about your tattoo?” Cason holds a sketch pad. “Anything on the walls out front you like?” “I saw one…” I feel my heart beat faster. “It has a rose and then there’s a dagger sitting on top, but I want the dagger to go through the middle of the rose, like it’s stabbing it.”

I say to him and he gasps quietly. "That was smooth. Does that mean I can get something dirty?" "No, I'm not letting your first tattoo be something like that." "Please can I get and arrow pointing to my ass?" "No way! Nathan would kill me!" I laugh and Cole pouts. "Okay, what about this one?" He says as he points to a vine of roses that would stretch across his lower back. "I like it, I think you should get that one." "Can I get yours and Nathan's initials on it?"