Atlas Greek God Tattoo Novels & Stories

Artemis, the goddess of the wilderness, the hunt, and wild animals. Hecate, the goddess of magic, witchcraft, and the night. Aphrodite, the goddess of love, lust, beauty, and pleasure. They formed a semicircle with Selene at the center, and standing before her reminded me of the conversation I’d had with Jasper. “I was wrong.” I turned to see Jasper entering the space with me. He wore a white button-up shirt, untucked from his black pants. The sleeves were rolled to his elbows, and a few buttons were undone—an outfit I had seen him in many times while he was fulfilling his duties as Alpha.

His boss never ceases to amaze him. "How can you tell?" Godvric couldn't help but ask.. "The tattoos on their neck means they're South African mercenaries and extremely dangerous. Find out who hired them. Something tells me they didn't just try to bug my hotel room." Xavier placed his hand on his chin as he fell into deep thoughts. This is getting thicker than he thought and he feels like he was baited here in LA.. Did they lure him there just to hurt him? "What do you think, boss?"

“So, she is part demon? One of Dante’s sprogs that slipped through the net?” “No,” Lucas leaned forward to rest his elbows on his knees as a weary sigh escaped him. “Atlas and Amos don’t have wolf spirits remember? Chloe does; Hecate.” “Hecate? What kind of name is that?” “It’s the name of a Greek goddess. As far as we can tell, only the Wolfe line has a wolven spirit with a Greek name. Even Sierra and Alvaro don’t have them. So, how come she has one?” Lucas raised an eyebrow, hazel eyes darkening as the questions piled up. “I think we need to make a call.”

There lay two words tattooed in greek. Προστατευόμενη and από which means 'Protected by' and then there were two names tattoed under it, one on each wrist. Cliff. And Joel. And then my eyes met something red, something red pouring over the new tattoo, and dripping down my arms. I turned them over, plams out flat, face down, and realized that punching tree's? Wasn't my best idea. My skin was broken in 20 different places, and gushing blood. Yum, I thought sarcastically.

He looked perfect as usual, and his fresh and spicy scent filled the room, asking Blaise's. But what everyone's eyes were on, was of course his shirtless torso. Even Juliette couldn't tear her eyes away. It was the tattoo, the one only true Alphas obtain from birth. Right above his hip, black and terrifying. Juliette couldn't see what it was, but she knew it would be intimating. Whoever he mated, would get a tattoo just like it. She wanted it. It was made by the gods, to signify a true Werewolf, one many can only dream of seeing. A tattoo in myths and legends, and it was being shown right in front of the group.

Atlas caught her before she fell. "I've got you." He supported her weight, helping her step into the water. The hot bath enveloped her battered body. She sank down with a gasp, the heat both soothing and painful on her injuries. Atlas knelt beside the tub, rolling up his sleeves to his elbows. His forearms were muscled, scarred. The crow tattoo visible on his left forearm. "I have to—" His voice was strained. "He told me to bathe you. Said if I don't, he'll know."

Atlas’ lips trace down my jaw, and he kisses my neck softly as I look up at the disco lights flickering across the tall ceiling. “You can have demon markings done at parties like this. They appear when you want, and disappear when you don’t,” Atlas tells me, directly into my ear. “I love the idea of choosing a marking for you. Somewhere only I would see.” Gods. Atlas Eridani is going to ruin me for any male shifter. For anyone.

I ask. “Shoot.” “Okay, here we go. Natalie… Natalie is a direct descendant of the Moon goddess. This Void is an enemy of the moon goddess who wants to wreak vengeance on her precious creatures. All the other deities are up in arms because of this and now Natalie has gone to their world to train her powers. Got it?” He doesn't got it. I can tell from the completely gobsmacked look on his face.

Azrael and Hunter have the same matching tattoos. It is just an inscription in Greek. I begged my dad and after persuading him for months he allowed me have it. I replied the message. Guess I have a date this Saturday.

I turned around and made a big mistake by looking up at him, I repeat big mistake. I swear Adriano had to be on the list of Greek gods, his chest and biceps were well to sculpted don't even get me started on his eight pack, he had an eight pack for Pete's sake and his skin was perfectly tanned even though he was a tad bit dark because of the Latin genes he inherited from his mum. My eyes went lower finding his tattooed torso and V that was visible since his sweatpants hang dangerously low around his waist. Damn I could only imagine my legs wrapped around his torso while his strong arms gripped my ass. Fuck