Black Goddess Tattoo Ideas Novels & Stories

They feel threatened enough to hire assassins and put millions of dollars on our heads, which has been ultimately fruitless. Until now. “That tattoo on the back of your neck is a dead giveaway to your true identity, rogue.” She kept her voice low but the venom in her words cannot be mistaken. My body stiffened. She was right. All elite warriors of the Black Moon Pack are given the same tattoo mark, but we were given freedom to choose where it’s going to be. I had it tattooed on the back of my neck, while Pixie had hers above her left breast. “Talk.” She growled, pressing the tip directly onto my forehead, making my wolf perk up in full alert.

I smiled, though my body trembled slightly with unease. He smirked, his eyes darkening as he sauntered towards me. Slowly, he reached out, invading my space. My gaze drifted to his chest, where intricate tattoos sprawled across his skin, half of his left chest completely inked. There was a large python coiled menacingly, its fangs bared as if ready to strike. Surrounding it were other symbols—a bleeding dagger, an intricate skull wrapped in thorns, and a blood moon rising behind them all. The ink seemed almost alive, dark and haunting, like it held secrets too dangerous to reveal. I had seen something like this before. The imagery was disturbing, almost as if he were part of some secretive c

"I'll be enjoying every moment of it." My cheeks are steaming red and glancing over at Galina, she is also blushing with her gaze downcast. She proffers me her hand and I wordlessly take it as I'm burning with fury inside over the dastard. My eyes catch sight of the tattoo on his muscled upper arm. The black ink of the Christian Cross encircled by a fierce Dragon, made a dramatic striking contrast against his fair skin. Some girls would think it was bad of a guy, however, to me it was bad news about a guy.

A startled gasp leaves me when my eyes are met with the most beautiful tattoo I have ever seen, similar to what I have glimpsed on Jamari a few times. A flaming pentagram rests over the spot where my heart beats erratically. A full moon fills the circle within, with lighting swirling around the flames and a lightning bolt shooting down the center. A black raven can be seen against the bright light of the moon, its wings posed as if in flight, three black feathers float down towards the bottom of the tattoo. My fingers move up to rub the mark, a feeling of wholeness crashes through me, providing me with a sense of belonging that I have never felt before. “It is breathtaking.” I whisper, my fi

“I will take you to him.” The woman nodded, turning her eyes on the pack of wolves, who stood up and circled closer. She dropped her arms and began walking eastwards, and I followed her on legs that barely felt like my own. As the wind blew her hair aside, I noticed a tattoo on her back in the shape of a snake slithered around a silver pentagram, its head black and its body red.

It's four in the evening before I find the energy to get ready for work. I put on a black and violet leather and lace corset. The pearl colored eyes of my dragon tattoo peaks out at my shoulders. The tattoo wraps around my body hiding all of my scars. I slip on a pair of black leather pants. To complete my outfit I put on a pair of black four inch heeled boots. The heel is in the shape of a chrome pistol. With the flick of my wrist my long curly raven locks are straight and hangs down to my ass. I put on some mascara and harlot red lipstick. Now I'm ready for work.

Luna Aaliyah tells her, with a confused look still in her eyes. Just then the doors to the den open and in strolls Josiah with Edon behind him. Edon had a warrior on each side as he entered. Another woman followed behind them that nobody recognized, she had long flowing black hair that came down to her mid back. She wore a long dark blue gown that stretched to her ankles. The sleeves were three quarter inch and she had markings that trailed from her fingertips all the way up her arms stopping on her neck. The markings seemed to represent nature, and wildlife. The markings on her right arm, a wolf surround by stars and various stages of the moon that trailed into a weeping willow tree’s growt

I can't still believe I have formed a blood pact with a demon. Suddenly, my heart pumped wildly then I just saw in my mind my red-colored grace of the Cancer and his black curse joining as one. After these two orbs united, creating a black-crimson orb, a new sign was inscribed inside it. It was a sign that symbolizes a fox and a crab. “Now, let's get going. This is the birth of the Black Zodiac,” Mammon said then the Infinite Prison broke apart into pieces.

Lilith said with a mischievous smile. “Thanks?” Caiden said, confused. Lilith shrugged, “I understand your concern but do not fret.” The door opened again and in walked another girl, she was taller than Caiden and Lilith and had on all black from her head to her shoes, even her hair and eyes were black. She walked over and sat on Caiden’s left and greeted, “Hi.” “Hi,” Caiden greeted back with a slight smile. The girl looked over at Lilith and said, “If she said anything about me, it is probably all true.”

I looked at Sienna's face, twisted with greed, and almost laughed. Expose my crimes? Make me unable to survive? Ignorance truly is bliss. That was the only reason she dared to say such things to the Alpha King's daughter. I had planned to leave this disgusting place immediately and let them rot without my protection. But just as I was about to tell her to get lost, my gaze locked onto her collarbone. There was a fresh tattoo. Black ink traced the Iron Moon pack's crest on her pale skin, with Caleb's personal mark inked right in the center.