Block B Taeil Tattoos Novels & Stories

She had reached her goal and was now the Bellator champion. An arm encircled her waist with a familiar hand pulling her into his side. Instinctively, Taz reached down and touched the tattoo on his outer wrist. A small bill of sale declaring that his body, heart and soul had been sold to the Devil herself. Linking her fingers with his, she played with his titanium wedding band. Running through the center was a rainbow in support of his daughter. Beneath the ring, in the style of her trademark rainbow braids, TAZ was tattooed on his ring finger.

Talia sat on the barstool next to Maya, and three guys stood around them protectively. "Don't drink too much. We have a game in the morning.", Keith grumbled at Liam and Pierce when they ordered their second round of drinks. "Just one more, coach!", Pierce said while grabbing one of the unclaimed chilled beers that Katya placed on the counter for them. Liam rolled the sleeves of his shirt high, and Talia stared at his tattoos. There was a cross and some geometric shapes, a sun, and... "Is that a cheetah?", Talia asked and Liam nodded smugly in confirmation.

It had seem like they were only illusions in his life. And the happiness sprout from the fact I was claimed by such a beautiful man, whose beauty would surpass those of most ladies. I took in the appearance of the room he had given me. It was painted pink with lots of female touch to it. On the wall was hung was hung several paintings and one of them was a drawing of my idol, Kim Taehyung. He had taken that picture when he had won the Melon Music Awards which featured the best OST songs. He belonged to a popular gang called the BTS members also known as the armies.

The buttons near her collar had come undone—revealing the faint outline of a black tattoo. Briella’s eyes narrowed. That tattoo… ***

(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

Alvara's Point of View I had been right to assume Teagan knew someone for the tattoo. She had made her dislike of the thought clear but still supported me enough to introduce me to one of Harland's friends. Jean had his ears stretched. Almost every piece of skin was covered in tattoos. Except for his face, besides for one random unicorn close to his hairline. He was a happy-go-lucky type of person. Artwork framed his walls along with him and another man together in photos. Everything was sterile. Clean to a point where even Ozias would approve.

Jun watched attentively as Namgyu grabbed the hem of the tight T-shirt and began to pull it over his head. The first thing exposed was his ribbed stomach and abs, and then his smooth, firm chest and protrudent pectorals. And finally, his strong biceps. Jin's breath hitched violently at the sight and his knees grew weaker as Namgyu finally let the T-shirt drop. Thing was, his breath did not only hitch because of the ceo's naked torso, it mostly hitched because he was shocked to see that Kim Namgyu , had tattoos and a nipple piercing! Jin's mouth dropped at this point. The CEO had two tattoos.

- he said, looking at his body in surprise and a little indignantly. Beneath that gorgeous abs were muscular, strong thighs, and in the back, firm and firm... erm... well... just like a nut! And above this very bottom part of the nut was ... Tattoo! All the way back!!! She went from the very bottom of the back to the cervical vertebrae, slightly touching the shoulders. The tattoo, which was most surprising, was black and red and depicted some symbols, the meaning of which he did not know. There was also an inscription in a language that no one but the initiates knows. Alrian.

The fight has already begun. Nate sharply evades a deadly blow from his opponent, a massive muscular guy who looks like a grim tattoo drawboard with so many black tattoos coating almost the entire skin of his back and running down his fighting arms. The overhead lights illuminating the fighting ring spread and shine on the guy's sweaty back, and I gulp in a tainted breath of air immediately my eyes catch a swift image of a particular single tattoo on his back bearing only one name. Killer. And his sculpted, thuggy body frame and face really makes him look like one.

“I need the ink.” “What colors?” He asked. “Each pile gets a black. The second one gets three.” Alec did as I asked. “The fourth is a water color tattoo so I need one pink, purple, blue, green and yellow. This one is red and orange.” “Four tattoos today?” Alex asked. “Yeah, they are all big tattoos and not much pain tolerance.” “Mine is itching like crazy.” “Turn around and lift your shirt up.” I said rolling my eyes. Grabbing the numbing lotion, I put it on his back. He even keeled for me but I caught him looking at me in the mirror.