Captain Levi Tattoo Novels & Stories

Somehow, I see him having a problem with authority. He slips off his leather jacket, sets it down beside him, and sticks his left arm back. The tattoo I noticed when first meeting him is now clearly visible this close up. It's a golden eagle with wide-spread wings standing on top of an anchor, with the words Semper Fidelis above it, and US Marines beneath it in the same flowing script. "You were seriously a Marine?" Tobe asks, staring at his tattoo in awe. "That's so...hot." We all stare at her in surprise. Tobe rarely offers her own opinion, and she certainly doesn't call a man hot. She usually just sits in quiet thought, waiting for the shots to be made without her. She's a follower, but t

And for her it has been a lot longer that she has had my powers versus how long I have been without them. Feeling helpless in this situation, I start to rub up and down her back in comforting strokes, unsure of what else I can do to make things better. Levi’s Demon Brand is still tattooed on my chest like it was before, only a duller version of it at this time. Because of this I am not sure that we can redo the bonding ceremony, or if it would even work if we did.

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.

For the first time, he didn’t seem like the untouchable captain everyone feared. I don’t know what made me walk over. “You okay?” I asked quietly. He lifted his head slowly. Those icy blue eyes met mine, and for a second he looked surprised I was still there. I shifted on my feet. “Earlier… when that guy got hurt. You got to him really fast. Thanks for helping him. Most captains would’ve waited for the coach.” Cole stared at me for a long moment, like my words didn’t make sense to him. “You noticed that?”

I bit my lip gently too, remembering how I could actually gain a lot from partnering with Xing's team but how could I spare his life when dad has the final say? “No, he can't be dead!!!!” Levi suddenly screamed like he had zoned out for seconds and had just returned. Jessica came in almost immediately and the first thing I saw her notice was the tattoo at the side of my neck.. She made our gazes snag afterwards and somehow, I felt like she got suspicious about my identity and I wasn't even bothered. But of course, Levi was too overwhelmed to even detect anything. “Xing is what….?!” she slowly exclaimed with a loud gasp.

Ryder's sadness must have been too obvious because the man immediately spoke. "It's not your fault, Ryder. I'm not blaming anyone. Besides, I still have this, right, brother?" The man smiled and showed his left hand where a tattoo of an open book was burned---a personal sigil. Ayden then turned to his brother. "Man, they got you really good. Behold, the great Leison Chadron wrapped up in silver linings. " Leison just scoffed and muttered something about younger brothers being insolent and inconsiderate. Ayden just laughed and turned to them.

I can’t allow her to face the same heartbreak as Rieka, especially if that heartbreak leads to her sacriificing her life for those she loves. The brand on my chest starts to burn as these worries swirl within my brain. Jamari gasps, pulling from Levi’s arms as she touches her hand to her chest, over her heart. A frown appears on Levi’s face as he two places a hand over his chest. The burning sensation intensifies, my chest feeling as if a hot poker is being placed upon my flesh. Moving my hand to the side, my eyes lock on the Demon Brand that was tattooed onto my skin. As I watch, the image begins to change, a new figure appearing on the brand.

It was protection. That made it worse. Does she think I’d hurt him? His jaw tightened, and he ran a hand through his hair. He didn’t blame her. He’d killed for less. But this… this wasn’t about revenge. Or control. Or legacy. This was about her. He turned slightly, watching her chest rise and fall. He could see the edge of the tattoo he’d marked her with—the Levi family crest inked over her ribs like a brand of belonging. Not ownership, no. He hadn’t forced her. But it still felt like a promise carved in skin.

The captain never looked back, but I knew he’d seen everything. The shame was volcanic. I pressed my fists to my face, trying to hide, wishing I could dissolve into the deck. Levi leaned in, his mouth just behind my ear. “Don’t worry. He’s seen worse,” he whispered, and the timbre of his voice sent a fresh pulse of heat to the center of me. * * *

One in particular caught my eye. Dante Kade. Captain. Number 17. Ice-blue eyes. A name that came with a hundred headlines and at least five fangirl forums I pretended not to browse. He looked lethal. The kind of lethal that made smart girls run and stupid girls fall. I wasn’t here to do either. I tore my eyes away from the poster and squared my shoulders. The heel of my boot clicked against the tile with more attitude than I felt. I could fake it. I’d faked worse.