Chinese Dragon Forearm Tattoo Novels & Stories

He’s wearing a large black coat and when he raises his left hand to run it through his hair an eye-catching tattoo appears, it’s a dragon tattoo coiled around his wrist. It's head resting on the inside of his palm while its tail is wrapped around his wrist, and the entire snaky body is covered in flames of red. Tilting my head in wonder, I can’t help but stare at the tattoo until it disappears when he puts his hand back down. The colours of the tattoo are so vivid and bright that it almost looks like it was painted on his skin. Not seeing anything else that could tell me why I’m uneasy next to him, I turn away and settle further into my seat to concentrate on the music from my earbuds.

I thank her, and we chat as she hands me something and shows me where I can change. It’s a black teddy with stain ties on the thong. It’s nice and leaves nothing to the imagination. I turn and look at my back in the mirror. My Chinese dragon tattoo covers my back. It’s open paw under my shoulder blade holds an orb. In that orb is the Mother’s Revenge emblem, but it is tattooed with invisible ink. Only a certain light will make it visible.

"So, I can see Ace marked you," "How does everyone know that?" I asked quizzically. She raised my right hand which she was holding, held it up and showed me my forearm. I gasped. A Chinese blue flamed-body dragon wrapped itself around the sword tattoo on my forearm. I checked my other hand, the same thing. "How… Marking me with a sword?" "Yeah. Having the sword in your forearms only showed you were the mate of a royal Dragonoid but now the dragon has established itself on your mate symbol, it means you have both completed the mating ritual,"

– He declared, letting go of my wrist, passing his thumb over his mouth, my eyes fixed on that man with a broad, defined chest, with a pecs designed as if he had been sculpted. On his neck he had a tattoo of a dragon that released a blue-green flame from its mouth.

My fingertips tingle where they rest against the cool mattress, the magic beneath my skin restless, like an animal pacing its cage. The dragon tattoo between my shoulder blades pulses with a life of its own, warmth spreading outward from the design in rippling waves. I reach back, tracing the outline I know by heart—the sinuous curve of tail, the spread of wings, the proud arch of neck. It feels different under my fingers, raised like a fresh brand rather than the decade-old ink it is.

The revelation about the masked man having a dragon tattoo had struck a chord within him, sending his thoughts spiraling. A surge of memories flooded his mind, memories he had tried to bury deep within his consciousness. The image of a fierce dragon tattoo, its intricate design etched upon a powerful Lycan King's arm, resurfaced in his thoughts. Xander knew all too well the significance of such a mark. It was a symbol of authority, a mark reserved for those who held immense power within the Lycan community.

***** As Astrid and Phoenix found themselves enveloped in the warmth of the shower, the steamy tendrils of water swirled around them. Astrid's eyes traced a path down Phoenix's back, following the mesmerizing lines of a majestic black dragon tattoo that adorned his skin. The dragon's head was a focal point of the tattoo, its features fierce and noble. Eyes that seemed to follow Astrid's gaze held an otherworldly intelligence, while its sharp fangs hinted at the creature's primal nature. Its neck arched gracefully, giving it a regal posture that commanded attention. From the powerful shoulders down to the tapered tail, every contour of its form spoke of strength and resilience. The artist had

“I want wings, but not little ones…I want the top of them to be bones and the rest to be feathers..I want them to wrap around my legs and hips to my stomach…I also want them across the backs of my arms and in between them I want two white wolves facing each other…one with a blue dragon on its left shoulder and the other with a purple dragon on its chest…and each one is to have a gold crown above with sapphire gems in the crown above the wolf with purple dragon and dark purple gems in the crown above the wolf with the blue dragon on its shoulder.“ Elleanna said as she stretched out her arms so Red could do the work. “Oh that’s a sweet tattoo….” Red said with a smile before she started working

I know we’ve had sex several times already, yet I still feel a deep ravenous need for him. Rising from the stool, I wrap my arms around his waist and place kisses on his back. His stomach clenches under my hands as I run them down his textured abs. “Tell me about your tattoos,” I whisper in his ear. He looks at me from the corner of his eyes, then pulls me in front of him, places my hand over his left pec, and moves it down his tight stomach. The tattoo is a large, red, and black dragon. The dragon’s head starts at his shoulder, and the tail ends at his bellybutton. The wings stretch over his right pec, and his claws extend over his ribcage.

He tightened his grip as he asked, "So what?!" I don't know what to say, so I gave up and kept laid there...Relishing the solace in his arm. The heavy layers of muscle in his arm flaunted out as he put a bit of pressure while holding me. His muscly arm was covered in tribal tattoo...Then my eyes fall on his firm chest...covered in dragon tattoo... To retain myself occupied I draw on his broad chest with my index finger along with the edge of the dragon tattoo... My hand stopped as I reached near the uneven portion of his chest...it seemed like a wound...but healed long ago...