Creative Meaningful Hood Tattoos Novels & Stories

He pushed past me with enough force that I had to take a step back, and I found myself grinning despite everything. The Brotherhood house was different this time around when I came in. Seeing Eamon seething in rage made everything look a lot more beautiful. It was like Moonshine on a clear mind. The main hall was decorated with old portraits and mounted animal heads, like some kind of hunting lodge. But it was the people that caught my attention. Six older students lounging around the space, all wearing identical tattoos on different parts of their body. Tree designs, dark ink twisted into complex patterns. One of them called out to me as we entered. "Hey, O'Donoghue. Where do you want to ge

“That hoodie is from the Lyperian Royal Academy. Lyperians take pride in that. They wouldn’t give it to just anyone, especially not to some…werewolf girl.” I stopped in my steps, feeling the color drain from my face. The realization finally hit me, and it hit hard. That smug smile on Nate’s face when I told him I wasn’t planning on giving back that hoodie was for a reason. Trinity kept talking, but I blocked out her voice, heading to my closet. I opened my drawer and pulled out the neatly folded hoodie to inspect the three letters on it. ‘LRA’ As if the symbol of the shield and sword weren’t obvious enough already.

I told her. She looked at me, and then nodded as she started looking through the designs. All the designs had a resemblance of underworld and mafia, and with that, she has to choose one. She continued to look at those designs, while the other artist showed a few designs to me. I picked up the design of a sword, wrapped around a dragon and thorns. I wanted that tattoo to cover my entire back, and they agreed. While my shona chose a beautiful design, it didn't meant anything related to mafia, but it was the picture of a bird escaping from a cage.

With practiced hands, they began to work, the rhythmic hum of the tattoo gun filling the room as they brought my vision to life. “Aurora.” Was all I said to the artist who gave a curt nod and got to work. As the needle traced the outline of the design, I felt a surge of emotion welling up within me, a potent mix of longing and desire coursing through my veins. For Aurora, my mate, who had captured my heart in ways I had never imagined possible. With each stroke of the needle, her name took shape on my chest, a permanent testament to the depth of my feelings for her. And behind it, a fearsome monster emerged, a symbol of the fierce and unyielding love that burned within me.

I gulped my anxiety clutching on the stick of my floss as the familiar voice hit my ear drums! They wore their bully gang's hoodie they had designed for their Wild Wolves Gang. Dark blue galaxy kind of hoodie with a wolves deadly picture imprinted on it in the centre and the name of their gang written in the extreme centre with a bold lining in blood red aggressive font. I took few steps back trying to make a way out of this mess. They only wore this hoodie when they decided onto doing something real worst! And now the worst was for me! Shit Valen, you should not have messed with them!

The tattoos on both arms made Chloe smile. Yes the one on the outer right arm is an image of a black wolf with pointed teeth. While the other is in the inner left arm, close to the pulse. A square tattoo with ancient writing, I don't know what it means. Chloe doesn't know. Plus two piercings in both ears. One was like a cross earring and also a few on his left and right ear. "Are you satisfied looking at me Honey?" asked Mashii and. It made Chloe stumble.

For the most part, the packs got along but there was still always a sense of authority that was tested. “Don’t worry, I’ll make sure you look good. Can’t be representing our pack badly.” Jacob was getting our Crest tattooed on his chest. It was the head of a wolf with its teeth showing and blue blood dripping from the fangs. Kind of spot on for whoever designed it but whatever.