Cthulhu Tattoos Novels & Stories

All the three elements, the wolf outline, the human skeleton that glinted golden and the words Red River inked in red glowed but the only element that stood out by glowing the most were the words: RED RIVER! It wasn't an ordinary tattoo that anyone could get it done from some tattoo artist. Even if one goes to the tattoo artist with the request of carving that tattoo, he would be turned down in a second, not just that but he would also be reported because this tattoo is the seal, a seal that's meant only for one Supernatural Race. They own it in the real sense because they are born with that tattoo. There is no tattoo artist hired for engraving that in the backhands of the species. It's natu

Skyler asked. “ Anything ” he answered “ But first, come seat on the bed ” he pulled her and they both sat on the bed facing each other. “ Say what is it you want to say ” he said as he saw her staring at his chest. “ I never knew you had a tattoo ” Skyler started. “ I do ” Lucifer answered. “ Can I see it ” “ Sure ” he said and then pulled off his shirt from his body leaving himself bare for her to see. Skyler watched as Lucifer took of his shirt and she could now see the snake tattoo on his body clearly. The snake looks scary with the red eyes as if it was staring back at her with it tongue out.

Even though his dick is still tall and angry, he removed his dick from inside of her and stood up to pick up a basin with warm water and start to clean Cathy’s body. While cleaning Cathy’s body with a clean towel, Caisen saw a sun and moon tattoo on Cathy’s left groin. He caressed it and remembered Cathy’s words at the capital. The people in the Northern Pack have a sun and moon tattoo. So, this is what she was talking about. Since their first sex had no lights, he could only see it.

Samantha: “ Women should never get a tattoo here! They are frowned upon! Kataleya: “ Different from my homeland! There everyone gets tattoos, pierces their ears, noses, lips and other things! Samantha: “ I still remember when my mother-in-law Clarina saw Igor's tattoo on her back, she almost had a fit! Haha ha Kataleya: “ The Triquetra tattoo! Samantha nodded. Kataleya smiled: “ It symbolizes the past, present and future, linked to time and infinity... Katherina: “ The day I get a tattoo, my husband will kill me! Kataleya laughed: “ Igor's brother? Charles? Katherina nodded. Samantha: “ Your future husband is very different from our husbands! Francie: “ Uncle Igor is free! He never did anyth

His keen eyes scrutinized the body, tracing the intricate patterns of tattoos etched into the attacker's skin. "This is no ordinary assailant," Elder Broja began, his voice low and gravely. "These tattoos, they speak of allegiance to a specific pack. Each mark represents a vow, a bond, a commitment to their cause." I exchanged a troubled glance with Lyra, sensing the gravity of the situation deepen with each passing moment. "What do these tattoos signify?" I inquired, my voice tinged with apprehension. Elder Broja's gaze bore into mine, his expression grim. "These symbols are ancient, passed down through generations. They denote allegiance to the Eclipse Pack, a ruthless faction known for th

And then I noticed a snake tattoo, elegantly etched onto his body. He got tattoos? Lucian isn’t a fan of tattoos. The black snake tattoo on his shoulder was truly a work of art. The texture of the snake's skin seemed to leap off his shoulder, giving it a lifelike appearance. The snake's eyes were particularly captivating, as they were jet black and seemed to stare right into your soul. Its gaze was intense and piercing, adding to the overall power and presence of the tattoo. Moving down his arm, another striking tattoo caught my eye. A beautiful rose adorned his skin, with delicate petals and intricate shading. The colours used were a mix of vibrant reds and soft pinks, giving the rose a lif

Or at least, I try. But my gaze never makes it to his face. Instead, it lands on them. His tattoos. Dark ink sprawls across his chest in a masterpiece of meaning I can’t quite decipher. Hawks take flight from his ribs, their wings stretching wide, as if fleeing something unseen. Beneath them, shadows curl into thorned branches, creeping toward his arms, where they twist into something darker—skulls hidden within the tangle, their hollow eyes watching. And beneath it all, symbols—sharp, cryptic, carved into his skin like remnants of a past that refuses to be forgotten.

Blood sprayed. Rupert tried to crawl away, but Chris grabbed him by the shirt and slammed him against the wall. "You call yourself a man when you beat on women like this?" Then he saw something strange on the back of Rupert's neck. Black ink. He ripped the shirt some more so he could get a better look. It was a tattoo of a scorpion with its tail curled and fangs bared. Chris's blood ran cold. The Scorpion Gang. Max growled louder now, a deeper rage igniting.

Behind the desk sat a massive man with a salt-and-pepper mustache and sunglasses. “Chance?” Matteo asked. “Alpha Matteo!” the man said, grinning. “Take a seat.” “We’ll stand,” Nickie said, his eyes locking on the man’s hand. On the back of the man’s hand was the tattoo. The serpent and the moon. “What’s the ink mean?” Nickie asked, his voice lethal. “It’s about renewal,” Chance said calmly. “The snake sheds its skin. The moon turns. Life through death. It’s the mark of the Velvet Syndicate.”

H). We have this tattoo somewhere on our body. Ransom’s tattoo hides in the body of another tattoo. The image depicts Anubis sitting on his throne with Callisto, a Greek Goddess, standing next to him. Callisto wears a silver bear headdress and holds the moon in front of her stomach. At the feet of the gods, a black wolf with green eyes faces a menacing black hellhound with gray eyes and Anubis-like ears. It’s easily one of my favorites on his body. Arson’s knees rest above my head as he rubs the tip of his dick against my lips, seeking entrance. I open and feel the cool metal against my tongue and the roof of my mouth as I envelop it in warm, wet heat. He moans my name in reverence.