Cute Medusa Tattoo Novels & Stories

"We need them gone." She nods in understanding. "Gails and Devon are coming with Travis and this," She pauses and flashes me a devilish smile, "is Radiance." Damn, she noticed the way I looked at her. Radiance is beautiful. Absolutely beautiful. Her hair is long and flowing; a fierce color of orange/red. Her tail matches her hair perfectly. A bright orange tail with the tips of her fins are a beautiful ruby red. She has big, round, emerald green eyes surrounded by thick eye lashes. She shyly smiles a small smile to me and then darts her eyes down. Clearly humbled to be in my presence. "Thank you for assisting us today Radiance. I apologize for it being so early in the morning." I respectfull

The dim lights caught the rich expanse of her olive skin as she crossed the room to grab the open bottle of wine. Her rounded ass bounced subtly with every step, one slender leg crossing effortlessly in front of the other. The intricate Medusa tattoo on her right thigh seemed to come alive, its smoky tendrils hissing up her skin toward the curve of her hip. I had stared at that tattoo when I first found her profile, wondering what her story was. It was a masterpiece, but to those who understood the symbolism, we knew it was more. “I set you up, Damon,” I confessed, sitting up. My shirt was completely open, my skirt rolled up obscenely above my thighs. “I’m not mad. In fact, I’m having fun. Y

Gwendolyn stood motionless, staring unbelievably at the redhead. The woman had a strange aura, the kind that filled a room, that required everyone to look at her no matter what. She wore a long grey dress with a high slit at the side, and when she crossed her legs and leaned back on the couch, the slit parted, revealing one creamy thigh. "Why do you look so shocked to see me, Kieran?" She purred. "Why are you back, Medea?" "I told you I would be back." Medea retorted. "I had to leave, and you know why. But I'm back and ready to be your Luna."

It amused her while raising the question if her love bites would disappear too or not. "I wonder how else will I claim you and leave my mark?" Medusa became curious as Kayden wondered with gulp to be sure that the crazy succubus would not try some other sexy evil. "Maybe….maybe try love bites?" He suggested her precisely only to prevent Medusa' mind from wandering to something else crazy. He did not want to face anything more crazier than it already was. The woman thought for a moment and shrugged off the particular matter. Medusa straightened herself in front of him and slowly unbuttoned her shirt.

I was sure that before long, my mental cartography of her many vividly colored tattoos would be more or less mapped out. So far, I knew that her two full-sleeve ones were nautical-themed. Her right arm was enveloped by two gorgeously depicted sea creatures. While her left one showed a stormy seafaring scene with a grand sailing ship as its centerpiece. The several smaller pieces that covered her legs were far less uniform. Her thighs, shins, calves and even knees showcased: red roses on thorny vines, a flower-crowned skull, a couple of origami birds, fluffy clouds, a blackhole swallowing up planets, starry galaxies, an incredibly intricate rocket ship. Honestly, I wasn't even confident that

I am Azura. The only goddess of two elements. Fire and water. Ooops...... Right introduction, wrong timing. **************** "This is not gonna be a great day". This was all I could say to myself. Somehow deep down, I could just feel that something huge was gonna happen today. It was the same gut feeling I woke up with the day I lost my parents to a ghastly car accident. I was a hundred and one percent sure, that crazy things are gonna happen today.

Samantha asked full of anxiety and fear. "Calm down our princess! You feel that because your blood has two sources. But you will also get used to using it if you were going to study the unique ability you have," Wamus explained to her. "When you are in the ocean you will immediately have claws and tails but if you are on land you will immediately have you feet. But you have to practice how to control it for the sake of your own safety!” Wamus added while intensifying the power of the giant bubbles as their protection from Queen Vitoria.

Its luminous glow seemed to pierce the darkness, a beacon of power that marked her as a force to be reckoned with in the untamed expanse of the forest. But even as Emma's physical form underwent its metamorphosis, a more subtle transformation was occurring beneath the surface. Across her back, a mighty tattoo materialized—its intricate design reminiscent of a pizza with two slices missing. From her shoulders to her waist, the tattoo sprawled like a map of the cosmos, each line and curve imbued with the arcane wisdom and symbols. Prescott, a silent witness to her transformation, stood in awe as he beheld the majesty of her new form. With eyes aglow with reverence, he watched as she broke the

Goddess, what the fuck did we just do? Thor grumbles in my mind, he’s not so ready to forgive Medus for hurting Zanthe. My gaze drops to the blood on Medus’s fur, and guilt punches straight through the rage. But then the rest of it lands, and for a second, I forget how to breathe. Medus just marked Zanthe. Whether Max wanted him to or not. Oh fuck!

With each desperate and failed attempt to steal my power, she inched closer to me, getting as close as my flames would allow her, before finally stopping. "You taste different than I expected," Medusa states, her tongue licking my flames, a burning hole appearing and then disappearing just as quickly as it had appeared when she pulled away from the flame. "And how would you expect a God of the Underworld to taste?" I ask, trying to hide my shock at her healing ability while gaining the knowledge that my flames won't work against her and calling upon the shield of my mother's people, a shield of purity. "You taste like..." She takes a deep breath inhaling my scent before licking my flame agai