Cyber Sigil Tattoos Novels & Stories

he replied, She seemed quiet, with her dark hair and straight face, she wasn't one you could flirt with and escape with your body complete. Daren noticed a tattoo on her arm, "Nice tattoo" he said, "And yours" she replied, Hers seemed familiar, two swords pointing left and right, a serpent in the middle, daren stared at it till it clicked, "Sigil of house horak" he thought, "Strange, I know that tattoo" daren said staring at her, her face changed and at once it went back to her curious look, she definitely knew,

When they were done, they moved to the next house without any words spoken. The sigil as it was seen was one that could be remembered. One was The Sigil of Magikal energy and the other that was scribbled by the latter individual on the other house was a Pentagram with letters on three sides of it. A 'V' on the head of the pentagram, an 'A' on one of the legs of the pentagram and a 'C' on the other leg of the drawn item. Source : Born By Power Book Number : Book 4

Finding his gaze unnerving, she instantly flickered her gaze down. Her cheeks flushed when she realized he wasn’t wearing any shirt. His rugged body resembled a canvas. A number of tattoos spread across his tanned chest. There was a tattoo of a serpent designed on his upper left chest and the other side had roman numbers written on it. Her eyes traveled down his bulging biceps and paused at a tattoo that caused her a tinge of discomfort. Her eyes widened slightly when she noticed the evil symbol, a sigil of Baphomet branded on his bicep. Being a devotee of god, the discovery scandalised her. Why would anyone get that? Not a moment later, she realized it wasn’t the only one, he also had an un

I instantly object, crossing my arms sternly across my chest, “-it’s not happening. So, accept it and tell me what you’ve found out about the burn marks.” “Alrighty,” Elijah seems reluctant to continue, “-as long as you’re sure. According to the grimoires I’ve read, it’s a sigil. The style they wrote it in is some type of forgotten language that witch’s once used. Most of the books I read said it dates back to the creation days, if you can believe it. But none of the grimoires had anything on the sigil we are dealing with. So, I had to double down, and that’s when I stumbled on a set of old scrolls stored away in the Trinity Vault,” he sighs, “-they gave me a rough idea of what it’s used for

Blood welled where its claws raked her, but she yanked free, eyes blazing. Ava’s heart hammered. Her father’s warnings flickered through her head like flashes of lightning. Trust the hunter, not the wolf. Sever or seal. She saw him bent over his desk, scribbling the same crescents now glowing beneath her hand. She slammed the dagger into the centre of the sigil. Light exploded outward, racing along the grooves like water through a canal. A shockwave rolled through the ruins. The thralls froze mid-attack, heads jerking as if yanked on invisible strings. The mist recoiled from the circle, hissing like steam.

My hand shook slightly; was it nerves or just the intensity of focus? Just as I finished copying down the last intricate detail, I spotted another comment in the forum thread that made my blood run cold. “Hey, make sure you don’t confuse this sigil with that one,” the user had written, posting a picture of another sigil that looked almost identical to the one used for trapping witches. “If you use this by mistake, you’ll actually enhance a witch’s power instead of taking it away. Be careful, the differences are subtle.” My heart pounded. A sigil that looked like the trapping sigil but made the witch even more powerful?

"A tattoo? What does it look like, Sage? Is it a mark of loyalty or something else entirely?" Sage took a deep breath, describing the tattoo in detail. "The tattoo is a circular symbol, intricately designed with mysterious patterns. It's unlike any markings I've seen within any pack. The lines are precise, and the symbol radiates an aura of secrecy." My mind raced with possibilities, trying to understand the implications of this discovery. "Could it be a symbol of an external influence? Is there a chance that an outside group or organization has infiltrated their pack?" Leaning forward, I locked my gaze with Sage, my voice filled with determination. "Sage, we must exercise patience and obser

Concordia, Nine Hundred and Forty Years Before “How have you found being regent?” Thaelen asked Sigrid, wincing as the priest with his sharp tools and ink worked the pattern into Thaelen’s skin. It was a fascinating process of piercing the skin and pushing ink into the wound over and over again in order to leave the vampire wearing the symbols of his people.

Liam’s POV Emily slept between us. During the night, she would turn to one of us and hug. I woke up, for some reason feeling warm, opened my eyes to see the ancient hieroglyph tattooed on her back inside that circle, glowing softly. It was the sigil of the First Wolves, passed down through generations of our kind, said to awaken when the bearer’s power was about to emerge. Until now, I’d only ever seen it as faded ink. Now, it pulsed with light, like a heartbeat.

I looked back into the book where it was talking about the blood. It says to get a piece of paper and with your blood draw the sigil on it. The sigil was odd with something that reminded me of something that a guy from a bike gang would get. I noticed that there were some letters around the circle for some reason that I just didn’t put much thought to it. I then put it in the middle of the tringle and chanted the words as best as I can. Just as I just wanted to give up, that’s when the candles started to flicker, and the room became hard for me to see until I was no longer alone.