Dabi Tattoos Novels & Stories

It’s as if it pointed to the direction of paradise. I want to pull my eyes away but it’s impossible. They drink him as if he were their only source of water. I stare at every nook and cranny of his body, noting the tribal tattoo on his chest. That is a new addition. It wasn’t there when we had sex years ago and seeing it makes me curious about its meaning. There was no denying that Gabe was a fine specimen, especially now. Don’t get me wrong, even back then he had a great body and was fit, but now it’s something else. Gone is the boyish body and in its place is the body of a man.

“That’s great! Do you remember anything else like a tattoo or a cut or any distinctive feature?” David thought for a while before drawing the picture of the beak of a bird within a shape that resembled a broken ‘T’, without the left half of the horizontal line and the vertical line seemed to be wacked in a bit. “This was on the left hand” David pointed to the back of his palm. “Umm” Dana nodded and looked in interest. David’s ego took a boost seeing Dana was interested. He started to draw more bits and pieces to the other portraits. All he wanted at this time was for Dana to sit admiring him.

Esmeray held her forearm up, examining the intricate tattoo that adorned her skin. The tattoo depicted a majestic wolf, its eyes fierce and determined, surrounded by swirling patterns that seemed to dance with a life of their own. The lines were bold and precise, giving the impression of strength and resilience. “This tattoo is so unique,” Esmeray remarked, tracing her fingers over the contours of the design. “I’ve always felt a connection to it, but I never knew why.”

In the center of her stomach was a tattoo - the symbol that was on the cover of the black book. It looked slightly faded as if she had it for years. With a trembling hand, Dannie reached down and touched the dark lines of the tattoo. She traced it with her fingertips, but nothing happened. There wasn’t even a tingle of magic. What did it mean? Remembering her sister and mother, and hopefully, not half her dad’s enforcers, were on their way, Dannie finished undressing and got into the shower. Kandrea’s shower was amazing and Dannie had spent more time in it than she intended because when Dannie left the bathroom everyone was already there. Everyone thankfully only included Cass, Mom, and Balr

"I am sorry, Dennis. I don't want to cause trouble for you and Shana. I only show you that Erik also has the same tattoo as me" Dennis was silent for a few seconds trying to calm down and gather his thoughts together. Eventually, he nodded his head and made his way to sit back down. He looked at Bethany expectantly for her to start talking. But instead of talking, Bethany takes his hand and kisses the back of his hand. " Do you want to see my other Tattoo? Same of in at my back, some at my thigh and near my sensitive area. Now, I'm thinking of doing it at Butt"

He has a full sleeve bear tattoo inked on his right shoulder that continues till his right hand and connects to it climbing a tree to chest inked on his right shoulder. I wander why he chose a bear. The rest of his chest is covered in a red dragon blowing fire, it has complicated black outlines. It's gorgeous. I take a stand and inch closer to Roman. My fingers trace the patterns and swirls of the dragon. It's a much different style as compared to the others and unique. I wonder why he got it? I meet his gaze. "It's a Waborri tattoo.The Japanese see dragons as benefactors and protectors of mankind. Dragon tattoos symbolise bravery, wisdom, and strength. Black dragons are associated with expe

“I will tell you everything while I help you bathe.” Once I am inside the bathtub, he picks up a sponge to help me wash my back. He places it on my right shoulder. Then he removes it. “I am pretty sure you didn’t have this tattoo before. When did you get it?” he asks. Instinctively, I turn my head to look at my back. While I can’t see it, I know what Caleb is talking about—the contour of a water lily on the middle of my back, a moon rising above it, and two stars on either side of it.

The click of the seatbelt seems to seal me into his control. He slams the door shut with a deafening clap, his powerful frame filling the car as he starts the engine. My eyes are drawn to the intricate symbol tattoos adorning his bulging muscles, and I cannot help but feel both intimidated and mesmerised by them as they start to writhe and twist, moving across his skin as if alive. “Why do your tattoos move?” I whisper, my face unconsciously inching closer to his. His dark eyes meet mine, sending a shiver down my spine. “They’re ruins,” he answers gravely. “Tobin cast them to ward off dark magic.” I can’t tear my gaze away from the pulsating marks on his skin. “But why do they move?” I wonde

I left his lips and moved my lips to his throat while my hands felt his sculpted abs,like he was carved out of the finest marble. I grazed my finger on his tattoo he had just below his right nipple. "It's a symbol from Roman mythology which signifies bravery and readiness for sacrifice for a good cause."He explained me about the beautiful tattoo.There were many on his back and biceps,most of them inked to hide his scars from old fights.I dropped a wet kiss on it and then trailed downwarda whereas my hand moved to his awakening member.

He folded his toned forearms under his chin, giving Emmeline an enticing view of the massive dragon tattoo that spanned the broad expanse of his muscular back. The intricate black ink seemed to shimmer and move as if it were alive. The dragon's eyes glinted with a preternatural intelligence as they stared back at her. A slight tremor went through Emmeline's body at the mesmerizing sight before her. This was the first time she was truly getting an unobstructed view of the breathtaking tattoo in its entirety. She found herself utterly transfixed, unable to tear her eyes away from the lifelike image. Zavian's firm, sculpted ass was also on full display in this tantalizing position. The dark ink