Disney Descendants Tattoo Novels & Stories

"What do you mean, Aunty?" "It seems you're rebelling against us. You go out and get tattoos. I mean they're small and not that visible, but still —, " she shook her head and exhaled. "Aunty I'm sorry you guys feel that way, but each of my tattoos means something to me. The one on my wrist is Dad's name, the one below my left rib is Mom's name, and the butterfly behind my ears represents my transformation. I was once a broken child, and now I'm gaining confidence as the days go by," I told her.

After the near rape incident the first few months I was there, we had the tattoos done on our left arm to signify we were all one, part of the same group. A sigil of each pack combined into one tattoo. A wolf’s head with long fangs for Venom Fang, the crescent moon above its head for Crescent Moon Lucius’s pack, The forest behind it for the Black Forest pack that Johnny comes from, a red river at the bottom for Dex’s pack the Blood River Pack and the night sky, for the Dark Night Pack where Brent is from. They all have the same one. Heading out into the living room, I see them all sitting around chatting and laughing when they all look at me.

“I’m going to put something on now!” “Nice tattoo, Aldo!” Adia teases. Yeah I have a tattoo on my ribcage, no one really sees it unless they see me shirtless. Nova hasn’t said anything, but I doubt my tattoo is the first thing on their mind. It’s a flaming phoenix . Knowing I was the only survivor of the crash that killed my parents and maternal grandparents makes me feel a bit like a phoenix. I’ll need a purple butterfly over my heart, for Nova.

Only a handful of conglomerate families, or royal descendants, have such markings on all their workers. As they cuffed my hands, I noticed the curves of the golden tattoos on the big men's necks and wrists. The curves of the letters were not those of an ordinary alphabet. Although thin, I was able to read the initials of the owner who had ordered his workers to install the tattoos. 'My oath, to the blood of Davis.' Davis. This guard that my mom had wasn't from my family but from the Davis family! But ... My marriage to Luke Davis hasn't even started yet. What does it mean that my mom already let workers from another family into the mansion?

“That’s very interesting, but not really sure what that means. I’ll need to talk to someone later about it, but for now let’s not worry about it. Come on, let’s get going to this place you wanted to go to.” Walking there gave me some time to figure out where I wanted the tattoo, and I think the best spot would be my left shoulder. As we walk to the place, we had time to get to know about each other, and I was surprised to hear so much of his past like his father Shamdon, his mother Agrat bat Mahlat, his six or five brothers and Lucifer who is really like his cousin. Sadly, I can only tell him that my mother died, and I have no siblings. My father is the only person I have until I met some pe

Justice is blessed with a rack I've tried not to notice for far too long. "I never noticed this before." A tattoo on her side, right below where the band of her bra sits. "Yeah." She grins. "Harley and I got them when we turned eighteen, but we didn't want Mom and Dad to see." "What does it say?" I cock my head to the side to read the script. "To infinity… and Harley has ...and beyond in the same spot on her. We loved Toy Story as kids." She shrugs. "I like it." "We wanted something important to us."

She said. Right now she was smiling at the memory… but I knew she wouldn’t be for long. “Later that night when I got ready for bed I went to take off my necklace. The one my dad had given me.. with the stag etched on it. Just like this one….” She held up her arm. She’d had a stag tattooed there for years. It was part of her love of all things nature. And she fancied the creatures.. thought they were magical. She’s gotten the tattoo ages ago. Instead of the gang tattoo the rest of us got when we were eighteen. Now she had both.

He exclaims which makes me then look down at my forearm to read my own tattoo which spelt 'family'. The tattoo was something that all of our members had to prove that they were in our gang and that we were a family. Jake had it on his bicep, Jason had it on his shoulder blade, Zack had it on his rib and Nick had it on his collar bone. Dominic got it recently on the back of her ear. Somewhere hard to find but still in her style. It suited her, and it wouldn't risk her identity being found out.

" He hesitated, “Mr Damon, are you really serious about this? Why marry her? She’s not worth it. You have options far better than her.” Damon sank into his chair, a thoughtful frown creasing his brow. “The tattoo on her arm belongs to a very powerful rival. My guess is she’s the daughter of the Don.” Tiger’s eyes widened in surprise, the weight of the revelation settling in. “That’s a big jackpot, boss. What do you want me to do?” Damon leaned back, rubbing his temples. “Run a background check on her. DNA test, anything that confirms she’s the daughter of Kane Blackwood.”

He's uneasy about it but later opened his mouth, "I'm thinking if you want to be one of us though you are already one because you are my daughter but I want to know if you are willing to be tattooed by our symbol. Let me know whenever you are ready to take a pledge and accept the world I was born with. Where me and your mother met and where you was made. " "Dad, you don't need to ask me that. I'm pretty sure about joining you. Whatever happens, even the father of my kids will be my enemies, we both know that I am still a Monteverde. Not only from surename but the blood of out ancestors are flowing in my veins. " I said looking directly at Dad's eyes. Someone gave me a tip about showing your