Disney Descendants Tattoo Novels & Stories

She couldn't deny it--Mark was now asserting his dominance over her, and she was loving it. Mark sensed his plan was headed toward a successful end. He continued to smoke the cigar as he rolled up his right shirt sleeve, revealing the tattoo he had inked on his arm two days earlier. It was the word "DADDY" with a smoldering cigar underneath it. Mark thought he'd lost his mind when he had this permanent display put on his body. Now that he believed he was going to get what he wanted so desperately, he felt like a genius.

Just a single identifier was required, yet it alone said a lot: a slender, dark band extended around Potty's neck, unpredictably luxurious. However effectively mistakable for a trendy choker, very close there was no question it was indeed an amazing tattoo, inked right around her throat. The Pleasure Mansion logo, in roman and katakana characters, framed the focal point of the trimming, for all time decorated into her skin and that of each and every other entertainer - a characteristic of pride and disgrace, accommodation and predominance. "You were brought into the world in 2009, yes?" the French lady handily tapped her fingers across the tablet in her grasp, remaining among Lannie and the

My eyes trailed down her body, admiring the intricate tattoos that adorned her skin, each one telling a story of her strength and resilience. As I continued to trace the lines of her tattoos, my gaze fell upon a single name inked right below her left breast: Reynard. Reynard. It means male fox. She used to call me that when I called her my little fox. The sight of the tattoo stirred something deep within me. She had permanently marked herself with my name, a symbol of our connection that transcended time and distance. My heart ached with emotion, a mix of love and disbelief. She had tattooed it. She had carried me with her, even when we were apart. I reached out gently, my fingers tracing th

My dad’s face became clenched tight as his eyes stared straight at what Beau was showing them. It was the children of Gaia symbol, and for the life of me, I didn’t understand how Beau now also had it scarred into the palm of his hand. Our members all got the children of Gaia symbol tattooed against their shoulders once they were eighteen, Beau had his symbol tattooed on his right shoulder as was our custom.

“This was handed down in my family, to be given to each magical descendant of the Moon Goddess. It’s said to be crafted by the Goddess herself. A bracelet.” As mom put the bracelet on me, it glowed, running marks up my forearm and hand. The bracelet itself, disappeared, leaving a tattoo on my skin. A white wolf, a Blood Moon, and some tribal markings going from my knuckles to the middle of my forearm. “I didn’t know. I’m so sorry Remi!” Mom panicked.

There, stark against his skin, was a tattoo. A complex, intricate design of two family crests intertwined—the Moretti lion and the Castellano eagle, forever wrapped around each other. He got it on our wedding day. He said it represented the eternal alliance of our families, and our eternal vows to each other. “Aurora,” he whispered, his voice hoarse. “Do you remember this tattoo?” The cold night wind blew past, whipping a strand of hair across my face. I looked at the tattoo in silence. After a long moment, I reached out.

I was so speechless, I just jumped on him and he winced, the tattoo was still hurting a bit. My fingers traced another ink one on his shoulder, he got this one after his dad died, in memory of him. "Do you always do this when I'm asleep" Bryne's husky voice jolts me back and I quickly remove my hand from his chest. He frowns and sits up, resting his back on the headboard. He yawns and stretches. I gulp, watching his thick muscle extends and flexes. "Come here" I nod and crawl to his arms obediently. He draws circles on my back and hums an inaudible tune.

“You are someone important. This is no ordinary tattoo” Yea, it is no ordinary tattoo. It is a princess mark that I have had since I was a new born. It is a mark my mother gave me “You are a princess,” she finally figures while still looking at the tattoo. I did not reply. “You are a princess, but of which pack?” I still did not reply and that seems to trigger her

Inside it was a purple bracelet with a purple lion head pendant, Olivia wasn’t even surprised when she saw the lion’s red eyes, she had seen the image several times. It was the tattoo on her dad’s wrist which is the same as the one the bad men has and she had also seen it on Derek’s chest. And Scarlet also has the same bracelet, the only difference in Olivia’s was the purple head which replaced the black she had always seen. “Oh my God, you got the bracelet!” Scarlet shouted in excitement. “Am I supposed to be that excited?” “You don’t like it?” Scarlet asked grinning. “I do. It’s beautiful.” She said still admiring the bracelet.

Because of the scarring, Tank had to go over that spot more than once. Now is the time for the big reveal. We start with Speed since she isn’t covered yet. Even Damon gets up “ Mind if I have a look?” he asks. Brick nods and Damon looks over. “ Damn, that is awesome. Merigold’s work?” he asks. Speed answers “ The one and only.” I take my phone out and take a picture so I can show Speed. Merigold did a great job on it. It is the Reckless Renegades seal. Inside the seal is a car like Frank with a white rabbit sitting on the hood. The handles of the guns look like they are made of bricks. At the top of the seal is a mirrored R and at the bottom says ‘Property of Brick and Gretchen’. All of us a