Novel & Cerita Divergent Tobias Tattoo

Completely ignoring the girl crying in the dirt. “Gunner, are you sure about this?” I asked still looking at Zoe. He pulled me around and into his arms. He crouched down to look into my eyes and cupped my face. “She tried to hurt you, she’s lucky I didn’t kill her” he kissed my lips and wrapped his arms around my shoulders bringing me into his chest. Someone clearing their throat behind me broke our hug. I turned to see Tobias back in human form, wearing only a pair of blue basketball shorts. His shorts hung low on his hips, revealing that sculpted arrow. His dark skin made his eight pack and hairless chest more defined.

It was a testament to his unwavering dedication to all aspects of his physical fitness. One of the most striking features on Logan's left arm was the anchor tattoo, a symbol known to represent strength and stability, perhaps even serving as a connection to his time in the marine. Yet, what made this tattoo particularly intriguing was an unexpected addition. Just below the anchor, a smaller, seemingly incongruous tattoo came into view. This tattoo was a depiction of a little girl holding a toy, a charming but puzzling image etched onto his skin. It seemed to tell a story of its own, one that didn't readily align with the symbolism of the anchor.

“There are some places in California I’d like to check out too, like Laguna Beach, for body-surfing, body-boarding, diving, and tide-pooling.” “A thrill-seeker, huh?” He grinned. “That I am.” I pointed to his tattoo, solid black, with curves that ended in points and interlocked in complex patterns and abstract designs. “Tell me more about that. I noticed it the first day at work, but I was too embarrassed to ask.” He lifted his short sleeve. “Oh. Well, this is the symbol of strength, power, and bravery.”

Tobias said and raised his gun pointing it toward Leah's forehead. "What do you want?" Igneel asked while staring right into Tobias' eyes. "You know what I want," Tobias said and Igneel said nothing neither did he give out any reaction. "Come get down on your knees in front of me, hand me the symbol ring for the next king then lick my shoes, I will let you all go. " Tobias said with an evil smirk dancing on his face. Leah's eyes widened and she quickly shook her head, even Samuel whose sister was standing near the cliff shook his head in denial but Igneel said nothing and slowly walked towards Tobias. Tobias' smirk widened as he saw his little brother approaching him.

But no one realized the cost. Ophelia found him collapsed in the lab. His veins flickering blue. “Tobias!” she screamed, catching him as he fell. Carl ran in seconds later, but it was already bad — his body was rejecting something foreign. A psychic surge. Tobias blinked up weakly. “It’s… buried in the drive. Maddox… encoded it to trigger overload. I opened it. I’m sorry…” “You’re not dying,” Ophelia said, shaking. But his vitals were crashing.

The walls are covered with posters of musicians, and even a couple of electric guitars decorate the wall behind his desk. My eyes fall to Tobias, who is turned towards me, concern etched on his face. I shift my gaze to the man sitting behind the desk; the man I have developed such a deep hatred for in the last few months. He’s sitting forward, his hands clasped together on his desk, showcasing the tattoos going up his arms- musical notes. Guess this guy really does like music. His long, muscular arms are shown off perfectly by his cut-off t-shirt. His ears glimmer from the multiple piercings he has. Finally, I meet his eyes, which are now a bright copper; why is his wolf forward? Looking mor

Since Dad had passed his title to me, his aura wasn’t as strong as it had been. “You did always think you were better than me,” Tobias smirked. “You and Damien, and his abomination of a mate,” he spat. “Mated to a witch,” he grumbled, glaring at the ground. “Disgusting. Wolves should only be mated to wolves. That is the way it should be,” he snarled, looking back up towards my dad. “Funny you should say that,” my dad said, cocking his head to the side. Tobias growled, but before my dad could continue, Tobias’s eyes glazed over for a moment, then his head whipped towards the trees, his eyes widening.

My gaze sharpened. “This slave is useless,” I said coldly. “He bit his own tongue to keep silent.” I lifted the file slightly, angling it toward Alpha Dorian and Elder Henry, my finger tapping the image. “But this sign... What does it mean?” Alpha Dorian leaned forward and pointed at the image, his finger hovering just above the page. The tattoo was shaped like a jagged thunderbolt, carved in flesh. “When I first saw it,” Alpha Dorian said gravely, “I felt I had seen it before. So, I consulted the ancient history scrolls.”

"Amber is too kind. My mom said not to hurt the people who did that to you. We only live together. She shared her life experiences, especially when that crazy guy decided to run off with that bitch who ruined my parents' marriage." "In that case, you should take care of your mom." Denis had already turned on the tattoo gun after dipping the needle in the ink. Denis' other hand began to hold Gaby's skin flat and taut for easy execution, and slowly and indeed, the needle started to dig into a few millimeters of Gaby's skin. Think of it like a sting that Gaby eventually got used to. Now Denis' focal point truly begins. Under the lights, he resumes his work for the umpteenth client since Denis f

I wave my arms around, “with my fated mate who I can't get out of my head. I feel the pull every second of every day. But what does that say about me? How can I just forget about Jonda and pursue my mate?” Tobias shakes his head, and the same condescending smirk as before takes over his face. “You wouldn’t be forgetting about Jonda by claiming your mate, you would be accepting your fate and I don’t see Jonda hating you for that.” He looks at me and I stare back at him, Tobias really can be a shit but underneath all that boisterous sarcasm, he was loyal and a friend. No matter how much he liked to rile people up, he was someone you could count on.