Drawing Evil Nun Tattoo Design Novels & Stories

Chapter 46 The tattoo depicted a slender silver ring, its surface meticulously detailed to reflect its gleam and character. Around its circumference, intricate symbols, intertwined hearts and delicate infinity loops created an artistic dance of unity and something…powerful, supernatural and extraordinary. The shadows and highlights in the design gave the illusion that the ring was truly resting upon her neck, a timeless adornment that spoke of a bond beyond words. How did she not see this? It was understandable that she wouldn't see it on her own neck, but what about Noah's neck?

My orgasm rips through my soul as flashes of light dance behind my eyelids. "Look at me, Erica. Open your eyes and watch." At his command, I open my eyes in time to watch as Callan reaches behind his neck, tugging his shirt off over his head, revealing the tattoo I've seen peeking through the collar of his dress shirts on several occasions. His tattoo is of two black and grey. The design is intricate and spans his whole right shoulder and over his peck. If I had to guess, I'd say the tattoo is a representation of his last name. My eyes travel south to where he is lowering the zipper of his jeans and pulling them down just enough for his length to spring free. I look on, hypnotized at the way

He seemed to know her thoughts and a low chuckle came from under his breath before he turned and walked away. Angel forced herself to look away from his backside. She glanced down, and using her opposite fingertips, traced the strands as they wove their delicate pattern on her skin. It was similar to the henna tattoos painted on her hands and feet to ward off evil spirits before her first wedding. A piece of rope-such a small simple thing, but in Nathanial Monroe's hands it came to life.