Dylan Wang Tattoo Novels & Stories

He groans and begins to take off his top. Fuck. I hiss as I see his torso on display. His pecs are huge and well defined from working out in the gym like he does. His shoulders are broad and I spot a new tattoo on his right shoulder. I know all of Dante’s tatts from seeing him at family barbecues and in the summer swimming in the outdoor pool at Isaac’s. “What is that, it has writing on it?” From where I am lying I can’t make out the writing, it looks to be in italic.

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.

I said as he took the bowl before wolfing it down. “Woah there tiger,” I giggled as he set the bowl aside, “Where do you want this tattoo?” He asked as I bite my lip, “On my back,” I replied as he raised his eyebrows, “Okay, and what have you decided on getting?” He asked, causing a smile to appear on my lips, “I was thinking of getting a blossom branch with the word rebirth in Chinese on my side,” I explained causing his eyebrows to raise once again.

We got to the tattoo shop in a blink of time because Hunter was riding fast on his motorcycle. The wall in the tattoo shop was covered with artistic drawings and posters of all kinds of tattoos. A couple of guys were around but Denzel claimed he was VIP. We went into a room where a tattoo artist was. He was only waiting for Hunter. Then, the artist pointed to a bag on the desk. "Help yourself out. We got it ordered just for you." The artist stated pointing. I nervously got hold of the bag and feasted my eyes on the different Chinese dishes which was ordered from my favorite restaurant.

With the words coming out, he lamented and soaked himself in regret the more. *********** Presently at the military basement, it was already Diana's break period and she felt she needed to rest, but she was afraid to face her kid's without their father. Anamika already confessed to her that Mr X, the owner of the Legendary Erotic Bar is the gigolo from that night. Diana had no idea how he looks, but one thing is for sure, he has a lifelike eagle tattooed on his back. As Diana thought about that, the more she vividly remembered the tattoo. There were practically no way she would mistake it.

he said, scooting forward on the cushion. Trey had a new tattoo, a black Chinese dragon a bit smaller than Zane’s hand running up the left half of his abdomen. This was no press on. The skin around the design was pink from healing. The dragon’s tail curled around the hefty base of Trey’s erection, the final pointy tip extending onto his penile skin on the underside. Zane’s breath hissed in at the thought of artist’s needle shooting ink into him there. Getting this tattoo must have burned like a mother.

The revelation about the masked man having a dragon tattoo had struck a chord within him, sending his thoughts spiraling. A surge of memories flooded his mind, memories he had tried to bury deep within his consciousness. The image of a fierce dragon tattoo, its intricate design etched upon a powerful Lycan King's arm, resurfaced in his thoughts. Xander knew all too well the significance of such a mark. It was a symbol of authority, a mark reserved for those who held immense power within the Lycan community.

Cassidy’s anger was clear as she spoke. Upon opening the door, she found her two sons looking at her with concern. “Mommy, are you okay?” one of them asked. “Dylan, how could you do this to Selena?” “I hate you! I hate you!” Cassidy screamed in despair as Dylan tried to undress her. She struggled to keep him away, but suddenly she stopped. Opening her eyes, she saw Dylan staring at something. Her hand was resting on the tattoo on his chest. She looked confused as if wondering why there was a tattoo there.

Cold, yet burning at the same time. There stood Davian. Vivian's stepbrother. He leaned against the edge of the dressing table with his shirt half open, revealing the intricate tattoos that covered his skin. He didn't look surprised to see me enter; it was as if he had been waiting for me. "Dewangga, look at this," he whispered. His voice was low, hoarse, and contained a provocative tone that made the hairs on the back of my neck stand up. He showed me his large penis in his underwear, then he tried to show off his muscular body.

I only agreed because i really want to see her reaction. "Daniella!", my mom yelled, "Come downstairs for a moment will you?" "Coming!" Daniella replied as soon she was standing beside my mother as my dad told her that i really am, li fantasma. "Legends has it that li fantasma has a tattoo on her waist. A fucking dragon tattoo. You don't have any tattoo on your waist. So why are you lying to everyone?", Daniella said clearly not believing a word my dad just said. She was right. I do have a dragon tattoo on My waist but I hid it with make-up. I had to otherwise, my family would have become a target. But some people won't understand it.