Elijah Tattoo Ideas Novels & Stories

I walked towards our table and whole way my eyes were admiring him. He was wearing black half sleeves round necked tshirt. The sleeves were fitting perfectly around his muscles. With it he was wearing a blue jeans and black belt with black shoes. He has styled his longer hair into a top knot and for the first time I saw his tattooes. He has maori stles tattooes on his fore arms and on his hands he has tattooed two pheonix. Overall his both arms are a piece of art. Now I can say that there was someone other than me who looked more like a gangster. Now everyone's attention was discreetly on us. I reached the table and he smiled and motioned for me to sit. I sat down in front of him and saw hi

“I’m Elijah. Elijah Ledger, but my friends and family call me Eli.” “Right. So, Elijah?” He expels a low breath, setting the duffel down, then pulling up the sleeve of his navy shirt to reveal the entire tattoo. It is a geometric moon symbol with a wolf paw print in the center inked on his arm. “Happy?” He raises a gold brow. “Mine’s a bit different from everyone else’s marks, considering my dad is the alpha.” “Alpha, as in leader?” I pry. “Yeah, pretty much.”

Scarlett said, the man now blinked and gave a sheepish smile. “Sorry I'm Drake. Nice to meet you Alpha Elijah, Luna…” He trailed off not knowing Scarlett’s name. “Scarlett…” She offered, it still felt surreal. “You marked him!” Kiera shrieked now running over to them to stare at Elijah’s neck, a look of pure jealousy crossing her face. Scarlett turned to Elijah’s neck, her heart skipping a beat to see the wound had healed up. In its place was a tattoo of a wolf with its head raised up, the mark itself looked like it was shimmering a dark grey. Her wolf, her mark. She traced her finger over it, sending a shiver of pleasure through him.

And so I kept searching, when I didn’t find it, I went to his social media account, I scrolled for a while, till a picture of him in a cozy beach house popped up, He was shirtless in this picture, revealing a dragon tattoo, that was right on his lower back, and luckily the video had the same tattoo, What made it beautiful was that this dragon tattoo was only specific to people from Elijah’s family, and since he was an only child, it was going to be presumed that he was the one, Exhilaration filled my spine, I had finally gotten what I wanted…, I took a last sip of my brandy, before setting off to dial Marcus number, the head of the trust circle, He picked up on the third ring, “Good day Marc

"Man, you need to be concerned with her hurting YOU!! Yeah, you big and all, but that girl is a killer for real. Goddess forbid you hold back. She might accidentally kill you!" Elias said, chuckling. "He's exaggerating, Elijah. I'm not that bad." All the guys, Psy, even Bruce gave me a side ways look. I smirked, blushing. Damn. A bitch can't train without judgment?? Elijah shrugged his shoulders before walking into the ring with me. He really is a big guy. He's literally bigger than everyone here, I believe. He stood across from me, arms crossed over his chest. Elijah is damn near 7 foot tall, and his ass is wide as hell. He has beautiful hazel eyes that contrasted beautifully with his deep

"He dangerous, boss. But I don’t think he reckless." "Reckless don’t scare me. Intent does." They both turned back toward the courtyard. Eli was now seated on a cinderblock, unwrapping gauze from his forearm. Jayce’s eyes lingered on the ink that surfaced underneath—a black crow mid-flight, wings cut at the tips. "That tattoo mean somethin’ to you?" Keon asked. Jayce nodded once. "Crows don’t forget where they buried their dead." --- Time: 10:32 a.m.

And don’t say you’ve never been warned. TAYA’s POV : "You're right Blondie, tonight was fun. I'm glad I came," Judah came back moments later, striding towards me in his wet dinosaur boxer briefs. I shoved the pack of cigarettes back into his jeans pocket quickly and I turned around. "Yeah, me too," my eyes darted to his lower abdomen area, "And now I know where you have a tattoo," Judah had a tattoo of a lion on his lower stomach, and it was big and intricate. I couldn't see the whole thing though, as half of the tattoo was covered by his boxers.

"May fate and luck be on your side." Elijah didn't know the meaning of those marks on Melia's body, which, to his understanding, were called tattoos. Karina had asked him not to ask about it, and he agreed only after she told him it was because this wasn't the first time she had gone down to that place – lies. He didn't want to see her shut down again, he didn't want to see her like that anymore, and certainly didn't want her to be in that place again. The others wanted the same, but... it depended on other threads that it was better the snow-haired guy never knew about.

There were couple of people drawn on it. "Who are these?" Ashlyn asked. Jamie out away her attention from the cake and answered, "Samuel, Leah, beta Elijah, you, and me." Ashlyn stared at the indescribable characters on the paper and tried to look for similarities. Nonetheless, she commented, "Good work. Looks exactly the same." Jamie giggled, satisfied by the compliment. "But what is Elijah doing here?" Ashlyn frowned, noticing how both of them were holding hands as well. "Aren't you both mates? That's why, I put him by your side."

“Getting tattoos? What the fuck Crinka? I don’t even like them needles” “He’s right about that”, Thane agreed. “Eloive hate needles”. “Then how did you get the tattoos?”, I ask him. “What tattoos?”, Thane asks. “Can’t you see it? The tattoos on Eloive’s left arm”. Eloive checked his arm. “Can’t see shit”. Thane checked as well. “Me too. Can’t see anything”. “But..but..they are so many! How can you not see them?” “I don’t know. Maybe ‘cause we’re not crazy like you”, Eloive replied.