Ellie Williams Tattoo Novels & Stories

Oh hell no. Placing my hands on his wrists, I start pressing. It doesn’t take long before he pulls his hands away and curses. The red marks on his wrists leave both me and my beast feeling way too satisfied. He storms away without another word, still rubbing his wrists. Just as he leaves, Ellie returns, with Maria and Keira on her heels. They’re carrying more shots, these are a bright blue colour. Ellie laughs as she watches the human. Then she suddenly leans in, shouting over the music, “WE SHOULD DO THIS EVERY WEEK.”

I force a smile on my face, glance at Cole for a bit and breathe steadily before turning to leave the office. “You may never see another opportunity like this Ms. Greenwood” Mr Liendior warns. I close my eyes and welcome the thought about the possibility of changing my mind. I open my eyes and leave the office before I actually change my mind. I go back to the studio but it’s empty, I was hoping to see Derrick and maybe talk to him properly before leaving. Oddly, Baddie crosses my mind, it’s quite satisfying to at least get my mind busy from everything. “Oh. My. God!” Baddie Collin as in the male host of Love and Butterflies! How could I not recognize him initially. I drop my hand on my fore

" The young man looks at us strangely and then with a wicked grin, points over to some trees and benches, where a figure is sitting alone before walking away. "Hey there, are you Chantelise?" Elias asks on approach as the young woman looks up from her phone with a stern expression on her face. My eyes examine her exposed skin and the artwork apon it, not only dose she have a small fox tattoo on her upper arm, but she also has all manner of other creatures and characters on her arms and legs. She makes a huffing sort of sound and we take that as a yes, "Chantelise, we...." Elias stops as the brunette woman before us starts growling ever so slightly at us. We stare at her in bewilderment as we

Without saying much, he pulled out his phone and swiped the screen slowly, revealing a photo of a tattoo resembling spreading black roots. "This is their core membership tattoo," he explained in the calm voice of someone accustomed to working behind a desk. "It's very hard to come by. Why are you so interested in them, Linora? Do you think they're connected to that place?" "Maybe," I replied briefly, not wanting to explain further. Elliot didn't press the issue. However, a moment later, he reached out hesitantly—almost as if afraid I'd brush him away—and touched the back of my hand briefly.

She leaned in and whispered, "Cool tattoo. I never would have pegged you for the tough type. Are you like some kind of gang leader?" Elio could not help but smile. He remembered downing a whole bottle of strong Vodka liquor. Though he had thrown up some to help Yamila feel better, most of it had been absorbed, making his back tattoo stand out for her to see. "I'm no hero, just a nobody who likes tattoos," he said with a shrug. "Awesome, we've got the same hobby! We should totally hang out more," Yamila said, her smile as bright as a flower in bloom.

Ellie's mum chuckles and points at the countless bags the guards are just bringing in. "Oh, mum! You won't believe it. Zane let me buy anything I wanted. He let me do everything you refused I shouldn't. Well..." she looks at me and smiles. "Apart from getting a tattoo, of course," goddess, I love the smile on her face. " I just knew you were a reckless spender. Did you bring me something?" "Of course, Mum, you won't imagine how many cute rings he got me. I am so going to flaunt them," Ellie almost screams, and low chuckles sound at the table.

Even if my brother was an idiot. Ellie gathered her tools and came to my side, not wasting any time cleaning the bloodied burn from Gomez's phaser. Luckily, his phaser cut through my untattooed arm. I'd rather it scar than leave a big splotch of naked skin amongst the artwork. "Done flirting with my brother yet?" I asked cheekily. Ellie didn't answer right away. A moment passed and she said, "Ask me that again and I'll forgo the anesthetic."

She says and then she bites her lip, she usually does that when she's nervous, but that particular gesture gets me rock hard. "I'm going to need you to stop biting your lip mia cara or else I won't be held responsible for what I'll do next." I tell her and she immediately stops biting her lip but she takes a sharp breath in. "So tell me what have you been thinking about mia cara?" I ask her. "Well everyone in this house has tattoos, you and your brothers have the Russo clan tattoo that links you guys and you have so many more. Tristan also gave Ellie a tattoo and I was thinking of getting a tattoo right where you kissed me just now." She tells me.

I answer with a shrug, “We just met, so we’re not super close yet. But I hope we will be.” She nods her head and murmurs, “Yeah, I understand that.” A moment passes and she says, “I’m Ellie.” “Nice to meet you, Ellie.” I look at her clothes, she wears a light blue t-shirt that brings out her eyes and a pair of overalls with patches all over them. I ask, “What are the patches for?” “Oh!” She exclaims, “My aunt put them on me. It’s for when I achieve different things at Camp Wolf. See, this one is because I learned how to make a fire, and this one,” Ellie continues to ramble on with excitement about each of her achievements.

Elaine’s POV Riley was a striking presence, her beautiful tanned skin naturally radiant in a way that stood out amidst the pale complexions so common around here. Her dark hair, streaked with vibrant blue highlights, framed her face with a touch of rebellious flair. A tattoo of a dragon coiled gracefully around her neck, its intricate design adding to her allure. Her blue eyes were vibrant and mesmerizing, a stark contrast against her sun-kissed skin. They sparkled with mischief and intelligence, drawing you in with their depth. Her small nose added a delicate touch to her features, while her full red lips stood out, naturally inviting.