Evil Scary Neck Tattoos Novels & Stories

Theo threw a piece of the shirt at her. It wasn’t particularly her shirt, she sensed. Running her fingers over the silk, she could feel it. Bringing it closer to her eyes, she realized it was a black shirt. “Wear it,” Theo muttered, reaching for a leather electric shock collar. He sighed, watching her as she pulled on the shirt. He walked toward her and pulled her neck close. Fastening the collar around her neck, he said, “Drake has a dragon tattoo on the left side of his neck. Short curly hair. Black-framed specs. Dark brown eyes.”

he said in serious, cold expressions. "What?I told you? I don't remember that. When did I………" I was saying and he started to come closer to me. I got nervous and kept my mouth shut. His face was coming close to my face and I closed my eyes because I was nervous and afraid. He whispered in my ear," You look beautiful when your hair is untied. He undone my hair band with his hand. My eyes were on his neck. Because when he came close to me. His neck was clearly visible. I was nervous but then I noticed the tattoo on his neck. It was a wolf tattoo. Half of the tattoo was covered with a t- shirt but I saw the other half which was covered by his jacket but now it was visible to me.

– He declared, letting go of my wrist, passing his thumb over his mouth, my eyes fixed on that man with a broad, defined chest, with a pecs designed as if he had been sculpted. On his neck he had a tattoo of a dragon that released a blue-green flame from its mouth.

But on contrary, I scream as hard as I can towards his face yet, even so, his smug face never fades," IN. YOUR. DREAMS FUCKER !" He sigh and said, "Ohh Lily... dear sweet Lily...Dreams can come true you know. How bout this, let me give you a tint of hint hmm? remember the black mask man? Remember seeing a tattoo on his neck? Yes. As exactly as you see, a blazing sun tattoo. Here on my neck." I was shocked. I felt like time stops and the only thing I can hear is my heart beating and a ringing voice. I felt like the world crumble before me as I don't realize that a tear had betrayed me.

They were covered in tattoos, chains, and piercings—the kind of people you generally want to avoid. Two of them started shoving each other, shouting about money and cigarettes, until a third man pushed them aside. He headed straight for Ethan. My heart sank. This was bad. Ethan wasn’t in the mood for idiots. I wanted to intervene, but I was terrified to go near them. “You’re a smoker. Give me your lighter,” the man demanded. He had a massive skull tattooed on his temple. Ethan didn’t say a word. He just slowly turned his gaze toward the man.

Asim switches to the other breast and I moan as Hikaru licks and nibbles where they marked me. It looks like I have many tattoos where all of my mate marks are from the Celtic dragon and vines on my wrist to the dragon on my shoulder, the Kitsuné on my neck and the wolf shield on the opposite side of my neck. Add them to my three actual tattoos which are all witchy and I look very inked up.

Once again, my eyes were drawn to the marked area on his neck. There were scratch marks there, as if he or someone else had attempted to remove a mark left by someone. With him engrossed in the books, I took the opportunity to examine him further. As his sleeve rolled up a bit, I noticed a snake tattoo on his arm that extended down to the space between his fingers.

he questions, tilting his head. My eyes linger down to the tattoos on his neck. I’m almost convinced it’s not just a trick of the light that makes them look like they are moving ever-so slowly, like they have a life of their own. They stop at his jawline, curling and twisting around in an incoherent pattern, tinted with the most subtle shade of crimson. It officially creeps me out. "No, I don't."

He asked, surprising me. Nodding I watched him scoot toward the wall and open his arms invitingly. “You can lay your head down on my chest,” he offered me. Snuggling up against him I sighed in contentment. “Tell me about your cool tattoo,” I murmured and he chuckled. Playing with my hair, Eros told me that his back tattoo was put there by the devil so he could take the life energy from him that he took from others, and I looked up at him. “Why not have it removed then and really piss him off,” I snickered.

Elora's POV I scanned the crowd of necks heading towards the vortex, looking for a neck with a snake tattoo, and I failed. I was as if the person I was looking for didn’t exist. I saw some with a couple of tattoos. I saw a star first, then a text “HAT’, then an “S” I would have assumed the ‘S’ was it, but it was on the neck of a man. Klaus said I should look out for a woman. What if his sources were wrong? What if he made a mistake?