Family Matching Cousin Tattoos Novels & Stories

I take in his appearance one more time. Unlike me, my brother got the better genes of our parents. He’s got the tall height of our old man and the tanned skin of our mother. Dark eyes that sometimes look green, sometimes pale blue like mine. Hands that are fucking huge, fingers so long they could engulf the whole damn cup. His hair’s dark, unlike the blonde mess on Mom and me. But that’s not all there is. He has something unique of his own. Something you can’t miss. Tattoos sprawled all over his arms, chest, and even along the narrow curve of his throat. The back of his fingers has numbers inked on them, and his nails are chewed down to the quick, like he gnaws on them whenever the stress cr

“A waxing gibbous.” “So, you’re the center,” Bill muttered. “There are many types of mate bonds. Usually, when a large group are mates, they share the same tattoo. But when one person has a 'filling' tattoo that completes the tattoos of the other members, it means that person can have more than one mate.” “Or has the right to choose one of them and reject the rest,” Leo murmured. Clearly, as an Alpha Leader, he didn't relish the idea of sharing a mate with others.

I asked and he gave me a nod, took off his suit jacket and placed it by his briefcase before taking off his tie and loosening the top two buttons of his shirt. I kept staring at the tattoo on the top of his hand, the symbol that represented our family-the wolf. The symbol consisted of chains weaved together to form a wolf's face, almost like a tribal sign. Both my brothers and all my uncles and cousins who have decided to devote their lives to the family business have the same symbol tattooed on their hands. My mom, like all the other women in our family, has it on the inside of her wrist. Everyone who had gone through the initiation ceremony received that symbol and wore it as a sign of the

I could still feel their eyes on me as we moved across the floor to the stairs. "They all have the same tattoo" Dante mind-linked me. I had failed to notice many details on our tour, focusing too much on a certain Alpha. Luckily Dante was doing his job "a Cresent Moon with a star" he continued in the link. I looked around and sure enough, I saw a lot of tattoos like Dante described, the design seemed familiar but I couldn't place it. "It was the symbol carved into the fountain." He linked again. Thank the goddess Dante had his act together.

A massive tattoo stretched across his back, dark, swirling lines that formed a wolf’s head surrounded by a crescent moon. Kieran stood at the counter, chopping vegetables with the precision of a surgeon. His long red hair fell over his shoulders in loose waves, and his tattoo was just as beautiful as Kai’s: a roaring dragon with flames curling down his spine, its tail disappearing beneath the waistband of his jeans. Kylan, of course, was leaning against the fridge with a smirk that could melt steel. His tattoo was a constellation of stars and a running wolf, the design wrapping around his ribs and down his left side.

Plus I prefer it that way that you only prefer my touch, the reason I couldn't find you myself is because we didn't complete our bond last time but for some reason now we are when we had sex for the first time I was trying to mate with you fully but I didn’t have the chance to finish and I came a little too early and you had to run to the vineyard . But To fully complete the bond is to bite each other and exchange blood but I was never going to force to do that I was just waiting for the right time I had to mark you somehow when we first made love so other lycans wouldn’t come for you. Sweetie listen to me Soulmates are very rare nowadays my parents are Soulmates but there tattoos are lower

Selene asked, twirling with a flourish, the fabric whispering around her legs. "It's beautiful, Mom," Aurelia replied, forcing a smile as she descended the last step. But her gaze drifted involuntarily to Ronan. He leaned against the mantel, arms crossed over his chest, black shirt sleeves rolled up to expose the intricate tattoos snaking over his forearms, dark lines of wolves and thorns that seemed to pulse in the soft light. He watched her, his stare intense, stripping her bare without a word. Her pulse quickened, a flush creeping up her neck, her nipples tightening against the silk until they poked visibly through the fabric.

I chewed lightly on my lower lip, anxiety reaching its peak. “Yes, you had your coming-of-age ceremony today. How was it?” “It was amazing!” she cried. “I found my mates!” These ceremonies weren’t always a guarantee after you took the medicine which increased your scent production. It could take weeks to meet your chosen mates if they existed. “I’m glad you found your mate. Who is he?” “Mates, Lia. I found my mates.” My ocean-blue eyes widened to the size of saucers. “What?” One mate was the most common result. Two weren’t unheard of but it was much rarer.

Her eyes were red and puffy as she covered her face. "Raine, don't do anything stupid." Charlie reached for her, and as she moved, a tattoo peeked out from her collar—a sleek arrow with a bold C inked into it. Something clicked. Charlie had a similar tattoo on his chest, a Cupid-like design. When I asked about it, he brushed it off. Just for fun, he'd said. He always swore Raine was like a sister.

Katherine pov For me, the sexiest spot a tattoo can be found is on a man’s rib and of course his fingers. I’ve heard a number of time how painful getting one on those spots can be, maybe that’s why I find it sexy. But is that why I can’t tear my eyes off this hot dude across this counter as well?