Foolish Tattoo Novels & Stories

Somehow, the thorn in his throat was alleviated. "Here, right?" the tattoo artist asked Beckett before touching his neck with their index finger. "Yeah," Beckett nodded. The tattoo artist began to ink Beckett's neck. It symbolized their membership in Foedus. Like that tattoo, their commitment to the Foedus Corporation should be the same. Forever... Or life in exchange. "All those I tattooed earlier have stories behind why they wanted their tattoos in those specific places," the tattoo artist commented while busy with their work. "How about yours?"

Now he understood that no one sees it but words leave an imprint on the soul, like his words left on Sage's. " Slut on your sister's forehead." Elliot says, crushing his heart. Sofia thrashed violently at this, crying profusely as Hades put the dirty tattoo on her forehead. " Bravo!" Elliot says, proudly. " Now, since these two got what they are. I think Sean deserves a rapist sign on his forehead." Shawn says, to which Elliot nods. " But Shawn, I feel like tattoo isn't painful for Sean the mighty. Look how many tattoos he has." Elliot says with pout.

Lolita whispered. “No. It'll be easy, I promise. I’ve always been easy on you.” “What tattoo should I get? I’ve never thought of having one before.” “A flower on your arm should do.” She frowned. “That’s cheesy.” “You are cheesy.” She started to laugh, but it got stuck on her throat. Lolita couldn’t laugh in her dreams. It tortured her, pulled at her heartstrings and the empty hole that was there. Hayden’s smile faded when he saw the amount of pain she was in.

"But you are a tom. You know what I am better than I do." "I know what you were told you are. And if I were told enough times that I was, say, a Hare, I suppose I would believe it," Ink replied. He leaned back from where he had been examining Doll's tattoo. "Do you have any other Marks? Was your hair professionally done?" Ink frowned at Doll's lilac curls, pushing the escapees back from the no-fur's face. "Because if it was, I would sue the Marker."

You'd be nothing but a tomfool if you underestimate him because he has all of the most hidden information about the underworld in his cryptic brain. Don't judge a book by its cover, right? "Then you tell me." I raise my eyebrow and take a sip from my drink. "The tattoo is a sign of the Bratva and it indicates their loyalty to the mafia family. When they assign as a member of the mafia, they cosign their life to the Devil and get the tattoo. Only exclusive members, who have seen him, get the tattoo on the neck. But the others get it on their wrist." He murmurs and keeps serving the drinks to the people.

Picking up my glass, I lightly sipped my alcohol, the stinging liquid coursing through my body. “We have, huh?” I said, putting my glass down with an intensity that made some of the stuff spill out. “Look at these pictures. Notice their hands. They all have the same tattoo on their hands… like the head of a cat or lizard. That must mean something. Find out the mafioso faction or any group with these types of tattoos and get back to me.” “Yes, boss,” he said, standing. He bent to pick up the pictures but I stopped him.

The screen pinged again, displaying a message from an encrypted source. I clicked it open. It was a photo of Jeffery unconscious and tied to a chair. And below it, a single line of text: “You disavowed the crown. So now we wear it.”

“I was going to wait to mention this, but since we are all together. We have a new person I want us to start using for tattoos. Bear asked me to collect a debt I owed and was supposed to keep an eye on the artist Ash. She is a painter and tattoo artist; the shop is called The Fallen Haven. Queenie looked hesitant about trying a new artist out. Once, she was used to something she didn’t like to change. But for King to even have a debt is almost unheard of, and Bear wasn't someone you wanted on your bad side. Joker smirked at King before looking at Queenie. “Queen, I’ll go first, and if you don’t like what she puts out, then I’ll take you to Nick.” Shooting a look at King that said try and arg

“Nice, wish I had gotten one before I reached here, I’d have to wait four years before I ever see a tattoo needle.” “I guess…” I said, taking more interest in the leftovers of my food and wishing this discussion would pass. “Tattooing the Alpha King’s emblem is kinda weird though. Alpha Alsander’s a psychotic maniac, destroyed the whole south.” Liam’s geekiness is bit of a problem at times. “I am weird.” Wasn’t sure if that was the best reply.

Kevin turned around and he was still holding onto her soft body. “At first it would appear after heavy exercise! When we were young, we took fighting very seriously! We got tattoos because we were rebellious boys. Although our household was strict and there was no need to worry about anything in life, we still longed for a life that was free and out on the streets like those gangs! Perhaps we were influenced by the movies and thought that it was cool and manly! Getting a tattoo was very trendy and manly, but our identities do not allow us to appear as rebellious or dark. Therefore, we went to do an invisible one, to please ourselves in secret. Of course, we are no longer that childish! A man