Foolish Tattoo Novels & Stories

V GOD! His chest is a-fucking-mazing! I won't be mad if he never wears another shirt. GASPS! O.M.G! Did he really..? "You got my name tattooed on you?!" I excitedly shriek. He has 'MY KEYA' tattooed on his abs in Old English font. Curved kinda like how Tupac has 'Thug Life' tattooed on his abs! Wow he must be really crazy about me! I am starting to fall for this guy, hard!

I frowned. "Where did you get that tattoo?"I asked. She looked down at it,smiling wistfully. "I had this tattoo done when I was young and stupid in high school.It was the first real rebellious act that I had done. "she reminisced. She gave me a smile that didn't quite reach her eyes. I nodded.Something seemed so familiar about it.But I couldn't quite place a finger on it. She let out a defeated sigh, Leaning back into the headboard.

“Something exclusive.” “Exclusive? Sure. I’ll have him recommend some.” Soon a batch of designs came through. Forrest introduced them seriously. “Demon tattoo, also called a slave mark. Usually on the lower abdomen. You know what it means. But people who get this are usually women…” Forrest turned his head and saw Lorenzo studying the designs with full focus. A chill ran down his spine. “Bro, you are not thinking of doing this, right?” Lorenzo stubbed out his cigarette and said calmly, “She said she wanted to leave her exclusive mark on me.”

he sighed and said "okay" I'm on cloud nine we went inside that tattoo artist asked "for whom mam tatto" I showed prince he asked "what kind of tatto" I said "my name viranica" he said "nice name mam your name also beautiful like you" prince gritted his teeth and asked "are you tatto artist or flirting artist" that tatto artist face became pale I'm controlling my laugh he said "your boyfriend is quite possessive mam" I smiled prince asked "who said I'm her boyfriend" that tatto artist sighed and said "not only possessive he have quite sense of humor too"

Thank God. “You fucking bastard!”

She was just dissatisfied with Laura for hurting her before, so she was very picky every day. Stacey also went to the hospital for an ultrasound and claimed that she was pregnant with a boy. I followed her social media account and could see her posting bad things about her family every day. Social media users advised her to 'live a good life', but Stacey rebutted shamelessly. [I'm pregnant now. I'm the queen! I can do whatever I want at home.] [If the old woman refuses to let up, I'll keep hounding her, too] [A loving mother makes her children obedient. The old woman hit me, and I must seek revenge for those dozens of slaps!]

“What’s this tattoo for?” Jase shakes his head as if to clear his thoughts. “Originally, it was a punishment when I was sixteen as a reminder that I was fifth in the crew. Now it signifies my team, the five men of Chaos. I think I might have Lachlan alter it to make it a six so that you’re included in that number,” Jase says thoughtfully. “You can’t add to it with every new member of the family, silly man,” I say merrily. He grabs my hand from his face and kisses my knuckles. “Sure I can. I have my personal tattoo artist, after all.” He smirks, looking over my shoulder at me.

I was not trusting him fully. I looked at his moon shaped tattoo right over his left ribs. It was a weird tattoo with some signs. It was a half moon but the signs over it made a whole circle like a full moon. It did not look like some artistic tattoo but it looked like it was made for a purpose like representing something and moreover those signs looked normal but weirdly carrying other meanings. He saw me staring at his tattoo. "Don't worry. I am not associated with some weird ass cult or anything." He said with a laugh.

“The one I cut on the back?” I blinked at her. “You mean the little asswipe with the shitty tattoo who wanted to fuck up my pretty face with his brass knuckles? Yeah, I’m fairly positive I don’t care if he’s okay. But from the way he lit out of there like his tail was on fire, I’d say he’s just fine.” “It wasn’t a shitty tattoo,” she mumbled. “It was the eye of Horus. Some thought it was a symbol to ward off evil, but it’s actually supposed to symbolize healing.”

Silvia interrupted him before he could finish his speech. "If he forces himself on her, that’s rape, you fucking idiot." She replied and continued. "Why don't you just tattoo your name on her chest?" Her words struck a minor chord, and my face lit up. "That's exactly what I will do." Silvia's eyes widened in surprise. "Y-You can't be serious, boss! I was just joking; I didn’t mean you should..." Hugo interjected, "Guess who already has a tattoo of his name on her ass?"