Front Neck Tattoo Novels & Stories

My lips parted and an estranged scream tore out of me, “But some men will pay millions, maybe more for a taste of Adriano Vitale’s wife.” My stomach churned, acid rising up I my esophagus as I heaved. "Stop it!" “You’re getting a tattoo.” My eyes snapped open and my head jerked in his direction. “Around your neck.” He spoke, staring into my eyes but his fingers were wrapped around my neck. “Like a collar.” He paused, “My collar.” ***

The love of my life. Silvy The day after Goof proposed and claimed me he took me to Tank's tattoo shop to get my mark. Was I nervous? Hell yes. I was nervous about the entire process. Tank, bless the gentle giant, let me bring Ant in with us. Ant was a hit at the shop. I was a little worried the receptionist might not give him back. It took Tank forty five minutes to finish the work on my shoulder. According to Goof that is the least sexy part of my body. Did it burn? Sure. But not as bad as I thought it would be. I wanted to see what it looked like. Tank stood me in front of his mirror. It was amazing. It looked my the Renegades emblem with a motorcycle driving through the middle of it. A

The tattoo were different for every rank and as he was the next in line, his tattoo was just like his father. "Yeah, I have it." He admitted while Summer smiled. "Where?" "Here." He pulled his collar down showing the a round shaped tattoo on his neck. Summer lifted her hand and poked the tattoo on his neck. "Wow..." She was fascinated by the beautiful tattoo on his neck. "You are so brave." Summer removed her finger from Ginga's neck. Both stared at each other before Summer turned and started walking again while Ginga pressed his lips together. No matter what but he could tell her about his feelings. But now he did not have to hide his identity anymore. May be one day he will confess to her

Alexis sighed in relief. Alexis looked at Zylo then creased her forehead when she something on Zylo's neck. She stared at it seriously. "W-wait! What the fuck are you doing?!" Zylo exclaimed. "When did you put this tatoo in your neck?" Alexis asked. Zylo creased his forehead then held his neck. Alexis grabbed her mirror from her bag then showed the tattoo. Zylo's eyes widen when he saw the tattoo from his neck. It looks like a black circle with a small white circle in the middle.

He say but I'm to focused on his tattooed body to care about anything he says right now. My fingers trace the inked skin. He has a huge tattoo of Kali, the goddess of destruction, on his front. Different designs litter his skin but my favourite has to be the flower on his neck. It is the only tattoo that has colour out of them all on his front. He has his nipples pierced and I never thought I would say this but it looks really sexy.

Aarya “Wow! It’s exquisite!” I marveled at the stunning neck tattoo that adorned my best friend Lea’s skin. My fingers traced the lines of the intricate design as I asked her, “I want one too, but I’m such a wimp thinking about the pain. Did it hurt?” Nestled at the base of her neck, where the curve of her neck met her shoulder, was a beautifully detailed wolf outline tattoo. Below the tattoo were Steven's initials, symbolizing their connection. It looks amazing.

I risk a glance at the man again, and I almost drop dead when I see the Roman numeral seven tattooed on the back of his neck. It’s the same number. From my visions!

- he said, looking at his body in surprise and a little indignantly. Beneath that gorgeous abs were muscular, strong thighs, and in the back, firm and firm... erm... well... just like a nut! And above this very bottom part of the nut was ... Tattoo! All the way back!!! She went from the very bottom of the back to the cervical vertebrae, slightly touching the shoulders. The tattoo, which was most surprising, was black and red and depicted some symbols, the meaning of which he did not know. There was also an inscription in a language that no one but the initiates knows. Alrian.

Saint was about to look away grudgingly when Nicholas's towel lowered itself and then fell to the floor, revealing a tattoo. His gaze snagged on it before he could even stop himself. The tattoo rested low on Nicholas's back, directly above his waist. The design climbed the base of his spine in elegant black lines. Sharp points and sweeping curves intertwined around a narrow central shape that resembled a watchful eye. Thorn-like flourishes stretched outward before curling back in on themselves, giving the impression of something dangerous held barely under control.

In that very moment, I grew suspicious. “To whom we pledge our allegiance,” she yelled. “To whom we pledge allegiance,” the others chanted. “To the remnant of the earth and the sea, to the one who is, to the one who keeps our souls!” They all curtisied. The woman shook her head and turned, heading towards the steps. And then, I saw it. The tattoo. A snake on a pole, just behind the woman’s neck,was safely tucked away by the collar of the dress and cloak.