Novel & Cerita Front Neck Tattoo

I couldn't give any attention to it earlier with all the things running in my head. At my nod, a chuckle left him. The tattoo was round in shape with lots of suns wrapped in with tiny fiery snakes. Some designs were engraved around them that I couldn't decipher. But the weird combination of sun and snakes didn't catch my attention. The foreign alphabets written in the center in reddish ink did. "What does it say?" I asked, tracing the alphabets. Silence. Not getting any answer, when I looked up, breath caught in my throat. Those dark icy blue eyes were set on me. The intensity in them made my heart beat faster.

“We will be fine. We probably just need the right people in our lives… and get rid of this itch on my back.” I frowned as she hesitated before turning her back to me, wordlessly asking me to scratch her back for her. I couldn’t help but smile as I slowly unzipped her dress, taking in the flawlessness of her back and the tiny tattoo that was there right at the middle of her lower back. It was clearly an infinity sign, with a tiny drawing of the moon on each side of the loops. Extremely identical to the earrings and necklace I gave her. I opened my eyes to ask her when she got a tattoo.

Mea Dea, my goddess in Latin, despite wanting to spit at him to address me properly, my heart races. “You can call me Queen Aylin,” I force out in a hiss, although his smirk tells me I don’t sound convincing. I break eye contact with him to look him over. He is truly carved to perfection. He’s wearing a tank top, which shows the entire tattoo on his neck. It’s a black and white piece of a phoenix, midflight with its mouth open in a scream, surrounded by fire. The wings extend onto the front and back of his neck in brilliant detail and the fire down to his collarbone. He also has several different pieces down both arms, none of which I bother to look at since I’ve been looking at him for far

The four types of tattoos were the Alpha tattoo, the Beta tattoo, the Zeta tattoo, and the member tattoo. My tattoo had seven moons at the top of my back with two versions of the Helm of Awe on each shoulder blade. In the middle of my back was Yggdrasil, the tree of life with a wolf head coming out of the roots. Finally, below the wolf and running down my spine was my name in Old Norse. In the middle of Yggdrasil’s branches, the Alpha sign of our pack was cleverly blended in.

I leaned forward, focusing on the tattoo before me. It was a serpent biting its own tail. More like swallowing it. But it wasn't in its usual circular figure. It was in an 8-figure. It was not that huge, but it was noticeable. It stretched from his nape to his lower back. My fingers moved with caution to feel the tattoo. The ink was black. It made the serpent appear more realistic and frightening. Typical Hael. By the time I lifted my gaze, Elion was already sitting in front of me just like Hael.

He tilted his head eyeing me curiously like a cat cornering a mouse. I could only imagine that my now ruined Akasha costume was a wreck and god did I smell like death. My black skirt splattered on the end with shit, a medium-size splatter pattern across my stomach waist, and chest and I didn’t even want to imagine what my hair and crown looked like. I did a quick check to make sure my metal bustier had been still securely strapped in place, only to get a smear of feces on my hand. I sighed heavily in defeat I honestly haven’t the slightest idea as to how I haven’t puked yet. “So…I like your costume,” I say continuing to make small talk which at this point has made things increasingly more aw

She leans forward and Kai notices the top of a tattoo on the back of her neck. “What’s the tattoo?” She pulls her top off again and throws it back at her pile of stuff. It’s a beautiful peacock like bird, but it’s orange and red. There are lilies trailing behind it in a sweeping line across her back, each with a name cleverly hidden in the stamens. He runs a finger over the lines, which makes her shiver. “Sorry.” He pulls his finger back,

Muscles bulged all over their bare backs, tattoos twisted and snaked around over their shoulders, necks, and probably further down their chest. One had a high and messy braid that went from his forehead and all the way down his neck. The sides were skinned. Snake-shaped tattoos decorated one of the sides of his head. The other had a little lighter hair, darker brown. The sides of his head were also shaved down to the skin, but his hair was twisted and formed with leather bands all the way to the middle of his back.

"How many tattoos do I have in total?" "Four." And he goes on to explain what they are. “The Crow tattoo on the back of your left shoulder, the tribal tattoo on your spine, the lotus flower on the back of your neck, and my mark, right here.” He gently caressed his mark on my left collarbone, and immediately, I felt the pull and comfort towards him. I nodded. “Okay, you're Ryan, okay.” He glared at me and I laughed. “Say my name again.” “Ryan.” I scoffed.

He searched for tattoo shops in the area and choosed one with bad reviews on purpose trying to avoid crowds. He entered the shop and as expected it was empty. The owner with grey wavy hairs quickly stood up from sofa and greeted him with a gentle smile. “Welcome, oh my you are such a handsome pal,” He said as he walked closer to Knight. “I would like to get a tattoo on my neck. This is the picture.” He extended his phone towards the owner. "Do you think it’s possible to get it now?”