Fujin And Raijin Tattoo Novels & Stories

Rosario and Jean Fajardo’s death? “Look at the pictures.” She stated. I looked at the folder she gave and I immediately take a look at it. I saw the pictures of Mr. Rosario’s corpse and there is something on his pulse. It was a tattoo of a three black lines. The next picture is Jean Fajardo’s corpse and when I look at her pulse my eyes widened when I saw the same tattoo! The color black ink of three lines! “Damn…” I whispered. In the next page is the student’s corpse that Inspector Kyline was talking about. I looked at his pulse also and my lips parted when I saw the same tattoo!

Beside her stood Ivander Gale, the Wind Seeker, his calm demeanor betraying the hurricane-like powers he could summon at will. To Elysia's right was Raiden Stormcaller, a master of lightning and thunder, whose electric presence crackled with power. The lightning tattoos on his arms seemed to pulse, hinting at the destructive energy he could unleash. Standing next to Raiden was Mira Watersong, known for her water-based abilities and the tranquil aura she carried—deceptively so, for she could flood a battlefield in moments.

I said. “Any friend of Garren’s is a friend of ours,” Mildred said. Her black hair was pulled back into tight braids. Her skin was dark and free from any scars Her left ear pierced like Garren’s. Her grey eyes swirled with flakes of gold. “We look forward to tracking down Ryuu for you. So incredible that you got to meet her.” Hunter said. He was just as tall as Garren, but he wasn’t as built. His hair was completely shaved, and a tattoo of a dragon skull went up the side of his head. Scars painted his honey skin like tattoos. I noticed his left ear was also pierced. It must be some kind of form of honour once you are accepted as a warrior.

Our eyes held for a moment too long, and I felt that now-familiar flutter in my stomach that both thrilled and terrified me. Kev finished Rafael's tattoo in half the time mine had taken, given its simpler design. "There you go," he said, wiping it clean. "Sun and stars. Suits you two." We held our wrists side by side, admiring how the black ink stood out against our skin, his olive tone, my paler complexion. If we pressed our wrists together, his sun would align perfectly with my constellation, like they belonged together. Like we belonged together. The thought ambushed me, dangerous in its temptation. I couldn't think that way. Not with my prognosis hanging over me like a shadow.

That was because people with these tattoos were his arch enemies. No… Gu Mocheng shook his head in disbelief. It was true that the Boye family’s emblem was the crane flower, but the Boye family’s daughters usually had the tattoo on their shoulders. It was impossible to be at the waist instead. Gu Mocheng laughed at himself. He was being too sensitive. It was possible Jian Jianan tattooed this design at an impulsive moment of fun because she once said that her favourite flower was the crane flower. She was the daughter of the Jian family. How could she be a member of the Boye family?

Then it happened. The mate bond snapped into place like a lightning strike—wild, burning, undeniable. A wave of raw energy pulsed between us. My heart pounded, and I could feel his heartbeat echoing mine. Our auras flared—mine soft blue, his blazing gold—and they tangled in a brilliant, shimmering dance. I gasped and pressed a hand to my chest. “Ryu...” He was already on his feet, closing the distance. His hands found mine—warm, solid, grounding. “You feel it too?”

Raf screamed and they started doing it. I was still thinking if I should get the tattoo. I was scared, but I decided to get it! “Done!” Aaron stated. I approached Raf to see that tattoo. He had an amazing picture of Lion keeping a dome with water and Pisces in hands. It made me think about something, but I quickly kicked it out of my head. The tattoo was on the shoulder. It looked amazing. “Wow,” I whispered. “You like it?” Raf asked. I nodded, still looking at his shoulder. “Have you decided to get it?”

As he takes Addison’s hand and stands up, Addison glances down the length of his body, eyebrows raising. She had been so distracted while she and Javan were fucking that she didn’t even notice it, but with her shorts off, Javan’s thigh tattoo is in full view. It’s a floral piece, a black and white arrangement of tiger lilies and peonies. It’s gorgeous. The design perfectly accents the curve of his muscular hip. “Your tattoo is pretty,” Addison murmurs. She reaches out and brushes a finger across it lightly. “I always wondered what it was. Especially after all your tormenting.”

Something about the adrenalin of the tattoo gun I guess. I did get a tattoo added for Roxie in the end. It took me a while to think about what I wanted but in the end I had a twisting, mixed up lightning bolt. Not a cheesy, pointy outline, but the crackling, thin shards that splinter across a dark sky. It is on the side of my ribs, surrounded by the constellations of the Fyrestone compound.

Shadow’s eyebrows shot up. “No one supposed to see them unless, they’re one of us,” Ren finally broke his silence. “When you said one of us, what’s that supposed to mean, Ren? What are you exactly?” Nirvana asked. “Our late Sensei Taiyo called them Reika and Kenshin.” When Ren undid the cufflink on his left wrist, the hair at the back of my neck started standing. He pulled the sleeve up his elbows and showed his glowing tattoos written in Japanese. My guess was they were runes, too. He ran his palm on the runes, causing Zarah and me to gasp. “Now you can see them. These are Fujin and Kazeshi.”