Novel & Cerita Gangster Rosary Tattoo On Hand

"He said he will arrive by 6:30 with his new toy. Don't worry about her, Lu hates her so much, he just wants to keep her as collateral damage" Alita froze, her lungs seems too cold to breathe as her heart pound faster as if it would explode. She needs to get to Rocco fast but who would she say she saw or what his name is, the only thing she noticed is that he has a tattoo at the back of his palm, in-between his thumb and index finger. A familiar tattoo but with the hint of something extra, it looks like two doves glued together but in different colors. Alita sat restlessly, she kept going to pee as Felicia and another lady she had never seen dressed her for the party. Her straight hair was c

He rolled up the first of his sleeves and stretched his hand out so it caught the light. His entire sleeve was a canvas of intricate tattoos, with a clock dominating the design, its inner gears showing and extending down to his wrists. Surrounding the clock was a blooming rose flower, its petals wilting. Delicate rose flowers bloomed around it, their petals hugging the clock, yet also wilting, as if succumbing to the passage of time. Dominating the top part of his hand was what I assumed was an angel, with a dark cloak over his body and a blade buried in his chest

I raised my hand and showed him the inner side my left wrist that had his full name tattooed on it in cursive writing. “Not as amazing as yours but I guess it’s something” I said. Elias took hold of my wrist and took a closer look of it, making my stomach fill with butterflies as his gaze was intense. “It’s perfect” he said before he kissed me on the hand hand softly and gently ran his thumb over my sore looking knuckles. I had punched papa’s bodyguard with my good hand, which was my left hand, and luckily enough I hadn’t broke it because if I had then I wouldn’t have been able to get Elias’s name tattooed on it and that would have been very disappointing.

His heart skipped a beat as his gaze landed on a distinct tattoo on one of the approaching men's arms. The tattoo showed the profile of a Holt's helmet, visor closed, exuding silent authority. Adorned with a laurel wreath and backed by crossed swords, it marked victory, readiness for battle, and strength. A roaring lion at the base signified unmatched power. This was no ordinary mark—it was the insignia of a Mafia King, a symbol feared in the criminal underworld. Recognizing its significance, the guard's voice wavered, "Drop your weapons!" His partner looked at him in confusion, "What the hell are you talking about?"

“Faces, tattoos, jewelry?” She shook her head helplessly. “Only… when the man grabbed me, I saw his hand. Here.” She tapped the back of her own. “A black mark. Like a symbol…four sharp lines, kind of square, crossing like a crooked gate. Could’ve been… a character? I only saw it for a second before I—” Vincenzo leaned over. “Yakuza?” he muttered, cutting her off. “You’re telling me these bastards are—”

​Without needing any further explanation, Lucas knew exactly what Tony meant. ​"Sir, do you know anything about them? Where did they come from?" Lucas asked. ​"They are Iron Hand's men, the mafia boss who rules this area. Every night, all they do is look for trouble," Tony explained. ​Lucas inspected the two bodies, searching for any distinguishing features to pinpoint exactly where they came from. After a moment, he finally found their syndicate's emblem. On the back of their necks, there was a tattoo of a crown topped with a crescent moon. The entire tattoo was pitch black.

She nods her head in fear and continues teaching not daring to ask further questions. The serpent rose tattoo on my wrist holds alot of power... after what happened at my first school, I met a guy named Dante. He helped me and we became best friends in no time, I later found out he is the boss of the Spanish mafia and I needed money, so he helped me train and turned me into the best fighter. I street fighted for a bit and became known as black rose, the undefeated. No one knows how "black rose" looks like they only know about the tattoo on her wrist, which is why mrs. Red got scared after I showed her my tattoo.

After a few clicks, Terrence confirmed his guess. Bingo. It’s a serpent tattoo. A symbol of Sinesteros. “It’s the Sinesteros symbol boss!” Cody excitedly announced. ‘I knew it. This is not just about that woman in the wheelchair.’ Terrence thought to himself. “Strip down their clothes!” Terrence commanded. Conrad and his squad immediately followed and pulled their clothes revealing the tattoos on their arms. Some had it on their chest. Terrence marched with heavy footsteps going in their direction. He took out his 9mm Rapide- Black Ice handgun from his waist and kneeled and pulled one of the men’s hair down and pressed the nozzle of his gun on his chin.

“You’re certain Coral and Zane are from this cartel?” “Positive. If you flip through, you’d see their pictures.” I did as he said and examined the two siblings. “Remember you said they had a tattoo of a rose in between thorns? That’s the signature mark of the cartel.” They were standing together, hand in hand, with big smiles on their faces. The general description Kira gave matched the picture before me. I peered intently at Zane’s biceps in a sleeveless shirt and sure enough, the dreaded tattoo was there.

She walks in followed by a man in his thirties, bald head and a tattoo running down from the side of his face to his neck. I always wanted Tattoos but growing up my father never allowed it, even though we were the head of the Mafia family he was big on us not looking suspicious in any form. “Sir” he walks in intertwining his fingers between each other, his left hand carrying a tattoo that signifies the Silver Mafia cartel, a drawn tattoo of a silver bullet. “You may go, Maria,” I say to the maid, watching him leave closing the door behind her, leaving us in secrecy. “What's the update for the week?” I turn to him trying to tune into work mode but the thoughts of Isabella still taunt me.