Harley Quinn Tattoos Ideas Novels & Stories

"Why do you have that tattoo between your shoulder blades?" The tattoo of a tree covered in blossoms and surrounded by a tribal styled border taunted me. It was so much like my own snow covered tree, and Lana's fruit laden one. Harley's eyes darted around the room, obviously looking for an easy escape. "Answer me, dammit!" I heard myself shout, gripping her upper arms with my hands. "Why do you have a similar tattoo to mine? Why do you have one like the one I'd presume April would have?"

“You got another tattoo??” Em didn’t like the way he said it. Quinn was covered in tattoos. He had a huge wolf on his shoulder, several arrows and symbols all over his arms and chest and neck. He had a huge tattoo on his back that reminded her of their town. It was a lake and a mountain surrounded by trees. She thought it was beautiful, even though she had never seen it up close.

They feel threatened enough to hire assassins and put millions of dollars on our heads, which has been ultimately fruitless. Until now. “That tattoo on the back of your neck is a dead giveaway to your true identity, rogue.” She kept her voice low but the venom in her words cannot be mistaken. My body stiffened. She was right. All elite warriors of the Black Moon Pack are given the same tattoo mark, but we were given freedom to choose where it’s going to be. I had it tattooed on the back of my neck, while Pixie had hers above her left breast. “Talk.” She growled, pressing the tip directly onto my forehead, making my wolf perk up in full alert.

Leon is a man who is the head of an organization specializing in assassination and "Boss! Calm down, I have a tattoo on my arm. This is the symbol of the BT organization and we are allies, we are not enemies, please listen to me." Finn raised his tattooed arm in front of Leon. This tattoo is the design of their organization. Only people from the same organization have tattoos like this. This is also the symbol of the BT organization. The tattoo on Finn's arm is very intricately designed, it is a dragon head. This is the identity of the organization. Leon saw the tattoo on Finn's arm, his head hurt again, and the pain suddenly came so that Leon could not do anything. He staggered for a hold.

The smooth velvety warm caramel skin clung to seductive massive curves of muscle, trailing up to broad full shoulders Outlined in what appeared to be intricate golden tattoo ink in hieroglyphic patterns some I recognized like the Ankh the Egyptian representation of life on his rose gold armored gauntlets, others were completely unrecognizable to me with their intricate curves. My eyes slowly traced his tattoos the odd tribal patterns leading from his wrist up to his forearm up his biceps disappearing beneath his armor. Each new glimpse of his body sending my pulse through the roof. I could barely breathe with the way he was holding me so close to his chest. As I looked up at the face of my r

Xavier cursed. "Just like us, they shared the same symbol to their family. Their emblem is a certain wildflower, Achillea millefolium, or Yarrow. The tattoos are printed against the skin on their nape. It's too small to be even noticed," Zeus explained. Xavier's brows furrowed as he looked closely into the picture. "A month ago in L.A when I was on my honeymoon, I received this strange message," he admitted. "What did it say?"

“There are symbols that have been used for centuries to prevent possession.” “So you can tattoo my body and in return, Adron cannot possess me?” I clarified. “Correct.” “Can anyone tattoo these or only you?” “Anyone can tattoo it, but it has to be done with a certain ink.” “What’s in the ink?” I was more of less questioning her to see if she knew what she was talking about. If she would have come sooner, Jet wouldn’t be fighting for his life right now. “Different herbs and spices but hard metals like platinum, hafnium and thallium.”

Esmeray held her forearm up, examining the intricate tattoo that adorned her skin. The tattoo depicted a majestic wolf, its eyes fierce and determined, surrounded by swirling patterns that seemed to dance with a life of their own. The lines were bold and precise, giving the impression of strength and resilience. “This tattoo is so unique,” Esmeray remarked, tracing her fingers over the contours of the design. “I’ve always felt a connection to it, but I never knew why.”

I laughed at what he said. “That's for lying to me. It's good for you," I said laughing. Harold is very flirtatious. "Yeah and I'm so sorry for what I did." Instead of answering him, I just hugged him. "I'm confused about your tattoo, when I first saw you, his design was two moons but when I saw it when we got wet in the rain, it's YinYang." I told him. "My tattoo is just a YinYang design. You probably misunderstood it because of its tail shaped like a half moon. The idea came from you actually, when we met in the plaza once." I frowned at what he said. when?

Until a tattoo began to appear from the palm of Kylie's right hand to the extent of her arm right on there right now. A tattoo shaped like a long striped constellation with blackish red color on there. Not only that, the moon tattoo which is a sign that Kylie and Arther are a mate is right now even starting to look like a change on there. The shape of the tattoo has changed to be a little bigger, and almost fills the upper chest on Kylie's body. Something that had never even happened to the werewolves and their mates that were anywhere in the Blake Light Pack right on there about right now. “AAARRRGGGHHHHH!!!!!!”