Haunting Adeline Tattoo Novels & Stories

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.

I stood close, unable to make myself sit while Ada worked, watching her trace slow, careful patterns of that same faintly glowing powder across Lena's small body, her eyes narrowed in concentration as she searched for anything else that might be hidden beneath the surface. The minutes stretched unbearably long. Kael stood beside me, his hand finding the small of my back, steady despite everything, and I leaned into that steadiness because it was the only thing keeping me upright. "There," Ada said finally, her voice going tight. My heart stopped. She was pointing, not at Lena's arm this time, but at the small crescent birthmark just below her collarbone, the one I'd traced and memorized in t

Adam's tattoo was a design of a one-winged butterfly. "It's a reminder of something important to me," Adam said. "Something that I carry with me every day. A reminder of the struggles that I had to face in my life.” Adam's black eyes shone at her, as Althea felt him draw nearer to her. She didn't move an inch and kept looking at him. Althea's fingers traced the lines of the tattoo, and she felt a strange sense of connection to it, as if she could understand the meaning behind it just by touching it.

He now stood half-naked in front of her; his taut, broad chest and abs and his tattoos on his chest stretching to his arm were so captivating she couldn't look away. Observing him closely, she noticed the small diamond stud earring he was wearing. Damn. Anna had always loved men with tattoos. There was this small black and red tattoo she noticed on Adrian, below his six-pack, and she had been tempted to trace her finger over it the times they had sex, but Adrian always stopped her. Looking at the tattoos now, she wanted so much to trace them, but… ‘What the hell? He's Aiden, not Adrian.’ Anna smacked herself mentally, her heart thumping in her chest so loud she was sure Aiden could hear.

she says, voice low and dangerous, “and I will turn your bones to ash before you can scream.” One hunter lunges anyway, raising his axe. Adeline moves faster than I’ve ever seen her move. She slams her palm against his chest. A burst of silver-blue light explodes from her hand and the hunter flies backward as if struck by a battering ram. He crashes through the broken door, landing in a heap outside with a crack. The others freeze. Adeline smiles, but there is no warmth in it.Vines of light crawl up her neck and across her cheek like living tattoos.

It's a purple strapless double head vibrating dildo. I heard Hecate chuckle a little. "I miss seeing you blush my love." Hecate said, then crawled on top of me. Hecate captured my lips into a searing kiss. Then Hecate pulled herself up, kneeling between my parted thighs. I can see her beautiful slender body, my eyes roamed her body. Then as my eyes roamed her body, I can see a tattoo on her ribcage. A tattoo of my name. My name is spelled in Greek.

Fvcking sexy beast, Xayden Adler stood in front of me in the arena in the third round with my blood all over his knuckles. Even through the cloudy haze of my swollen eyes, I couldn’t tear my gaze from the tattoo that circled around the left side of the Alpha’s waist in intricate, d*ck-arousing designs and dip under the wicked band of his low-hanging shorts, curling towards the forbidden nether regions. Call it a gut feeling, but I knew that it was a sensuous tattoo meant for only a pair of eyes belonging to someone very special. A pang of jealousy suddenly hit me out of nowhere. I couldn’t help but bitterly think how many people had got the privilege of seeing it while I fought back my Alpha

EVANGELINE. My gaze snaps back to the tattoo on his torso, realising it’s not just any snake but the symbolic sea serpent of Hades… The symbol of the Night Shade Pack, how did I not realise! I look up at him, grasping onto the fact that I had gone straight from the wolf’s den into the monster’s lair…

Jean murmured, finishing up the piece for me. Ciaran was covered in ink. So was Dargan. Ranging from geometric art to roses and the like. The pain couldn't be that unbearable if they had sat through so many hours. Or had they drank themselves into a stupor as well whilst doing it? Adelia turned to one wall, eyeing a semicolon tattoo. The bottom of it was a butterfly with its wings slightly open. The top was its head, antennae sticking from it. She looked at it this way and that until I stepped closer. Her eyes averted and I knew what she felt. Shame.

Camila's quiet presence beside her, whispering soothing words, was a small mercy. The the night before we got to Hazem displayed an unmistakable shift. According to schedule Adaline waltz out of her tent, goes on her knees with Camila by her side wearing a sorrowful look. I pranced towards the two going on both my knees, holding Adaline's hands. She slowly traced my hands back to me and begin tearing up.