Helluva Boss Tattoo Ideas Novels & Stories

V GOD! His chest is a-fucking-mazing! I won't be mad if he never wears another shirt. GASPS! O.M.G! Did he really..? "You got my name tattooed on you?!" I excitedly shriek. He has 'MY KEYA' tattooed on his abs in Old English font. Curved kinda like how Tupac has 'Thug Life' tattooed on his abs! Wow he must be really crazy about me! I am starting to fall for this guy, hard!

My eyes caught this identical scorpion tattoo on their necks which resembles a gang tattoo. “Who is your boss?” I tried to conceal my fear. “You're going to find out later.” He refused to let me know who was behind it. “What is your boss trying to do to me? Are you sure you are taking the right person? I'm Elsie Miller, I've got nothing to do with your boss."

“Well then I’m going to get a big ass neck tattoo!” He immediately started choking on his bite of lobster and had to spit it into his napkin. “What?!” “Yeah. I was thinking of getting an owl right here,” I told him, touching the base of my neck. “The eyes would be right here, and the wings would go over my breasts. It would have a shackle around its leg with the ball being my belly button. What do you think? Pretty awesome, right?” He downed another glass of wine. “Y-yeah. Pretty awesome.”

I said as he took the bowl before wolfing it down. “Woah there tiger,” I giggled as he set the bowl aside, “Where do you want this tattoo?” He asked as I bite my lip, “On my back,” I replied as he raised his eyebrows, “Okay, and what have you decided on getting?” He asked, causing a smile to appear on my lips, “I was thinking of getting a blossom branch with the word rebirth in Chinese on my side,” I explained causing his eyebrows to raise once again.

I hope you find what you are looking for. I stared down at the bottom of the page and found a drawing of flames and inside the flames was a cauldron that had the letter H written on it.It was a peculiar tattoo. One that I had never seen before.It would be easy to find HELL if this was some TV show but if Hell was smart, he’d have taken off the tattoo by now. That would be the smart thing to do. A man that wanted to hide would not be stupid enough to leave out any clue that could be used to find him.“All we have to do is look for a man with similar tattoos. Right?” Olivia looked up at me in question.“I don’t think it would be that easy. Hell wouldn’t be stupid enough to still have that tattoo

Ben asked again, "Who is your boss?" Hill laughed, "Our boss is, of course, the 'Big boss' who controls this territory. He has a nickname in the underworld. Seeing how well you are doing, Brother, you should know, right?" The corner of Ben's eyebrow raised. He gave a signal to his bodyguard, who understood, grabbed Hill's arm, and pulled up his sleeve, revealing a crow-colored tattoo resembling wind-filled sails. I didn't feel anything about this tattoo. It was merely a guess that it should be the emblem of some organization.

He's shirtless, looking so hot with the dark tattoos and thick muscles as he licked his wet lips. His nose stud stood s*xily on his nose. Of all the tattoos on his body, the most significant one is one of a large snake, sitting on his chest with the stem of a poisonous flower in it's widely open mouth. He looked down at Jezebel who's still lying in bed, waiting for the next shit, then he began unbolting his belt, ready to pull out his meat. Jezebel smiled largely, ready to have him hard again. She's the gang b**ch, the only lady who never gets tired of the boss's d**k.

He say but I'm to focused on his tattooed body to care about anything he says right now. My fingers trace the inked skin. He has a huge tattoo of Kali, the goddess of destruction, on his front. Different designs litter his skin but my favourite has to be the flower on his neck. It is the only tattoo that has colour out of them all on his front. He has his nipples pierced and I never thought I would say this but it looks really sexy.

I looked from his inked chest, the tattoos on his chest, Caramel was written on his right arm, Roseanna - Momma was written on his other arm. A large Phoenix laid on his chest, I bit my lips harder as I stare at his lower region, Fuck, I think, no, I know I'm gonna die when he ever - fuck - that thing in me, It's fucking huge, Fuck, how on Earth?. . . I don't even know what to think. I walked around him to his back --- partly because I was dying to see his naked fine ass ---, On his back laid. . .nature, there's no other word to describe it other than Nature.

“is just for fun.” Heat climbed up my neck. “And what’s the fun one supposed to mean?” “You’d have to find out for yourself.” His voice dipped low again, and I swore my heart skipped. One of his friends Ryan grin leaned in then, resting an elbow on the table. “You’re not the only one with ink worth showing off,” he said, tugging up his own sleeve. The tattoo was intricate, swirling with roses and blades, like beauty tangled with danger. The other two joined in, each showing me their designs a phoenix across one’s back that peeked over his collar, a serpent winding down another’s arm in precise, dangerous curves.