Hiei Black Dragon Tattoo นิยาย & เรื่องราว

He’s not judgmental, which is very high quality in my opinion. The terrace door is open, I step outside and spot someone sitting on a small table. I recognize the Black Tiger in his all-leather outfit. He’s peacefully smoking his cigarette while his eyes are resting on the moonlight and his mind travelling elsewhere. I hesitate to move closer at first, but I don’t have any reason to fear him. It’s not like the building belongs to him.

"You are?" He pulls up his jacket sleeve to reveal a Dragon tattoo. "The names Cain." I turn to him. He looks Dragon. Tattooed in weird rune like ink. Black hair shaved high and massive. I walk to him slowly. I pull out my phone. "One touch and I have the Unit down on this place faster than you can run." I point my phone at him. "You fuck with me, and the Unit will carry your body out in pieces." "I'm Ex-dragon dude. Your threats don't scare me." He tips his beer back. "You want Alexi or what?"

Hao stared at me, "Liam, he must be the Dragon. Anyways, I think the same that he is the spirit. I recognized Lin's scent, the same way I can recognize yours because his birthmark was on the Rose like yours. But still, you can't think of him as the white mate. I am not saying that he is the black mate but the thing that worries me regarding him is that his mark on the Rose was Black. Now, everything depends on your choice." Lin, he can't be someone evil. He is the person that I began to trust a lot. I depend on him a lot. If he is evil then I don't have the strength to defeat him. I looked at Hao, "Hao, Lin belongs to the light Magical Beasts while Liam has the dark powers." Hao got deep in

Elder Neil said and smiled at him. “Can you tell us how old you are?” “Five,” Wynter replied. “And how did you merge with your dragon?” “He fell from the sky, he chased me and then he jumped into me,” Wynter said. “Without ceremony and not in the dragon realm?” “Huh?” Wynter said. “Did someone make the dragon mark on your back?” Wynter rarely wore a shirt and especially never on the island. His dragon was on display for all to see and I gave the Elders a look as they asked him that question.

Tahr She'll return soon. She is mine and will not be able to stay away. Plus she has nowhere to go. I will give her this time of adjustment because I need time to think too. I'm still in shock that she transcended. Even more so that she's yellow. It makes no sense. She should be silver like me-majestic silver to represent the royal silver dragons. Bastian's mate is red and Laryn's is blue-end of story. Or it should be. My mate is yellow.

He went down to his knees and he kept screaming as I looked at him. “Don’t,” a voice hissed at me as I took a step forward. Chase stopped screaming and took a few deep breaths and then he stood up and I saw the dragon tattoo covering his back. It was a shade lighter than Lucas’s dragon and I felt immensely proud of him.

"I am not sure yet. I just heard some ladies at the club talking about it. However, what if it's just another mob called Black Wolves, you don't even know what the killer looks like?" "I may not have seen his face, but he has a black wolf tattoo. A tattoo of a wolf was clearly drawn on his arm, and the word BLACK was boldly drawn in it, signifying black wolves. I am sure every clan member must have a tattoo like that, just like we all in the Adrenaline mob, who have dragon tattoos".

It's four in the evening before I find the energy to get ready for work. I put on a black and violet leather and lace corset. The pearl colored eyes of my dragon tattoo peaks out at my shoulders. The tattoo wraps around my body hiding all of my scars. I slip on a pair of black leather pants. To complete my outfit I put on a pair of black four inch heeled boots. The heel is in the shape of a chrome pistol. With the flick of my wrist my long curly raven locks are straight and hangs down to my ass. I put on some mascara and harlot red lipstick. Now I'm ready for work.

He began to move closer to one of my men. "Are you a member of the Black Moon?" He asked looking at him from his head, down to his toe. "Black Dragon!" He shouted the moment he saw the sign on his belt. I could see fear in his eyes, his laugh suddenly turned to a frown.

He sat back up to admire her perfectly sculpted body. Everything about her was mesmerising and enticing, from her long slender legs to the deep curve of her waist, up to her perfectly rounded breasts, his eyes drifted to her dragon mark again, it was truly breath-taking, his eyes then wandered to her Dhampir markings only, she had an extra symbol? He didn’t allow chance for the questions to linger in his head as he looked up at her beautiful, delicate face and looked into her enchanting purple and blue eyes and saw the same hunger there.