Hinata Tattoo Novels & Stories

The most appalling part was that there was a massive tattoo etched onto his chest. It was of a sturdily built monkey with its fangs bared and claws brandished. “Hanuman. The people of Thailand believe in the God of Strength, Hanuman.” Juan immediately realized that Thailand’s mana talisman tattoos always had a strong meaning, and the Hanuman tattoo symbolized power. Juan had never believed in the so-called mana talisman tattoos. Even when Waltier brought in the most well-known monk of Thailand to etch the love locker tattoo for him and Mona, Juan was of the opinion that it was an odd superstition.

The unknown young man shouted to the girl. “Stop this, both of you!” Tohya shouted at the same exact moment that the young man did. Yuri can only stare at the young man before noticing the black butterfly tattoo on the side of his neck, and her gaze went down to his left hand where there was a Hati bracelet wound around his wrist with the Roman numeral of two engraved on the silver crescent moon pendant. ‘A Phantom? Then that means…’

She touched her body and retrieved her hand immediately. "Hot right?" Hoots asked. "Yeah, extremely hot." "I don't even know how she is feeling inside." Hoots said, and Nahigra stared at her. Nahigra saw something on her chest. She opened it a little and saw a tattoo and covered it up. "The tattoo." She whispered. Trying to remember where she had seen the tattoo before. "Danika!" She had seen that same tattoo on Danika during a water fight between her and Nicholas in the mid-year. She brought fruits for both of them.

Hanzo nods his head before taking my hand in his then gets up and pulls me to the bathroom. “Thank you, once I rinse the blood off you can take a bath if you would like. I can leave you to relax or help you with your hair and keep you company,” Hanzo drops his blanket and walks into the shower and starts the water. I can’t help my eyes wandering over his back tattoo of a samurai with an orange and red koi fish, waves, and various flowers. His tattoos create a full suit covering his entire torso moving down his butt and the backs of his thighs.

She blinked and met his innocent eyes, waiting patiently for a genuine reply. “To be sincere, it does seem disturbing a little bit, but I think it's also a cool tattoo, why don't you show it off sometime”. She replied with a smile. “Never!” “Is it just on the arm, right?” She asked. “No… I have on my arms then my whole back covered, it's stupid how could I have done that to my skin! It gives people wrong impressions about me in the changing room”. He said in annoyance. Hinata swallowed tightly.

He looked like he'd been stung by an entire hives-worth of bees, and was still waiting for the swelling to go down. And then there was Aaron. He was the same height as Big Jim but looked like a rake beside him, which was crazy. Aaron was broad shouldered, almost three times me across and well defined, though you could never tell just how much until he had his shirt off. His hawk tattoo glistened with the trails of sweat running down his tanned chest, its inked talons raking his shuddering stomach as a feathered wing arched itself over his right shoulder.

Hina ran to Nozomi as soon as she saw a foot step out of the portal. However, Hina stopped in her tracks the moment she took in Nozomi’s appearance. Hina's expression froze, then slowly fell. Yosuke also went on guard. Nozomi frowned. /What’s with their reactions?/ [You look different. It’s like... You’re... Tattooed with lines, from head to toe. Your lips are a lot darker too.] BaoBao sounded just as surprised. /That doesn’t sound nice./ Nozomi thought while she undid her transformation.

I sprang from my bed, adrenaline pumping as I prepared to confront the intruder. My stance quickly relaxed, however, and a frown crossed my face when I saw who it was—Hayes Hawthorne, standing in my room shirtless. My breath caught in my throat. Holy. Fucking. Hell. Every inch of his body was sculpted like a Greek god, with sharp lines and rigid definition. A large tattoo sprawled across his upper chest and onto his left shoulder, dark and bold, forming a series of interconnected shapes that were both intricate and slightly thorny.

Hakyi asked in curiosity. "Hmm." Daeira nodded. "In my dreams you both appeared in that colors." then her eyes went to their tattoos. "I guess I was perceptive to actually guessed it right then. Hakyi the blue hunter with blue tattoos and Osiris the red hunter with red tattoos." she grinned at them and sat at the wet sand. "We appeared in your dreams?" Osiris asked. "Yep. You both scared me shitless." Daeira laughed. "I'm always curious, what those tattoos meant?" she asked them referring their tattoos.

She was shy away and hid her in my chest. I placed her in a hot shower, pressing her back to me and kissed her neck. I was stunned when I opened my eyes. There was an old Italian tribal tattoo on her neck. What is it doing here? It was an arrow design with a crown holding double letter A. It was a symbol of the deity of death.