Hunter X Hunter Chrollo Tattoo Novels & Stories

That every wish of mine would be fulfilled with him by my side. Laying down on my pillow without feeling any pain, I fell in a deep sleep. The very deep sleep that seemed like forever. On waking up, I felt much pain in my back. Something felt like a huge wound on my back, I rushed to the mirror to check what it was that was paining me so much. To find out, it was a bat tattoo. I didn't cry instead I felt so happy.

Xander snarls, rejecting her explanation, too angry to see beyond it. “The Order of Three, but those that know about it call it the order.” She unzips her jacket, and her friends match her movements, moving in unison. Together, they pull their collar away from their necks, revealing a tattoo where a mate mark should sit. A triple moon is etched into the skin with black ink. The center moon has a key and arrow crossed with a paw sitting in the center, holding the components in place.

The yes we did some intense make out session and I will smirk kind of look. "You got a tattoo."I gaped, my eyes in his muscular biceps that now have inked with a tattoo. It was a wolf; a dangerous looking one. The ears that looked alert, eyes that look so dark and dangerous. Its two sharp teeth coming out from its snarling mouth. The artist put quite a work on the wolf neck. The dripping water coming out from his mouth can be seen clearly because of how good that artist did it. "Yeah."I looked at Chase who is watching sideways at his arm before looking at me.

‘Let’s find out’ I whisper back, as if he would hear me. Glancing back at the towering, tall muscular man, I notice the chains around his neck and the symbol on the longest chain. That insignia seems familiar, a shield with a snake. I realise his chest tattoo also has a huge snake in it and there’s also a snake on his neck where his mate mark would sit. Were these wolves responsible for that attack? That would make sense… “How about you start fucking speaking? Who are you?” He growls as he spins the blade and points the edge at me.

He put the boxers back in his closest. He walked back. His all tattoos were visible. The first time his upper half was revealing the one tattoo that was stretched along his neck. The ink on his neck was a snake circling his neck like a permanent choker, the pattern looked like a compressed font of Devil with its scary fangs looking like they are permanently feeding on his blood. He also has many tattoos on his arm making a sleeve like an illusion on his right arm and also covering a little part of his chest.

The poor woman has dark circles under her eyes, her cheeks hollow and her overall complexion is alarmingly pale. Most noticeable is the intricate floral tattoo that snaked down her right arm to the wrist and the one inked onto her shoulder blade: a raven with red feathers and an arrow in its beak. It feels strange seeing the design on someone else. It’s cleaner, the linework neater than it used to be, but its purpose is still the same. She’s a part of Chet’s crew. Penelope runs into the room with the first aid kit. I rip into it and get to work, cleaning up the worst of her wounds before applying bandages.

"I'll be enjoying every moment of it." My cheeks are steaming red and glancing over at Galina, she is also blushing with her gaze downcast. She proffers me her hand and I wordlessly take it as I'm burning with fury inside over the dastard. My eyes catch sight of the tattoo on his muscled upper arm. The black ink of the Christian Cross encircled by a fierce Dragon, made a dramatic striking contrast against his fair skin. Some girls would think it was bad of a guy, however, to me it was bad news about a guy.

“Did they catch the guy?” “No.” “Are you okay?” “I’m fine.” “You’re not fine. You look like you’re about to pass out.” “I didn’t come here for a wellness check,” she snapped, some fire returning to her eyes. “I came for the tattoo.” I blinked. “What?” “The bird. Breaking free from chains. I want it.” “Chloe…” “You said to come back when I was ready. I’m ready.” I looked at her—really looked. The bruises, the bandage, the desperate determination in her eyes.

When we entered the bathroom, he set me on the counter before going over to the tub and turning on the facets. He loaded the bathtub up with salts, sweet smelling oils, and bubble bath. I watched him the whole time he worked, admiring his firm ass and broad shoulders. The Goddess sure took her time when she made Xander. I noticed a large tattoo across his back, another picture of the forest but with more wolves, all howling at the crescent moon above. It must be to honor his role as Alpha of the Crescent Moon pack.

Aurora changed into some light clothes, a sweater, and some shorts before grabbing her duffel and leaving the locker room. While she was doing research she came across the fact that each member had to get a tattoo of the group's symbol. This note was dated 2006 so she was not sure if they still did it. But it also said that it was to be hidden so even if it was recent she would not be able to look for it without coming off as weird so her next best option was to ask Chelly. She found him standing behind the crowd. He had a clipboard in his hand with some papers, a pen and there was money attached to it. He would glance up at the current fight and then write something down.