Hunter X Hunter Kurapika Tattoo Novels & Stories

That night, Henry finally let go of all restraint. The room lay in shadow, and he pressed me against the floor-to-ceiling window, the lights of Riverton flickering like stars beyond the glass. “Claire…” “Yes?” “I want to get another tattoo.” “Where?” He gripped my hand and pressed it to his lower back, mirroring the spot that corresponded to mine. There, with each of his breaths, a faint outline of a feral totem emerged. “I want to tattoo your image. I want to carve you into my bones forever.”

--- **Story 6: Cursed Ink** **Chapter 1** Aria Vale had always loved tattoos. At twenty-seven, her body was already a canvas — delicate floral pieces on her ribs, a fierce serpent wrapping her left thigh, and a small crescent moon behind her ear. Each one told a story. Each one made her feel powerful. But the new shop she found tucked away in the old district promised something different. The artist was an older woman with sharp eyes and ink-stained fingers. “These aren’t ordinary tattoos,” she warned as Aria flipped through the strange, hypnotic designs. “They carry… energy. Make sure you really want them.”

His finger strokes down my neck and over the tattoo. “So, why this?” Jax’s words are whispered into my ear. “That night of the hunt, I mentioned that it was a pity it wouldn’t scar. I liked the idea of having something permanent on me to show I belonged to you. Then I remembered the bite and thought that would be perfect.” It was perfect at that moment. “And the symbol?” I smile. “If you look close enough, it’s the letters D, B, J, and C combined.” I feel him shift, and he exhales heavily.

After the near rape incident the first few months I was there, we had the tattoos done on our left arm to signify we were all one, part of the same group. A sigil of each pack combined into one tattoo. A wolf’s head with long fangs for Venom Fang, the crescent moon above its head for Crescent Moon Lucius’s pack, The forest behind it for the Black Forest pack that Johnny comes from, a red river at the bottom for Dex’s pack the Blood River Pack and the night sky, for the Dark Night Pack where Brent is from. They all have the same one. Heading out into the living room, I see them all sitting around chatting and laughing when they all look at me.

she said, turning to look at him with a smile. Marcus stepped into the tub, and Zyra’s eyes were immediately drawn to the tattoo on his back. It was intricate and fearsome, depicting a cursed demon lycan, with dark, swirling patterns that seemed to pulse with a life of their own. She felt an inexplicable pull towards it and reached out, trailing her fingers along the lines of the tattoo. Marcus stiffened, surprised by her touch. “You just touched my tattoo?” he asked her and she hummed “Yeah” “You good?” he asked her worriedly

As she unbuttoned his shirt, she noticed the tattoo of a horse on his neck which was mostly concealed by his shirt. "This is one of Christopher Stallion's men," she said. "What?" "Look at him," she said, pointing to the tattoo. "That is impossible," the governor incredulously. "My men are all trusted men." "But he has the tattoo of a horse on his neck. It would interest you to know that Stallion has a similar tattoo, and so does every member of his gang. Do you doubt it? I have a tattoo of a scorpion on my back because I am a Black Scorpion. All the members of the gangs have tattoos on their bodies."

He was afraid that his sharp fangs would hurt his fragile, delicate mate. Lilly saw that the tattoo was on Declan's chest, right where his beating heart was. It’s as big as Lilly’s palm and looks like a Ylang flower and a crescent moon in a circle, surrounded by lines that look like some tree vines. Meanwhile, Luca got the tattoo on his right, lower stomach, just on his sexy hips. And Finn has it on his right shoulder. The color of it is also different for the three of them. Declan is blue, Luca is white, and Finn is purple.

I embrace Iris, in all my life, I could have never thought she would find her mate, since she always says she doesn’t need one, but looking at her now, smiling and blushing while she shows off her tattoo, I feel immense joy for her. “That’s lovely.” Enrique’s mother says next, she’s dressed in a green night robe that makes her eyes stand out. “You and Tyler both deserve this, you make Tyler so happy.” “I got a panther mark.” Chiara says, blushing. She shows us her mark and we all gush heartily, panthers mark usually involves a sleek, agile seductive couple. “Can someone please talk about Irene’s mark? We haven’t heard anything about it yet and it’s eating me.” Naya says and everyone’s eyes t

Fur as pure as the driven snow enveloped her frame, her gray eyes, speckled with gold, gleaming with a fierce intelligence that belied her lupine nature. Kane, his heart a tumult of emotions, beheld the spectacle before him with a mixture of awe and trepidation. The sight of Luculle's transformation, though familiar, never failed to evoke a sense of wonder tinged with a primal fear of the unknown. His mate would be highly sought after. He had a battle on his hands. Yet amidst the chaos of her shifting form, a sudden glimmer caught his eye—a tattoo, emblazoned upon her shoulder and cascading down her back like a fragment torn from a gigantic pizza. The single slice of a pizza was buttered wit

Until a tattoo began to appear from the palm of Kylie's right hand to the extent of her arm right on there right now. A tattoo shaped like a long striped constellation with blackish red color on there. Not only that, the moon tattoo which is a sign that Kylie and Arther are a mate is right now even starting to look like a change on there. The shape of the tattoo has changed to be a little bigger, and almost fills the upper chest on Kylie's body. Something that had never even happened to the werewolves and their mates that were anywhere in the Blake Light Pack right on there about right now. “AAARRRGGGHHHHH!!!!!!”