Initial D Tattoo Novels & Stories

But like I’d said, there was something about Jey that just made you want to be the one to impress her. I just wanted to see that smile on her face. I wanted her to be happy. So you know what I’d gone and done? I got the one and only tattoo that would ever be seen on my body, even to this day. What I’d gotten was even one of her choosing. One that had both of our initials crested and visible on my finger. After it was done, she’d laughed. That was the first sign I should have paid more attention to. Or maybe that hadn’t been the first. It had just been the first I took notice of.

I approached their weak-ass leader and pulled him by the collar. "Remember my face and this tattoo you dummy, cause this day forward I will be your master. You and your useless gangmates will be my slave. You understand?" I said, looking hard at him. I grabbed his jaw and took a dagger that I always hid inside my boots. I carved a letter 'V' on his face. It stands for Violet. I tap the wound I made. "Aarrgghh!" He cried out in pain. Oh, my, my. Music to my ears.

Dario POV I woke just after 4 and headed straight to the tattoo shop. As soon as Ada fell asleep, I’d sent a text to the tattoo artist we use. He confirmed I could come in at 5 to get at least the outlines done while the pen was still readable. Marking her skin with my name and my promises was my way of claiming her. It was an urge that came over me when I saw the pens in her laptop bag. I will speak to her about getting my tattoo later. First, I need to get my ring on her finger and the family crest around her neck.

bit, but for me, the pain wasn’t intense. The amount of time it took was annoying but Daniel tried to make the best of it by playing silly games, like ‘I spy with my little eye something that begins with the letter…’ It was a simple game but helped kill time. After what felt like forever, we were done, and the tattoo artist set up mirrors so that I could see the results. It was every bit of what I wanted and more. I loved it! Daniel’s was way smaller than mine and looked so good on his chest, which also looked so damn delicious. Yes, I was shamelessly checking out my friend’s body and hoped he would not notice. But he caught me staring, and I tried turning the moment into a joke and said th

His eyes glistened happily as I showed him the fresh ink on my wrist. "That's so pretty, love." "I know!" I grinned, totally satisfied with the tattoo. "Though, it kinda hurts a little so good luck with yours. Have you chosen a design yet?" "I did but I'm not sure you're gonna like it." "What is it?" "Well," he scratched the back of his head. "Since our names begin with the same letter, I was thinking why don't we just get a cursive font of a tiny letter J at the back of our ears?"

It’s damp and alive — the kind of night that reminds you you’re still breathing, even when it hurts. I light up and sit down hard on the concrete. My shirt’s loose. I push the sleeves up to my elbows. Let the night see me. Let the ink tell its stories. I got my first tattoo when I was fifteen. In the back of someone’s cousin’s garage, with a stolen gun and a bottle of vodka we were too young to drink. It was a knife with wings. Carved down my upper arm. The guy doing it didn’t even ask why. He just grunted and told me to sit still.

Here is the beginning of me, you, and our beloved child Here is the beginning of a new round of great love for you my princess I promise I will never abandon you I promise I will never make you sad I swear that I love you more than anything or anyone in this wide world And that I will keep my little family with love until the day I lose my soul in it Telling you that you are the only ones who fill my eyes, and who make me love the days I live more It's bad to make me so real..too bad. In the end, they realized the reason why tattoos did not appear from the beginning is that they cannot transform.. their tattoos will appear if they are tattooed just like omega wolves

Dexter said and watched Muna frowned. “ What is it ” He asked as he gulped down the remaining drink emptying the cup. “ Wasn't he too young at that age to get tattoo ” Muna said and he chuckled. “ Jayden was young but it was the law of the park for the son of the Alpha to get a tattoo at the age of five. I actually got mine at the age of eight because I was scared of the pain I will feel but while I was undergoing the process it was a little painful and ticklish ”

And a small metal dish filled with a clear liquid. "It's time for the final piece," he said. "The one that goes on your skin forever." I looked at the tattoo gun and then at him. "What are you going to do?" "I'm going to burn the old memory," he said. "And I'm going to replace it with a new one. A real one. Mine." He pointed to the spot on my shoulder, right over the faded scar of my old tattoo. "Right here. I'm going to put my initials. E.V. So everyone knows who you belong to. So you know."

My back hits the bed and his hands rip my jeans off in one swift motion. He pumps his cock while his eyes burn down my body, leaving scorch marks on my skin. His gaze stops abruptly at my left hip, just above my panty line, and he hauls my body closer with a firm hand on my thigh. “April, did you…” His finger runs over the sensitive skin, tracing the letter. The script, matching my initial on him perfectly, but twisted into the shape of an F to match his own initial on me. He doesn’t look up at me, which I’m expecting. Instead his tongue wets his lips, and he presses them into my tattoo.