Itachi's Eyes Tattoo Novels & Stories

Dabbing over the wound of the Ryuu made the guy clutch his hand into a tight fist hissing and bitting over the cloth on his mouth. The heart tattoo on his wrist with the wings on it in the middle has the initial of R and K. With the arrow bottom going in and out of the heart. "He was the sinner not like you must be worst than you" Takeshi mumbles applying the cream carefully over the corner, placing the cotton over it at the end warping the white bandage around his wound. Ryuu turns his gaze at the boy who has his head bending down rolling the bandage on his wrist. He really can't say or make out what he is really saying as the voice starts to go far and far in the distance.

And then I noticed a snake tattoo, elegantly etched onto his body. He got tattoos? Lucian isn’t a fan of tattoos. The black snake tattoo on his shoulder was truly a work of art. The texture of the snake's skin seemed to leap off his shoulder, giving it a lifelike appearance. The snake's eyes were particularly captivating, as they were jet black and seemed to stare right into your soul. Its gaze was intense and piercing, adding to the overall power and presence of the tattoo. Moving down his arm, another striking tattoo caught my eye. A beautiful rose adorned his skin, with delicate petals and intricate shading. The colours used were a mix of vibrant reds and soft pinks, giving the rose a lif

I couldn't give any attention to it earlier with all the things running in my head. At my nod, a chuckle left him. The tattoo was round in shape with lots of suns wrapped in with tiny fiery snakes. Some designs were engraved around them that I couldn't decipher. But the weird combination of sun and snakes didn't catch my attention. The foreign alphabets written in the center in reddish ink did. "What does it say?" I asked, tracing the alphabets. Silence. Not getting any answer, when I looked up, breath caught in my throat. Those dark icy blue eyes were set on me. The intensity in them made my heart beat faster.

“The one I cut on the back?” I blinked at her. “You mean the little asswipe with the shitty tattoo who wanted to fuck up my pretty face with his brass knuckles? Yeah, I’m fairly positive I don’t care if he’s okay. But from the way he lit out of there like his tail was on fire, I’d say he’s just fine.” “It wasn’t a shitty tattoo,” she mumbled. “It was the eye of Horus. Some thought it was a symbol to ward off evil, but it’s actually supposed to symbolize healing.”

“Getting tattoos? What the fuck Crinka? I don’t even like them needles” “He’s right about that”, Thane agreed. “Eloive hate needles”. “Then how did you get the tattoos?”, I ask him. “What tattoos?”, Thane asks. “Can’t you see it? The tattoos on Eloive’s left arm”. Eloive checked his arm. “Can’t see shit”. Thane checked as well. “Me too. Can’t see anything”. “But..but..they are so many! How can you not see them?” “I don’t know. Maybe ‘cause we’re not crazy like you”, Eloive replied.

He whispered back. He smiled again, and my hand flew to my eye again. Thentos took one of the young elves' shields and held in front of my face. I could see the light blue, silver tattoo that started at the corner of my right eye and swirled down in a beautiful, intricate design. It looked like a vine crawling out of my eye down to my cheekbone and the other half over my eye towards the corner of my eyebrow. I removed the crown and placed it around my neck instead, like a choker.

Cutting my eye contact with him I turned to unbutton his shirt, but he suddenly gripped me by my jaw and forced me to look at his eyes," You have beautiful eyes...So intoxicating...Urges me to immerse in them," I felt an unnecessary blush coercing its way to my cheek, I felt tantalized by his word. My stomach fluttered as the same unfamiliar sensation returned to the pit of my core. Shoving my thoughts aside, I benevolently freed myself out of his grip, then began to unbutton his shirt. I then again struggled to get him out of his shirt. After that, he was lying before me shirtless, blabbering something to himself looking at the ceiling. He has a black and grey tattoo with elements of snake,

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.

But on contrary, I scream as hard as I can towards his face yet, even so, his smug face never fades," IN. YOUR. DREAMS FUCKER !" He sigh and said, "Ohh Lily... dear sweet Lily...Dreams can come true you know. How bout this, let me give you a tint of hint hmm? remember the black mask man? Remember seeing a tattoo on his neck? Yes. As exactly as you see, a blazing sun tattoo. Here on my neck." I was shocked. I felt like time stops and the only thing I can hear is my heart beating and a ringing voice. I felt like the world crumble before me as I don't realize that a tear had betrayed me.

My eyes widened as I took him in, quickly concluding that he wasn’t remotely trainer material. I stared at him, wide-eyed, and when his eyes met mine, I quickly looked away. He had dark brown eyes and a deep pink scar across his face, like a sword had slashed him. He was clad in a black sleeveless vest, dark jeans, and an expression. The fact that he is named after a dead person should’ve been enough to raise red flags. But there were the tattoos. Sure, Adrian and Romano had tattoos, but this guy? He was covered head to toe in black ink, like he’d lost a bet with a tattoo gun.