Itachi Tattoo Crow Novels & Stories

My eyes caught the Jaguar tattoo on his back as he turned to pick up his machete. Jaguar tattoo means only one thing, the Bratva has different gangs and they have symbols to differentiate themselves, if it were a Volk then it would be a Black Mamba but if it's a Jaguar that means it's... How? Did he know I was coming? There was another loud creak indicating that someone was coming, I swallowed a hard lump in my throat as I watched like an idiot as three men walked in. Now I see it, they all have those Russian features, including the machete guy.

The revelation about the masked man having a dragon tattoo had struck a chord within him, sending his thoughts spiraling. A surge of memories flooded his mind, memories he had tried to bury deep within his consciousness. The image of a fierce dragon tattoo, its intricate design etched upon a powerful Lycan King's arm, resurfaced in his thoughts. Xander knew all too well the significance of such a mark. It was a symbol of authority, a mark reserved for those who held immense power within the Lycan community.

For the most part, the packs got along but there was still always a sense of authority that was tested. “Don’t worry, I’ll make sure you look good. Can’t be representing our pack badly.” Jacob was getting our Crest tattooed on his chest. It was the head of a wolf with its teeth showing and blue blood dripping from the fangs. Kind of spot on for whoever designed it but whatever.

But Kuro hugs her tightly instead, "If I am selfish and greedy, I don't want you to leave. I want you to stay, but you have a better life with them, and a bright future. Nevertheless, those kids agree with me too." Suddenly, an identical twin, male and female named Yuuto and Yuira 9 years old kids, appeared. Kuro offered his hand to Mizu to stand up. The twin then put her a necklace and bracelets made with full of flowers on it. "We love you Mizu" and hug her tightly. Then Akito with the same age as the twin, the most intelligent among the kids in terms of strategy and planning when hunting or stealing, put her a crown of flowers. "The most beautiful and strong woman I know."

I took a close look at it before my eyes slightly widened. A snake wrapped around a sword and a skull tattoo. The sword was into the skull and the snake was coming out from the skull's eyes, mouth and other holes on it's face. It wasn't big but any person who is or was, in my case, involved in the underworld knew what this tattoo mean The Italian Mafia. Ace was part of the Italian mafia. A C E I stared at Ivy who had her eyes fixed on the tattoo on my wrist which represented the Italian mafia. Her eyes were wide opened and her lips were slightly parted. She hadn't realized that I was staring at her, she was too concentrated on the tattoo.

"All the brigadiers and lieutenants have arrived, Pakhan. They all are waiting for you. As per your order, the official tattoo artist is here too." Aleksandr nodded while Aria frowned at the information. "Tattoo artist?" She asked her husband. "Yes, if you had been my wife only, there would have been no need for a tattoo but you want to be a power partner. It means you are officially joining Bratva. This tattoo is going to be your crown, Aria. This is your last chance, if you want to back out do it now, because the tattoo is sacred. You have to wear it whole your life like a religious sign "

“Do you remember when I said the bloodied crown Anita sent reminded me of something?” He nods. “The crystals it had, Elder Huncho has the tattoo of the same crystals on his neck. I remember seeing it on a rare occasion.”

Esmeray held her forearm up, examining the intricate tattoo that adorned her skin. The tattoo depicted a majestic wolf, its eyes fierce and determined, surrounded by swirling patterns that seemed to dance with a life of their own. The lines were bold and precise, giving the impression of strength and resilience. “This tattoo is so unique,” Esmeray remarked, tracing her fingers over the contours of the design. “I’ve always felt a connection to it, but I never knew why.”

As long as it wouldn't hurt anyone. I got Max's call after a few minutes. Walking away from the men who were mopping the floor, I took the call. “Any news?” “Yes, my alpha. The tattoo belonged to the men of the Scorpion Syndicate. That's their symbol mark. It's of a skull being pierced by an axe and an arrow prodding from its left eye. I can't be wrong about that.” “I see.”

"He said he will arrive by 6:30 with his new toy. Don't worry about her, Lu hates her so much, he just wants to keep her as collateral damage" Alita froze, her lungs seems too cold to breathe as her heart pound faster as if it would explode. She needs to get to Rocco fast but who would she say she saw or what his name is, the only thing she noticed is that he has a tattoo at the back of his palm, in-between his thumb and index finger. A familiar tattoo but with the hint of something extra, it looks like two doves glued together but in different colors. Alita sat restlessly, she kept going to pee as Felicia and another lady she had never seen dressed her for the party. Her straight hair was c