Jalen Green Leg Tattoo Novels & Stories

But when the tall, tattooed stranger stepped out of his beat-up truck under the glow of her cruiser lights, something shifted in the air. His name was Jax. Sharp jaw, messy dark hair, piercing green eyes that didn’t look guilty, they looked hungry. The way he leaned against his truck, arms crossed over a tight black t-shirt that showed off his biceps and a broad chest, made her uniform suddenly feel too tight.

My eyes drifted down to his torso, and my breath caught. God must have enlisted his finest artist to carve Killian Knight. The tattoo, a haunting web of thorned vines, began at his right hip and sprawled across his torso. Its black branches reached his heart, with another branch peeking over his left shoulder and spreading down his arm to his elbow. The intricate design, hidden beneath his clothes, was now fully exposed.

Getting this tattoo must have burned like a mother. Zane’s penis lurched out so hard it felt like it was burning too. His hands seemed to find their own way onto Trey’s thighs, stroking the hairy muscles there. He swallowed, more turned on than he knew how to describe. “It’s not complete yet,” Trey said, his voice softened by shyness. “I could only stand to have one color done for the first session. You’ll see the letters more clearly once the green and red are there.” There were letters? Trey’s erection cast a shadow from the light on the end table. Zane pushed his shaft gently to the side so he could see better. He was panting and couldn’t seem to stop. Somehow, he thought Trey would forgi

He pushed my shoulders back to look at my face then I nodded with pursed lip in incertitude. He took off his shirt and lied on the tattoo chair. Cartel came over and adjusted the chair for him to lie flat. "Where do you want it?" he asked. Jason pointed just above his pelvic, around the side of his abdomen. Cartel wiped the area with Alcohol, then adjusted the light to that area and stenciled the design on Jason's skin. He flashed a mirror at it and asked Jason if he liked it. Jason confirmed give him a thumbs up with nod of approval.

And a man in gloves holding a tattoo needle. Jacob spun. “What the hell is this?” Leo stepped in behind him, the door clicking shut. “Every man in my inner circle is marked. You’re married to me now. You don’t get to walk around with a clean canvas.” “You’re branding me?” Leo’s voice dropped. “I’m claiming you.” Jacob took a shaky step back. “That’s psychotic.” “No,” Leo said calmly. “It’s permanent.” The tattoo was small. Simple. A black line through the Greek letter Omega, right below his collarbone, just far enough to hide under a shirt, just close enough to remind him he belonged to a killer.

He exclaims which makes me then look down at my forearm to read my own tattoo which spelt 'family'. The tattoo was something that all of our members had to prove that they were in our gang and that we were a family. Jake had it on his bicep, Jason had it on his shoulder blade, Zack had it on his rib and Nick had it on his collar bone. Dominic got it recently on the back of her ear. Somewhere hard to find but still in her style. It suited her, and it wouldn't risk her identity being found out.

Merigold and Ailee have those girls whipped into shape and they rarely cause any problems now. Two hours from the time Tank started he was wiping off Ailee’s tattoo removing any excess ink. I have been done for thirty minutes and have just been watching. Tank lets us get a good look before he wraps it up. The main part of the gauntlet is done in black with gold buckles that make it look strapped on. The top of the gauntlet had bright green ivy vines running up and down it with white magnolia blossom on them. Ailee says it was her mothers favorite. The trim of the flowers is what I believe is gun metal gray. The color of Ace and Ailee’s eyes. She did that for Ace.

​Chapter 31 ​VAREEN ​I couldn't stop myself. I walked over to Jaydee, and although I saw the surprise on both of their faces, I ignored it. ​"Jaydee!" I called out to him just before he could step onto the stairs. ​"Yesss??" he asked with a smile. ​"T-the tattoo on your right leg..." ​"What about his tattoo?" I heard Jayce ask. ​"It means... Dark Nefarious, right?" I asked.

I wanted this tattoo to represent both parts of him, and that's why I asked Madeline to draw his wolf's eyes blue. I wanted to do something special for Jarek, and what more special could be than to have his wolf as a tattoo on my body? I want to reveal my tattoo when we will take the next step and complete our mate bond. This tattoo will be a symbol of my love and loyalty not only towards him but his wolf as well. Closing my eyes, I think about Jarek tuning out the pain as Madeline starts working on the tattoo. It is not going to be a big tattoo, just a medium-sized one on my nape. But it requires a lot of details, so it will take some time to finish.

Then the black tee. Elena watched, mesmerized. Without the suit or the hoodie, the full extent of his ink was visible. A massive vulture was tattooed across his back, its wings stretching to his shoulders. Scars—some from blades, some from bullets—marred his bronze skin like a map of a violent life. "You're staring again, sweetheart," Julian said, stepping toward her. He looked like a pagan god of war. "I've never seen so much of you," she whispered.