Jamie Foxx Head Tattoo Removed Novels & Stories

My hand connected on the top of her towel that she held tightly to her chest and I pulled it away. ""This fucking is." I said before I clash my lips on hers. **** Ashley’s POV Once the pain subsided, I decided to take a long bath. I carefully unwrapped the bandage and looked at the tattoo through the mirror. I frown at such a strange tattoo. It's just the letters XXX and nothing more. I have seen it on Jo’s and Denver hans but they both have a skull on top of the letters. I am grateful that I didn't draw the skull though.

OMG I forgot to mention his name, Jamie. Two Weeks Later Jamie finally saw the tattoo on my shoulder, he was shocked and said, ‘Wow, what does that mean?’ I translated it for him and he replied. ‘You are truly a real vegetarian, aren’t you.’ That’s when I started doubting him. He had avoided eating at school and when I asked him about it he would say something like, ‘I eat huge meals after school. It is a part of my special scheduling for everything.’ I should have realized then. But I was blinded by his Justin Bieber smile. Everyone has a weakness. Mine comes in the form of a perfect hairstyle and eyes so deep I wanted to dive into them.

She mimicked zipping her lips closed. “We started playing pool and drinking vodka. I don’t remember when we started changing up the wagers. All I know was the younger O’Donnell was arrested for peeing on a tourist, and I woke up with this tattoo. I lost all of my extra money to the brothers and can’t afford to tattoo something over it. Now I’m stuck wearing long sleeve shirts until I can get this covered. “ Kim howled with laughter, causing Freddy’s lips to twitch. “It’s not that funny,” he said.

He was well muscled, tan from the sun, and she traced a finger down the center of his abdomen. That was when Joy realized he had a small tattoo on his left pectoral. Squinting, she saw that the black blob was actually a…rose? “Mr. Proper has a tattoo?” She traced the ink, looking up at him. “Who would’ve thought?” “It was a long time ago. When I was dumb and young.” “Well, now you gotta tell me about it.” He took her hand away from the tattoo, and, in one swift movement, pulled her tank top over her head. “Later.”

Joshua had a different type of tattoo, also mafia but chose to be unique, the same as his dad. Everyone would know whom Joshua is after getting this tattoo. When Joshua opened the gate, exited his premises, and walked to his Land Cruser, a gang called the mongrels, six guys with MG on their foreheads and tattoos all over their faces, approached him. Some of them were rapist who was in and out the prison. They knew his dad was out of town, and his friends were not around. They decided to take a chance and try to Rob him. But they never realized that the apple did not fall far from the tree.

“You’re insane.” “Probably.” His eyes held mine, a desperate, unwavering plea. “Please, Victoria. Vicki. Let it be yours. Let it be true.” He applied pressure, forcing the point of the blade against the ‘B’. I felt the resistance of skin, then the give. A bead of blood welled. A sound escaped him, half-gasp, half-sob. He moved our hands, dragging the blade through the tattoo, a brutal, jagged excision. It was not a neat removal. It was a mutilation. Blood streamed down his chest, over his abdomen, staining his trousers.

Light and careful, like it might vanish if I touch it too hard. What kind of love do you call this? What kind of love has you making the bold decision of engraving a permanent crest into your skin, just to uproot your finger after? There are alternatives to taking out a tattoo. Laser tattoo removal. I heard they aren’t exactly pocket friendly, but when has money ever been a problem for Anthony? Something tells me money wasn’t the issue. All he wanted to do was to forget, and if cutting a part of him would be the solution, that was what he would go for.

Not making much progress with that really. Trey nudged her when he sauntered past her. Making sure he had her attention, no doubt. He collected at towel from the edge of the hot tub and began to rub it over his skin. Now was that really necessary? He turned and she caught a glimpse of his perfect ass. Well, perfect except for the ridiculous tattoo that decorated one cheek. A unicorn, rainbow, and calico kitten had no business on the man’s ass. It was a travesty. At her startled inrush of breath, Dare burst out laughing. “You really need to have that thing removed, bro,” Dare said.

CJ said as he pulled her sister hand forth "What are you doing?? Jasmine asked looking confused Just then CJ drew three little star on her left wrist "Hey stop, let me take a look at that " she said as she looked at what CJ was holding.."I don't want a permanent tattoo " Jasmine yelled and CJ was Astonished "This one is permanent?? But what of the you use on your right wrist " "That one is temporary dummy, what am I going to do now?? The tattoo is not even equal and it looks ugly and what is with the dot here?? Jasmine frowned

My hand twitched toward my dick before I even realized it. But she saw it. Her gaze followed the movement, and that same faint smile returned. “It’s gone,” she said quietly. My breath caught. “What?” “The tattoo,” she said. “I removed it.” I froze. “You… what?” “It wasn’t something anyone should have to carry,” she said, her tone almost soft. “I took care of it while you were still under. It was a long, painful procedure, good thing you were unconscious.” I didn’t know what to say. Relief and shame collided inside me until I couldn’t tell which was stronger.