Japanese Trash Polka Tattoo Novels & Stories

The Moon Goddess gave Lois a mission—kill Alpha Erika and end his blood-soaked reign. Lois was born with tattoos that carried the sacred map to the one weapon that could avenge the massacre of the Moonland Pack. Sent by the Moon Goddess herself, she was created for one purpose: To destroy the Alpha who dared to erase the descendants of the divine. But to reach him, she must first get through his son. And his son, King was everything she hated—until he became everything she couldn’t resist. As Lois uses King to get to Erika, she never expects to fall for the monster trapped inside him. Nor does she expect betrayal, exposure… and a child growing within her. Now hunted by her enemies and abandoned by the Goddess who once chose her, Lois must make an impossible choice: Save the man she was sent to kill or plunge the dagger into his heart before he loses control and destroys everything—including her.

Growing up in the elite circle, Mary Collins always thought her life was perfect. She gave her entire heart to Henry Davis, her childhood best friend and fiancé—the man she believed would always protect her. But right at the end of summer, just before college begins, Mary's world crumbles. Her father is framed in an embezzlement scandal and forced to go on the run. All of her family's assets are seized, stripping Mary of her heiress status and turning her into a girl who lost everything in the blink of an eye. Panicked and running out of tears, Mary goes to Henry on her first day of college, desperately hoping he will be her safe haven. Instead of a warm embrace, Mary is slapped with the most brutal betrayal. Right in front of a crowd, Henry tosses her aside just to show off his new girlfriend: Scarlett, the Queen Bee of Kingsley University. At Mary's absolute lowest point, a hand reaches out to her. It doesn't belong to a hero, but to her sworn enemy: Ryder Vance. Ryder is the embodiment of everything Mary hates. He is the arrogant, sharp-tongued, and impenetrable varsity hockey captain. Yet, the Ice King offers her a way out that is simply too tempting to refuse: Be my fake girlfriend, and we'll make that bastard fall on his knees and beg. A revenge pact. It sounds simple enough. But the charade quickly turns into something far more dangerous. Because Ryder Vance was never truly pretending. And from the very beginning... Mary was never just part of a deal.

She was feared as the most dangerous assassin in the entire supernatural kingdoms. The cold-blooded daughter of the Alpha Tyrant of Ironblood, the millennium King of wolves and Lycans. She is of a royal bloodline laced with ancient soul magic and feared for her tattoos. Each ink on her flesh tells of the people she killed. Her father raised her to kill. To obey his every command. But her father wasn't satisfied. He wanted more than power, he wanted immortality to wipe out the gods. And she was his final offering, the final key. So they betrayed her. Slit her throat beneath the Eclipse Moon and tore her skeleton from her skin for the sacrifice. But fate wasn't done with her. She woke one year before her death, and she ran away. Now she hides in the cursed underbelly of the Duskwatch Village, disguised as an ugly hunchback with a new name. Running The Ink Hollow, a shadowy tattoo shop where she draws tattoos on criminals, fae, vampires, witches, mermaids, and those who had run away like her. She is a fugitive with one rule: No love. Until he walks in. The dangerous psychopath King she had killed in her previous life. But she doesn't know he was reborn too. And he's out for her blood..

“Why are you here?” “Trust me, I had no idea this was your house or you were the one needing a nanny” “It’s doesn’t matter who’s child, why are you offering to look after a child with the kind of live you lead?” “You have no right to judge me Mr Howard” “I’m not judging you ….” A club attendant lost her job but had heavy bills to pay so she ended up taking a high paying babysitting job but it turns out her employer is the same man she had a smoking hot sex a few days back. Will he let someone he thinks is a whore baby sit his precious niece thereby creating the chance for there love story or will he sent her away ? Let’s take this ride together lovelies Love you xoxo

At my wedding rehearsal, my fiancé's colleague, Haley Rhodes burst in and tore apart the carefully arranged decor. "Ryan promised he'd marry me!" she shrieked, storming closer, "Who do you think you are?" Without warning, she lunged, grabbing hold of the wedding gown, which was worth a fortune. But she only got so far—she was too heavyset to even squeeze it past her head. I let out a mocking laugh. "Don't tell me you're too big to fit even a plus-size wedding dress?" That really set her off. With grim determination, she forced herself into the gown. But as soon as she did, the delicate fabric tore, leaving absurdly stretched holes across her back and waist. "Too bad the dress is ruined now. But who cares?" she sneered triumphantly. "Ryan loves me. He’ll buy me another wedding gown, anyway." But when the actual wedding began, she got the shock of her life. The groom walking down the aisle wasn’t Ryan at all. It was their boss — Ryan and Haley's boss. Well, I never said this was my wedding.

On Valentine's Day, I set up a candlelit dinner and waited. At 9 PM, my husband, Alfred Johnston, finally texted. [Something came up at work. Don't wait for me.] Then I saw her post. [On a business trip with the CEO for Valentine's Day. Every hotel is fully booked—awkward...] Vivian Bianca, his secretary. Attached was a photo of a guy in a bathrobe, standing by a floor-to-ceiling window. The comments were all 'ooh, CEO's so hot and girl, you're in for a night.' Vivian? Just dropped a smug emoji. So that's what "something came up" meant—a romantic getaway with his secretary. I screenshotted it, posted it on my own feed, and added a smiling emoji. A second later, Alfred called, fuming. "Vivian was joking! Why are you so petty? She's young, not as calculating as you!" I didn't let him finish. "Then let's get a divorce. That way, I won't have to care when you screw around and catch something."

My husband's secretary, Regina Wade, claims she is a lucky charm. She wins every lottery ticket she buys and even wins three bets in a row. In truth, she is just transferring her bad luck onto me. In my previous life, she confidently invites the entire company to gamble, and everyone walks away with huge winnings. Well, everyone except me, as I lose everything. Regina throws money around in the casino, indulging her vanity, while my face rots and my body becomes riddled with illness. She conducts livestreams to auction off her good luck, while I get hit by cars every time I go out and almost die from infection during surgery. When I ask my husband, Jack Burns, to investigate her, he points at me angrily and scolds, "Ariel Nichols, stop blaming your bad luck on Reggie. You are just jealous that she is lucky. With such vicious thoughts, you deserve to get hit!" Three days later, Regina wins a trillion-dollar gamble and gains boundless wealth. I, on the other hand, bleed from inside and die suddenly. Even until my death, I never figure out why I have such terrible luck. When I open my eyes again, I return to the day Regina first claims she is a lucky charm.

When my best friend, Tricia Tate, finds out I have secretly switched my husband's used rubber with her father-in-law's, she has a full-on meltdown right then and there. In my last life. Tricia had been abused by her husband and asked to stay at my place for a while. I felt sorry for her and agreed to let her stay temporarily. But just two weeks later, she unexpectedly found out she was pregnant. I was about to ask her what had happened when her husband suddenly showed up and broke my husband's leg before dragging my whole family into court. In court, Tricia sobbed uncontrollably, accusing my husband, Jayden Lowe, of being a predator and claiming he had assaulted her while she was living with us. She said I didn't just ignore it but helped him carry it out. Jayden and I denied everything in court, but she pulled out an amniocentesis report, proving that the baby was indeed Jayden's. The internet exploded with hate against us, and the court sentenced both of us to prison, ordering us to pay her ten million in emotional damages. In the end, Jayden and I went to jail, while Tricia took that ten million, aborted the baby, and lived happily ever after with her husband. When I open my eyes again, I am back to the very day Tricia came to stay at my house.

‼️‼️Erotica, SUITABLE FOR 18+ Cassia Vale’s marriage is crumbling. After the birth of their daughter, her husband barely looks at her since she's plus sized. His distance feeds her insecurities, leaving her starved for touch. When he can't attend the romantic getaway she planned, Cassia refuses to waste it. She goes with her best friend instead, only to stumble into an underground VR club where fantasies come alive. There, she meets Kael, a scarred stranger who takes her body apart in ways she never dreamed possible. She leaves him behind, believing it’s over and it was just a one time affair. But when she returns home, Kael is waiting. He isn’t just anyone. He is her husband’s estranged billionaire half-brother who has come to take half of the estate left behind by their mother. Cassia is trapped between the safe emptiness of her marriage and the ruinous fire of a man who has vowed to take everything…and makes her legs shake.

I'm a member of a top-secret research unit. As per my superior's request, I am to deliver a file to Celeste Judd, my older sister. The moment I step into my sister's office, an intern, Ethan Irwin, quickly moves to stand in my way. "Are you the new assistant?" He eyes me up and down, finally noticing the document envelope in my hand. Then, he chortles loudly. "It's your first day on the job, and yet you're already trying to suck up to Ms. Judd! Why don't you take a look in the mirror and see how pathetic you are?" Only then do I realize that Ethan has mistaken me as a love rival. But the thing is, Celeste has never told me that she has a boyfriend. I'm about to explain the truth to Ethan when I feel his fist colliding with my face. "I'm the only assistant Ms. Judd needs! You can forget about being her boyfriend!" Ethan yanks me by the hair as he dumps scalding hot water onto my face. "To think that you're already planning on becoming a sugar baby and seducing rich women at such a young age! I'll teach you a lesson on behalf of your parents!" I can only curl into a small ball on the floor. Stubbornly, I use my body to protect the document envelope. My actions infuriate Ethan to no end. He snatches the file away before ripping it into pieces in front of the entire company. He even says fawningly to Celeste, "Ms. Judd, your new assistant sure is a bold one for trying to seduce you! But don't worry, for I've already taught him a lesson!"