Juggalo Face Tattoo Novels & Stories

However, both men were covered in tattoos and muscles. Alpha Jace was a natural bleach blonde with freckles. He had such a baby face that he put a snake tattoo across his chest, around his neck and on his cheek. With working out for ten hours a day, he transformed his adolescence appearance to a bodybuilder in months. Jacob and I always wondered if he used any enhancers because of this.

CHAPTER 13: CELEBRATION FIGHT "What I know is the Celebration Fight that was done by the Kanji mafia gang, that they are the leaders, that's why." Hideo said and he was so serious that he could talk about the Kanji that he was talking about here in Japan. "Why do you need a tattoo? Is that a dirt on the body, what kind of tattoo is that?" Gareth asked as Hideo suddenly undressed in front of us and turned away. I see the Kanji symbol, its line is like the sun on his back.

Jem runs a hand through his hair sighing as he watches her go. "Let's get this over with, shall we?" Mr. Rux claps his hands together breaking through the ice of awkwardness surrounding us. He steps up to my right side holding up two tattoo stencils of a howling wolf. One is plain, the outline of a wolf howling at a moon. The other looks the same but with more decorations. There's dotted line work surrounding the wolf and it's standing on shaded ground. It's actually really pretty. If it didn't stand for what it does it's a tattoo I would happily get. "Which one?" Mr. Rux asks pretending as if giving me this choice means I'm choosing to get the tattoo. "Neither." I deadpan making Mr. Rux sig

I had eaten before coming but my baby needed more food. "Apart from this tattoo on your face, what else do you have?" She questioned and I stared at her to be sure that she was serious about her question. I showed them my middle finger and watched their faces darken in anger then I walked away forgetting about the electric choker on my neck. "I really hate this tattoo on your face?" Dee complained again while I rolled my eyes. "Jealous much?" I asked and he shook his head slowly and looked away. "That disgusting drawing on your face can't make me jealous, but you would still have to get it covered," He said and I wondered how Luciano would feel when he found out that Dee tampered with my tat

"It's fine, Chloe; these assholes think they will get away with hurting you, but that is not going to happen." A friend of Joey's noticed something the other guys had not known, the guy with the gun had a dollar sign tattooed on his neck. Tom, "let it go;" Jimmy had known that Joey came from a rural area with gangsters. Joey's upbringing was not easy, having a drug addict of a father. The tattoo was more than just an ordinary tattoo; it was a rank, "these guys have been in and out of prison, and the dollar sign was a ranking of twenty-six.

The other three thugs glanced at each other before they, too, pulled their shirts open to reveal the same wolf-head tattoo on their chests. “It’s just a tattoo. How’s that frightening?” Fane let out a frosty laugh after taking a look at their chests as if he was watching a clown show.

He grabs a coffee and starts to head towards the door but before he can get outside a couple of the pack teenagers come rushing in resulting in one of them bumping into him and spilling his coffee all over his wife-beater. He laughs it off and sends Coby the boy responsible for the mess off to make him another coffee while he takes his shirt off and the second the black material leaves his back a gasp leaves my throat. There on the bottom of his neck is a bright and colourful tattoo. It's a large stem with 4 or 5 flowers coming off of it, each flower a different colour and brightness, and underneath the flower, there is a name in big red letters saying J.A.Y. Immediately my heart starts poun

He said, stripping his clothes off. Mark started laughing, the moment Josiah tool his shirt off. “What?” Josiah asked. “When did you get a tattoo?” He asked. “I didn’t” Josiah answered. “Someone tattooed a masked man riding a unicorn on your back right in the center. It looks like the Unicorn is farting glitter and rainbow stars.” “Those clever bastards. They must have tattooed the rune on me in my sleep. You will have to cut the tattoo off of me.” He said to Mark.

she gasped, her face screwed up in disgust. He grinned down at her, his crooked teeth gleaming in the dim streetlights. He was wearing baggy ripped blue jeans and a grey T-shirt that moulded to his hard, lean muscles. His head was shaved and tattoos showed on every visible part of his body, including a grinning skull plastered across his face. Most of his tats were emblazoned with gang images. He reached out to grab her again and she threw up a hand to push him away.

His hand slid lower, over the curve of my ass, where on one side of my ass cheeks his name, ‘JOSH’, was tattooed in dark, bold letters, and on the other, ‘WEST. Josh let out a low, disbelieving sound that was half a laugh and half a groan. His hand tightened on my right ass, gripping hard before pulling back. Then his palm landed with a stinging smack against my right ass cheek, making me gasp, breathless. “You’re out of your mind,” Josh muttered, but he didn’t move his hand away. He leaned closer, his eyes now fixed on my back. That’s when he saw it, my bold, detailed tattoo of his face, staring up at him from the curve of my spine.