Juggalo Face Tattoo Novels & Stories

the guy from the back said. I felt relieved, it actually worked, they agreed to let me go, thank goodness, are they for real?A Lot of questions stormed my mind as I walked slowly out of the midst, while looking at their faces. They had tattoos on their necks, it looked like a Scorpion. I was about to run,when I felt a slap on my face, sending it to the floor. It was like I was slapped with an iron fist. I could taste blood in my mouth.

I laid down on the bed as Phil, the tattoo artist, started working on my new ink. Josh was on another bed adding to the sleeve on his arm. My tattoo was half of a wolf’s face in a Samoan design with the caption ‘Fight or Die’ underneath it. Josh had phoned some old friends he still had and had arranged for an introduction to the man that ran the fight nights in California. We went to the first one and just watched. The place was packed and I felt sure that I could have taken that night’s fighters easily.

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.

My mate. Drenched in blood, glistening under the moonlight. There were indescribable circular tattoos inscribed on both of his forearms. And a large Wolf face tattooed on his right side of his chest. His hair were long and overly messy. Each strand scattered across his face, sporting a shade of brown. His brown full boxed beards had grown messy too. If I found Jerry the perfect handsome man then that theory had changed now. Our eyes finally met and I instantly lost every iota of courage within me. Those Hazel eyes of his clearly expressed the suffering, pain, anger and hatred he had nurtured within him.

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

“Well, turns out the hobos weren’t lying about not knowing our guy Rasta. They led my man to a different plug but it looks like they are all from the same ring. I am sending you a photo now.” I dropped my phone to pull up the image Yager sent to me. It was a collage showing the full image of a man I did not recognize and a close up of his neck tattoo. It looked oddly familiar and when I commented on this, Yager responded with another photo. This time, it was of a man I recognized, Rasta. It was also a collage of a full photo and then a close up of his neck tattoo. Surprise, surprise, it was the same as the one on other guy’s.

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

The tattooed guy sniggered "Nirva it's okay, let's leav.. " Apologize now before I do something crazy" Nirvana said, cutting Aliya off "If I were you, I'll leave like your friend said" The guy said coming closer to Nirvana. " you're pretty, do you mind if I f*ck you instead of your... He couldn't complete his statement when Nirvana landed a punch on his mouth and he staggered "I'm crazy yunno" She sniggered and before the guy could fathom what was going on, She was already on top of him punching the hell out of his face

"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.