Juuzou Tattoos Novels & Stories

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.

He couldn’t say anything. Andi wasn’t sure how she felt about him staring at her like that. His eyes were intensely focused on her body. She started to turn away to keep him from judging her when he seen the partial tattoo on her back. Jace spoke up then. “What’s that?” She looked over her shoulders, to meet his gaze again “What?” “That on your back?” “It’s a pair of scissors and thread.” “Why scissors?” The real reason was that all three girls had gotten tattoos of their perspective symbols but she dint want to explain that to him. “Its for when the thread of life is cut. I told you were Greek.”

“What’s this tattoo for?” Jase shakes his head as if to clear his thoughts. “Originally, it was a punishment when I was sixteen as a reminder that I was fifth in the crew. Now it signifies my team, the five men of Chaos. I think I might have Lachlan alter it to make it a six so that you’re included in that number,” Jase says thoughtfully. “You can’t add to it with every new member of the family, silly man,” I say merrily. He grabs my hand from his face and kisses my knuckles. “Sure I can. I have my personal tattoo artist, after all.” He smirks, looking over my shoulder at me.

It took us so long to get her back, I was dreading losing her, but I wouldn’t keep her in the dark about it. Walk into the room and see Joker with a new tattoo on his forearm; it appears to be a symbol and a pattern of something ancient. Something you would think a warrior would choose for himself for protection. All of his tattoos made no sense to anyone but Joker. I doubt anyone would be brave enough to question him. Glancing over at Queenie, I see her left forearm has black lace starting to connect the empty spaces to complete her sleeve. It looked so real, like you could pick it up off her skin.

Poor Lu, He couldn't still get to the point that one of his relatives is working and spying on him. Even when it was all clear, he couldn't still see what the problem was. Jordan had shown him the clear picture of the person tattoo, it's the drawing of two doves, glued together. It gives him memories of the day he had his own, the same dove tattoo.

Both of them looked at me like I was insane. "First, he can tattoo? Second, you let him put his family crest on you? Damn girl." Becky laughed. I rolled my eyes. "Obviously. And well, it seemed fair. He let me tattoo him. The same spot, but his is a lotus flower sitting on a crescent moon with the five moon phases under it." I shrugged. "Wow. So you two are next level in this relationship. It's that serious." Becky whistled.

she smiled widely at them as she rose from the foot of the tree where she sat. "I have a question though," it was the same kid from earlier who had asked who the Vampire King was. "What unique tattoo does he need to find?" "Oh," Dua chuckled, "I have a sample here." She rolled up her sleeve on her right arm, revealing a delicate jacaranda branch wrapping around the her right arm, with small, intricately designed flowers and leaves spreading towards her shoulder. The flowers are a vibrant purple hue, gradating from light lavender at the tips to deep plum near the branch. The branch itself is thin and curved, with tiny buds and leaves sprouting along its length.

I sighed, "We need to save money. We don't know how long we will be hunted. We are not earning anything. Every cent counts and these tattoos are expensive. I wasn't thinking earlier-" "Zoe, you get that tattoo if you want. Don't worry about money. I am using my private account. It's separate from the pack and Admin accounts. No one will know and we will be fine." He tried to convince me. "Well, you are not having second thoughts, get to the chair, sweetheart. Let's prep your scalp for a tattoo." Judy walked back in and I glanced at Xavier who nodded encouragingly. "How long has it been that you ate anything?" Judy asked me and I honestly couldn't remember.

“Since when do you voluntarily share me on our dates?” Jude just grinned, one sharp canine pressing down into his lip. He leaned lazily against the back of the Jeep, black hair tousled from the wind, scar catching in the light. The sun highlighted the swatches of ink along his arms. I itched to peel his shirt back and see the newest addition to his collection—the dove tattooed right over his heart. My dove. “Coven bonding,” he replied.

My beast yearned for her presence, and I could hardly even sleep. I would only toss and turn in bed until dawn. Our connection ran deeper than the mate bond. The beads of tattoos around her waist were the same as mine. I had grown up seeing that tattoo around my waist and had not got an explanation as to what it was. I had been told it was a birthmark, but I had seen it glimmered with a mysterious light at times, and when I had asked for an answer, Azalea had simply said it was my strength. Now, Ezinne has the same tattoo.