Novel & Cerita Kaido Dragon Tattoo

I was starting to enjoy his existence. And it was... scary. "Vivian?" Kai called out, breaking my reverie. I quickly turned my attention to his stomach, trying to look casual. "This tattoo," I said, pointing to the image of two feathers intertwined on the right side of his stomach. "What does it mean?" Kai glanced in the direction I was referring to, then smiled a little. "It's a symbol of freedom. Two feathers-one long, one short-bound together but still having their own direction."

The defined ridges of his shoulders and trapezius muscles stood out, evidence of his strength and physique. Even If it wasn’t my first time, I was always drawn to the tattoo there. It was a mesmerizing blend of art. A majestic dragon’s head dominated his upper back, its scales shimmering like diamonds in the soft light. The dragon’s body curled around his lower torso, its tail snaking down to his lower back where it merged with a Celtic knot pattern. The tattoo always seemed to come alive when his muscles flexed as it did now. His long dark hair fell around his shoulders, water droplets clinging to the strands, wet locks contrasting against his bronze skin.

He say but I'm to focused on his tattooed body to care about anything he says right now. My fingers trace the inked skin. He has a huge tattoo of Kali, the goddess of destruction, on his front. Different designs litter his skin but my favourite has to be the flower on his neck. It is the only tattoo that has colour out of them all on his front. He has his nipples pierced and I never thought I would say this but it looks really sexy.

he said, scooting forward on the cushion. Trey had a new tattoo, a black Chinese dragon a bit smaller than Zane’s hand running up the left half of his abdomen. This was no press on. The skin around the design was pink from healing. The dragon’s tail curled around the hefty base of Trey’s erection, the final pointy tip extending onto his penile skin on the underside. Zane’s breath hissed in at the thought of artist’s needle shooting ink into him there. Getting this tattoo must have burned like a mother.

Noah just stayed silent, watching me. “What is it?” “It’s an expression I poured onto my body.” “The dragon symbolizes power and wealth,” I said, then looked up. “Your dad.” Noah’s teasing expression suddenly turned serious. So, the dragon tattoo was really about his father. Noah had a lot of mysteries. Could he have joined a biker gang because of his disappointment in his dad? What happened in his life? I didn't want to dwell on our conversation, so I quickly grabbed one of the books I needed. When I opened it, I gasped in shock. There was blood and a severed lizard head inside. And a message scrawled in blood: ‘Go to hell.’

Flora asked, puzzled, while staring at her. "Meaning, I saw a very big and cool snake on his back. It wasn't scary at all, it looked quite fun. If I were a man, I would also get a tattoo as cool as that one," Chloe said with a smug smile, thinking about Kevin's tattoo. She liked it so much that she planned to ask Mark to get a similar one. Ugh! Why did she think of him again?! "No, it should be a dragon, a dragon with a wide-open mouth!" Flora anxiously corrected her.

I tried to compose myself before looking in his direction again. I looked back at him to already being watched by me intensely. His eyes were the most beautiful contrast I have ever seen, ocean blue with green specks at the surface. I shamelessly drooled over him, until I realized I was too late. I lowered my gaze to his chest only to witness a tattoo, a tattoo of a dragon forging from the fire; on the other side just where the heart resides, written Selene in bold capital letters. I looked away, feeling a pang jealousy from a complete stranger, all the wolves were bowing in front of us, not before us, but...

Dragons were one of the few shifters known to leave a tattoo like head that matched that of our dragon. I had only seen it on my mother a few times. It was very light, but Odessa’s seem to grow darker and darker by the hour. In fact, several dragons in the tribe had dark marks. Maybe it was because my father was an alpha and my mother’s descended blood from several generations ago might have been a factor for the lightly colored tattoo because I had seen no others with the same.

I equally controlled her again and we grabbed Rome and he hoped onto Kora who immediately took the form of a dragon. "Bazaar po jamanel!" Kora spoke in the ancient demon language. She said she didn't like the idea of Raiden sitting on her. "I'm sorry about your brother, he was about to kill you that's why I had to it." I immediately apologized to him. "No need to apologize, look at him, he's in water, he's alive." He said. I looked down and his brother was indeed in water and was looking at us with an evil smirk on his face.

Madchen was in awe, she had never seen such a beautiful sight, and her eyes lit up with wonder. An arm wrapped around her waist, and she looked up to see Drago peering over her shoulder. His long black hair was slicked back with a leather strap at the nape of his neck, and he was dressed in a green t-shirt and khaki shorts. “Do you like it here?” he asked her? “It’s beautiful,” Madchen was entranced by the tropical beauty of the Keys. “Not as beautiful as you,” “HuH” Drago grabbed her by the shoulders, turning her to face him.