Kaido Dragon Tattoo Novels & Stories

Jenny Anderson POV Dragon picked up a gun and jaw and refilled it before putting it in his waistband, allowing me to see the sharp V line. I'd be lying if I said that didn't excite me right now. His black shirt was short-sleeved so I could see his strong forearms as well as the tattoos on his body. "Maybe I should go to help get down the stairs." I went to open the door, and as usual Dragon closed it behind me.

I opt for another half-truth instead. “Ah that, well it's a dragon tattoo I've had for some time now.” “Wow really? Can I see the rest of it?” He is almost giddy, and I see a little of the childlike excitement he used to show so rarely. “Well not all, because it reaches from my heart, all around me in a spiral to finish on my hip so can only show you below my chest.” I admonish him, he looks disappointed but there is a cheeky twinkle in his eye too and I realise that, being a guy, he really wanted to see it all.

To think that the cold, untouchable Kaiden had a soft spot for someone as perfect as her… it was unbearable. “You got a new tattoo?” He took her hand, inspecting her wrist. From where I stood, I couldn’t quite see what it was. “Yep.” She grinned at him before leaning in slightly, her voice teasing. “K and L. Our initials.” I clenched my fists. “Our initials?” he repeated, arching a brow. “Remember when we were kids?” she giggled. “You promised I’d be your concubine after you mated with your betrothed.”

The little pain I’m feeling in my neck makes it evident. But then…. I swallow hard as my eyes slowly move up, taking a second look at the image, and they find all the crazy details on his body. He has such nice and perfect abs, and the long powerful Japanese dragon tattoo on his body leaves my mouth hanging. I’ve never seen anything like it. I must confess, Alpha Arkon is hot and he’s blessed by the Goddess between his thighs. Can’t even imagine how many ladies have walked in here, and seen this hanging over them. This is sexually hypnotizing.

“Gator, this is Nya,” Slate, the dragon king, said as Nya followed him over to where the others were training. The fellow in question, a ginormous man, only an inch or so shorter than Slate himself, with massive, bulging muscles, was dressed all in black, a similar outfit to the one Slate always wore, except there were no red accents. Gator eyed Nya for a moment, his eyes traveling from her head to her toes and then back again. He nodded, his dark, shoulder-length hair swaying slightly with the movement of his head. “Nya?” he questioned.

From the panel on the side, Niquel swiped over a card. The door opened with a mechanical whirr, signaling the captive that he had a visitor. There was but one chair in the room, and the cameras on all four corners were off. A tattoo of a dragon breathing fire from its open mouth decorated the captive’s entire upper half, leaving only patches of skin uninked. He huffed, mocking the visitor. “I suppose I must be honored to be graced by the presence of the Dragon King,” he greeted.

Scar shouted before Jasmine disappeared into the room. ______________ Jasmine settled on the chair provided for her as she examined the different designs of tattoos on the walls, "Did you design all of these?" She asked pointing at the drawings as Alejandro turned around to look at what she was pointing at, "Yes, I did," he replied as Jasmine continued to admire the drawings in awe, "They're beautiful," she said as Alejandro chuckled before walking towards her with the materials to get started, "Thank you, so what would you like to get?" He asked as Jasmine lay back with a grin on her face, "I'd like to get a Japanese dragon with words at the end of its tail," she said as Alejandro looked at

I want to be normal'' ''But you are not, and you will never be'' Tornak rolled up his sleeve and on the inside of his right arm was a dragon tattoo curled up with its wings forming an armour around it "This is the mark of the dragon, when your dragon lord is united with his dragon you will get yours and the fate will bring you six together, it always does, no two dragons have the same mark so you are only bound to those with the exact same mark as you do'' Sven rubbed at his right hand

Moreover, only a small portion of it would be opened. After searching for a long time. Finally, Zephyr Khan took a fancy to a piece of jewelry. An ice-green jewelry. It was an earring. It was simple and unadorned, and it was inlaid with a dragon tattoo. "Dragon-patterned Earring..." Looking at the introduction below the poem, Zephyr Khan was slightly moved. This earring was a Secondary Divine Artifact. There were two benefits. One was that it could release a soul attack. This kind of attack was very effective.

I walk off my balcony and step into my bedroom. There standing in my doorway leaning against the doorframe is my brother Kai. Kai also wears the markings of a warrior. Red tattoos the color of blood covered his chest and arms; it’s an intricate pattern woven into his skin. Kai stands there like some god surveying my bedroom with his nose turned up as if he disapproves Kai also wears the markings of a warrior. Red tattoos the color of blood covered his chest and arms; it’s an intricate pattern woven into his skin.