Kel'el Ware Tattoos Novels & Stories

My eyes drifted down to his torso, and my breath caught. God must have enlisted his finest artist to carve Killian Knight. The tattoo, a haunting web of thorned vines, began at his right hip and sprawled across his torso. Its black branches reached his heart, with another branch peeking over his left shoulder and spreading down his arm to his elbow. The intricate design, hidden beneath his clothes, was now fully exposed.

V GOD! His chest is a-fucking-mazing! I won't be mad if he never wears another shirt. GASPS! O.M.G! Did he really..? "You got my name tattooed on you?!" I excitedly shriek. He has 'MY KEYA' tattooed on his abs in Old English font. Curved kinda like how Tupac has 'Thug Life' tattooed on his abs! Wow he must be really crazy about me! I am starting to fall for this guy, hard!

to go to the city for some new ink myself, let’s go right now!. ‘Right now?’ I asked a bit hesitant. ‘Yes, no time like today’, Kenzo said as he almost ran to the car. We headed to the tattoo shop and the tattoo artists got to drawing right away. He sketched something which looked absolutely perfect. I was a forest with a full moon, with a silhouette of 4 wolves. It would cover most of my upper back, but I didn’t mind. He started right away. It was a big piece which would take hours, but I didn’t mind the distraction. Another artist was busy on Kenzo, he was getting something for his son and a surprise for Keva he said. We had been sitting here for 4 hours now and I was getting hungry, so

Harken just narrows his eyes, fed up with the night’s events as is, but lifts his shirt to rip it over his head, revealing the large mixed tribal and Celtic style tattoo that runs from his left wrist up his arm and to his chest, the intricate symbol of the Lewis tribe crest in the middle of his breast, and the large head of a wolf covering his shoulder, winding and thick brushed tribal designs covering the skin around them. “Guess again, asshole. If you’re so familiar with their markings, you probably know what my ink means.” Harken glares down at Karl, watching as the kids’ wide eyes wander over the tattoo, his fingers gripping his forearms. “Well, w-what’s that one then?” Karl asks and poi

Sweat broke out of my forehead, my heart started beating rapidly. "Let's get out of here delvin", I said quietly while holding his hand. "To where?" He asked turning to look at Lexy and Anita talking and smilling at eachother. "Inside! Anywhere! Delvin Please", I begged. "No! We are not going anywhere, we will stay here". "...why are you always running away? Stop it Kelz". He told me sternly, he was getting irritated at my constant habit of running away anytime I set my eyes on Lexy.

“ I got the tattoo when I was fifteen! “ Said Kataleya smiling. Katherina: “ How much courage! Samantha: “ Women should never get a tattoo here! They are frowned upon! Kataleya: “ Different from my homeland! There everyone gets tattoos, pierces their ears, noses, lips and other things! Samantha: “ I still remember when my mother-in-law Clarina saw Igor's tattoo on her back, she almost had a fit! Haha ha Kataleya: “ The Triquetra tattoo! Samantha nodded. Kataleya smiled: “ It symbolizes the past, present and future, linked to time and infinity...

"I forgot how fragile you are, Human." Murry watched Kel striding back and forth. The alien's face looked determined or like he was gearing up for a fight. After a few minutes, Keltrix wove all his tentacles together on both sides of his body. With them together, the intertwined appendages looked like massive arms swinging as he marched next to the table. The muscles of his broad chest gleamed as he ducked under the light. Murry noticed Kel's six-pack abs, and his eyes followed the path that traveled down to the smooth area between his legs. His torso really did look like a very muscular doll. A part of him wondered why he thought of Kel as male. Maybe Murry thought it because he was a warri

He whispered back. He smiled again, and my hand flew to my eye again. Thentos took one of the young elves' shields and held in front of my face. I could see the light blue, silver tattoo that started at the corner of my right eye and swirled down in a beautiful, intricate design. It looked like a vine crawling out of my eye down to my cheekbone and the other half over my eye towards the corner of my eyebrow. I removed the crown and placed it around my neck instead, like a choker.

“What’s so special about that human?” “Oh, Queen Eleanora will want this one, trust me,” using a stick, he pushes my shirt aside to show the collar, forcing me to remain in human form and at the same time showing off some of my imperial tattoos, blended with the wedding tattoo I received when Cornelia and I joined hands. Humans don’t have tattoos like those, and common drakes don’t get tattoos done in the imperial style using ink that shows up in all of our forms–that’s for the high-royal family specifically.

Might have a chip on his shoulder. "He's got a dragon tattoo on his wrist. He's been here a long time." "Thank you," Maggie said. She glanced back at Kel who stepped in front of her. "Please. Stay behind me." "I got us past that obstacle didn't I?"