Novel & Cerita Kevin Gates Face Tattoos

Kevin felt the intense gaze of an Alpha, and when he looked up, he flinched as he saw Thaddeus eyeing him up and down. “Who are you?” Thaddeus asked, his eyes narrowing on the tattoos covering each arm. Kevin shifted his weight from one foot to the other. He wasn't sure why it seemed like the Alpha didn't like his tattoos, especially when his body was covered in them. “I'm Kevin. I'm from Red Wolf pack.” “Ah, Mike's pack. What brings you here?” Thaddeus asked, his unfriendly demeanor turned friendly, and Kevin relaxed. “He's a botner and runs the lab at Alpha Mike's pack. He's helping me look at samples in my lab,” Kyle said before stuffing his mouth with cheese curds.

Sara's eyes widened in surprise as she turned to see him standing there, anger etched on his face. "Who the hell are you?" one of the men spat, his gaze locked on Kevin. Kevin smirked, his eyes flashing with a hint of danger. "Let's just say I'm the guardian angel she didn't know she had. Now, I suggest you release her before things get ugly." The goons, filled with anger and arrogance, confronted him with defiance. "Who are you?" they bellowed, their threats falling on deaf ears. Kevin, unruffled by the goons' menacing display, met their aggression with a calm resolve. He casually brushed off their attempts to intimidate him, even as a knife was brandished as a warning.

Kevin rubbed her hair. Rina feels uncomfortable with the presence of that forceful man inside the Sweet Kiss Nightclub. She tries to hide herself by tying her hair in bun style. She added a tattoo sticker on her left cheek, not sure if it works out to camouflage herself though. Kevin only laughed at Rina panicked actions, he pinched his junior flustered face. "Ouch!" Rina pouted. "You're so cute Rina, I can glomp you" Kevin still pinching his cheek.

I can’t explain the wild urge to watch that bastard. After escorting the satisfied and heated girl into his tent and giving her a smack on her juicy butt, Kays remained alone outside for a while. Carefully glancing around, he took off his upper clothing and appeared bare-chested. In the moonlight, his body looked utterly unreal and damn seductive. Saliva filled my mouth as I watched how provocatively and sensually his muscles rolled beneath his tanned skin, outlining every curve and line. However, what immediately caught my attention was that there were no karpits on Kays’s body! From his arms, across his torso, up to his neck — there was a continuous black tattoo, without any patterns!

A massive tattoo stretched across his back, dark, swirling lines that formed a wolf’s head surrounded by a crescent moon. Kieran stood at the counter, chopping vegetables with the precision of a surgeon. His long red hair fell over his shoulders in loose waves, and his tattoo was just as beautiful as Kai’s: a roaring dragon with flames curling down his spine, its tail disappearing beneath the waistband of his jeans. Kylan, of course, was leaning against the fridge with a smirk that could melt steel. His tattoo was a constellation of stars and a running wolf, the design wrapping around his ribs and down his left side.

Kevin turned Bella around so that he was now above her, as he kissed her fervently, not until she was out of breath did Kevin finally left her lips and went ahead and trailed smooth kisses down her collarbones, but then ab idea came across his mind that he had to mark her as only his, he didn't know why he was feeling jealous to not have been part of her life for the past few years, it was such a crazy jealousy but Kevin could not help himself with it. Kevin trailed his kisses down her collarbones, she still tasted the same, it was only after he left a mark, a big hickey did he then left her before he once again went back and kissed her on the lips , he was satisfied with his art, it was a s

“Is it just me, or are you a completely different person from the one I saw yesterday? Where’s the new attitude coming from? Kevin only smiled. Behind that smile—Natasha knew—was a story just waiting to be told. “Well, since our first meeting didn’t go so well, let’s start all over again.” He stretched his hand towards her for a handshake. “My name is Kevin Logan, really nice meeting you.” She snorted at the gesture—a smile on her face, and took his hand. “Natasha Martinez.” The smile on her lips vanished when her eyes fleetingly caught something on Kevin’s face. She cupped her hands around his jaw and gently caressed his face—inspecting it. “The cuts and bruises—” Wrinkles creased her brows

The man came over and kicked away the tattooed man on the ground. The tattooed man was completely at a loss. He did not know how to fight back. However, Kevin, who had caught up with the tattooed man was still sober. He said furiously, "who are you? You actually dare to behave audaciously in my territory. Believe it or not, you won't be able to leave... Ah!" Before Kelvin could finish what he wanted to say, he had been kicked in the knee by Sean, who came late. Kevin was in so much pain that he grimaced.

My dress was short-sleeved and long. There were a lot of flowers out here tonight. The ceremony was being held behind the pack house. I checked my arm, expecting to see red, enflamed skin; instead, I found a blue mark in the shape of a flower. It looked like a morning glory flower. It was as if someone gave me a tattoo. “What’s wrong, Gabbie?” Kade asked, reaching for me. “I don’t know. I didn’t have this a few minutes ago.” Kade thumbed the new tattoo. It didn’t brush off. Kade rolled up his white shirt on his left arm. My lips parted when he showed me a bright red paw tattoo on his forearm.

Aside from that, the room was very empty with only a few chairs here and there. “That's Roger, your trainer.” Keegan gesticulated to a man on one of the chairs. He was extremely hefty and was shirtless; dark and scary tattoos ran all over his body and he was wearing something like a large black blanket around his waist with dark flowers like a crown around his head. His face also had what looked like mascara on his eyelids, lips, and cheeks. He looked really gothic and that scared me. "Hi Roger." I waved at him when we stopped in front of him.