Kevin Gates Tattoo Ideas Novels & Stories

"Damn, you try to make sense of a lot of things but in this case, it’s actually not what it is, I’m just a little worked up, that's all. I'm happy to show you around." "Alright, if you say so." He nodded, and I continued showing him around, making sure to enter every corner possible and this time around, I showed him the inside of the places. Kelvin asked me a few questions, and I answered them. While we were walking, I noticed the tattoo on his hand and couldn't help but say, "I like your tattoo." "Thank you, it's a pack thing," He said proudly. I nodded, looking at the cross tattoo with a bird on it.

(His forgotten lover) Kevin's POV I arrived at my house and brought out the gate's remote control. I pressed a button and the gigantic black gate opened. Due to my paranoid nature, I didn't employ any domestic worker. I did my house chores by myself. The gate got locked behind me as soon as I drove in. I drove straight to my spacious garage filled with latest cars. I had always loved cars. To me, they are the most expensive toys a person could own.

Nikolai is a god among men, and I am fortunate to be embraced by his presence. Nikolai’s tattoos are sexy, and I find myself unable to resist tracing them with my finger. The stars inked on both his shoulders catch my attention, making me curious about their meaning. However, it’s the eagle tattooed on his chest that truly captivates me. The majestic bird exudes power and strength, its wings spread wide as if poised for flight. The intricate details of the tattoo come alive on his skin, and I can’t help but admire its beauty. The eagle symbolizes freedom, and in that moment, I feel as if I am soaring alongside it.

I realized how much I missed him, more than I had admitted to myself. “You really love tattoos,” I remarked as he casually removed his shirt. His back was covered in intricate black and gray tattoos—half a skull, half the face of a crying woman. His shoulders and arms were adorned with shading, letters, and flowers that had intertwined over time. I noticed the names of my parents, mine, and his pack etched on a cross. My dad would have had a fit if I had even a single tattoo.

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.

Chapter 107: Moonlight –A few hours ago– The office was quite except for the sound of the scratching of a fountain pen. Keegan Sergeyev sat behind his desk with his sleeves rolled up just enough to reveal the faint hint of ink stains and his dark, intricate tattoos that snaked along his forearms. His eyes were sharp and fixed on the papers in front of him, where his signatures were needed to seal shipments, alliances, and other business matters. Out of nowhere, the door opened with a gentle knock.

As she had just taken a few steps, Kevin's calm voice suddenly came from behind, "Bring me a glass of water." "Oh, okay," Flora responded professionally, turning back to the water dispenser, pouring a glass of cold water, and walking over to him. Staring at his strong back, she suddenly wanted to see clearly, what kind of tattoo was hidden beneath the blue shirt. Was it as Chloe said, a snake? While Kevin's personality was somewhere between Maxwell and Oliver, that touch of elegance was something she could only see in Oliver. She had never seen Maxwell carry himself elegantly! "Miss Flora, what are you daydreaming about?" Kevin glanced at her disdainfully, mockingly. In front of him, she see

I requested. “Of course.” He took a few pictures with his phone and handed it to me, a picture of my reddish back gracing the screen. The ‘Harry’ tattoo was nowhere to be found. There were zinnia flowers quite alright, but just enough to create the perfect backdrop for the name ‘GAVIN’ written in bold block letters, even bolder than the previous tattoo had been. My wide smile disappeared.

I could feel his hands tighten on me even more, preventing me from moving. I began to look around me, hoping to get anyone's attention. However, we weren't on a busy street, and very few people walked past us. Plus, with the way his head was angled to any passerby's, it would just appear as two lovebirds making out in the corner. I turned my head to look back at him when I noticed a tattoo that ran along the base of his throat towards his ear. A cobra. "Did you really think you could mess with the Cobras and get away with it?" Kevin asked menacingly.

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!