Killua Hunter X Hunter Tattoo Novels & Stories

High cheekbones and a very very sexy lips with an equally straight nose. So freaking beautiful. My breath caught and my heart seemed to be not functioning properly. It kept stuttering, beating out of time. As he stepped in he completely ignored my presence. Three steps ahead, he turned and looked in my direction, who was beside the shop's door and the most cornered place beside the window. He turned and I could see the tattoo that ran up on the side of his face, like a carving of some kind, so beautiful. He surpassed the hot meter. He could be in a magazine, posing and the article will be titled, 'Dark angel spotted nearby.'

“I’ll give you guys a pint of beer after the hunt!” Some of the people in our tribe cheered, some waved goodbye and some are screaming our names. “Bring home the heads of the sly bastards,” Polo said as he bids Rendall a goodbye. “We will,” I interrupted them and gently tapped Rendall’s shoulder. “The necklace, Raffi.” I nodded as my father reminded me of the precious necklace he gave. Quinn’s mother is with other hunters so she will not be able to bid her mother goodbye. The three of us waved to everyone who is expecting us to bring home the victory, which we definitely will.

"It's hard to tell. But he has a new host now. He'll strike once again. After all, he is after Joonjae. He will come for him soon." "Is there any way to find out who the person is?" Chaerin asked. Undertaker looked hard into the ball, searching for clues. "There is some sort of mark on the person's back," he said, peering into the ball. "A tattoo, maybe. Looks like a maple leaf." "A maple leaf?" Chaerin frowned. "Yes," Undertaker said. "It's on his back. I may be mistaken but that's what it looks like." "I can't go around stripping every guy in town to search for a tattoo!" Chaerin rolled her eyes. "But it's a start. If he is after Joonjae, he will approach us on his own."

Stanley immediately complimented. However, Xyla instantly shook her head. “I forgot to tell you earlier… About the tattoo…” After that, Xyla told Stanley everything about the tattoo. Stanley cocked his brows in shock after hearing everything. “What?” He gasped. “The nine-tailed fox must have done it… Why did it do so? What is it up to?” Xyla said. Stanley’s frown deepened… He gently touched the red spider lily on Xyla’s hand. “I’ve no idea…” He had a look of concern in his eyes.

Paul added, obviously uncomfortable with the tears. I covered my whole face as I hunched over slightly, sobbing into them. A sign of an elite warrior, one that had been trained and passed their tests, was a tattoo. It spread from shoulder, across the back and to the other shoulder. Each one was slightly different, tailored to the warrior but within a pack, there was always a specific design. It meant the world to me that they would gift me this. “Skylar.” Someone took my hands and held them. Carl was on one knee in front of me. He was smiling as reached up and brushed tears from my cheek.

Hawk lingered nearby, arms crossed as he leaned against the counter, watching with casual interest. "Hurts?" Hawk asked, shifting slightly as he watched the needle glide along Lilly's skin. "It's fine," Lilly replied without flinching. "Not my first time, and he's good at this." Quill wiped the ink carefully as he worked, focused on the lines forming beneath his hand. "Relax. I'll have it done before you can think about it too much." "You're the boss," Lilly said, leaning back comfortably. "So, let's address the obvious. Werewolves. Does this tattoo mean I am part of the club now?"

I said while fiddling my fingers. "You do not have to thank me. I'd happily eliminate every last one of those cowards from the entire region," he said tightly. I noticed his jaw was set and couldn't help but take in his features. His black hair feathered across his eyebrows and I watched as he ran his hand through it to brush it away from his eyes. His full lips were set in a frown as if he was picturing eliminating the witch hunters in his mind. I also noticed the tattoo that ran from his neck and down to his shoulder. The abstract design framed a triple goddess moon symbol with a dagger that impaled the inner circle. This brought my thoughts back to the night before and Tor's magnificent p

The natural waist dropped into a sheer fabric with flowers stitched into it. The scars have relaxed and really created a pretty chain-link pattern. Although our wolves really worked on healing me, they are just now calming down and looking like regular scars. I have grown accustom to them to the point that I want to get them tattooed. As a symbol of my strength and determination to not let evil win. Soft music was playing as I paced around this tent. The only thing I knew about this event was the smell of lilacs. “Ready?” Colt lifted the side and stepped in.

“It says you are a healer, right? If you are, then I might need your help. My mate got shot by poachers last night when we were out hunting, I think the arrow was poisoned because she's kind of finding it difficult to heal. We lost our healer during the war last year and the one we got now isn't really up to the task but I know you are” “Me? What makes you think that I’m a healer? Anyone can get this tattooed on their wrist. It's just a marking” I scoffed, finding Hunter ridiculous, and hid my tattooed wrist behind my back immediately. I mistakenly revealed it to him when I brought my hands out to show him that I wasn’t chained since he wouldn't let me out of the room. I knew he was up to so

Like material wealth? "If it makes you feel any better," Kyle added with a sigh, lowering his voice, "I saw that the assassin had a tattoo on his forearm. And it looked like the assassin wanted to get Levi. The gun was just too long." My stomach tightened. That is not what I want to hear. "What did the tattoo look like?" I asked sharply. "A circle with a diamond inside. That's it," Kyle said, already reaching for a jewelry case. "Now I'll help you pack your collection."