Novel & Cerita Koh The Face Stealer Tattoo

Another one of the gangster came forward, his body filled with tattoos like that of a leopard. “Didn't he tell you?” I cocked my eyebrows, taking slow steps towards them. “That motherfucker stole from me, so it is only wise for me to come for what’s mine.”

The tattoo artist, immersed in his art, glided the needles with grace, revealing the constellation with each brushstroke. The man, looking up occasionally to evaluate his work, captured the young woman's expression. Her eyes twinkled with a mixture of emotion and awe, while her lips curved into a shy smile. As the constellation was revealed on her skin, Athena sank into a state of calm, as if the cosmos had aligned to give her this moment. The tattoo artist, upon completing his work, looked with satisfaction at the constellation that now was part of the young woman's skin. A piece of the universe, immortalized in a delicate corner behind her ear.

Jax POV We sit in silence as time passes, and finally, Cole steps back. I glance in the mirror. There, over my heart, is a tattoo of her lips in the bright red she always wears. “Dhalia” is written above them, and “Blake” below. It’s perfect. I watch as Chase tells Cole to add Blake’s name to his tattoo as well. In Blake’s mind, we’ll all have the same tattoo when we show her tomorrow. He has no clue about this.

Stamp ejaculated as soon as he viewed what Mahiriko just got to drawn on his skin. Mahiriko frown and punched Stamp's hand when he touches his chest. "D*mn you, Stamp. It's not a f*cking pussy, it's a tarantula, you sh*tty sh*t." He corrected and study the tattoo at his reflection at the mirror. Stamp laughed his ass out and shows his Betty Boop tattoo on his back. "You see this, man? This is the real tattoo." He even let out his laugh like a wheezing animal.

I am thankful he let me listen to that song. “Thank you… I almost forgot about those important details.” I bluntly said. He moves closer messing my hair making me grunt and gesture my hand, sliding it vertically to my neck. It’s a warning not to mess with my hair. “Oh… the tiger is now back.” I never mind what he was saying. I just focus on my drawing; maybe it will help me to find them. I picture out the tattoo I see on that bastard's left chest. It’s the only thing I can hold to find that tattoo. I draw a wolf eating the full moon looking up…maybe to praise the Moon Goddess or the opposite meaning? Devouring?

“Okay, thanks for terrifying me again, I mumble uncomfortably, trying to soothe the rising panic in me. I'm frighten he will soon tire of me and kill me just for bothering him. He looks back down, scribbling something on the paper. He clearly doesn't want to be bothered, but I'm not done talking to him. “Is there something you want?” He sighs, turning a paper over. “What does your tattoo mean?” I gesture at his bicep. Keo has a few tattoo's, although most don't appear to elude to anything. But this striking piece on his arm does, made up of various objects, text and patterns. “It’s something that once meant a lot to me," he responds carefully.

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.

“Tell me about the tattoo.” He sighs before going on, as if he regrets starting down this road with me. “I’ve never seen anything like it. That was part of the reason I wanted to do it. It was a nice piece. Stormy seas, breaking waves on these crags that jutted out of the water like shark teeth - lots of lines and shadows, lots of small hidden images within, even the shadow of a girl’s face. Your face, Loli. That’s how I know.”

He say but I'm to focused on his tattooed body to care about anything he says right now. My fingers trace the inked skin. He has a huge tattoo of Kali, the goddess of destruction, on his front. Different designs litter his skin but my favourite has to be the flower on his neck. It is the only tattoo that has colour out of them all on his front. He has his nipples pierced and I never thought I would say this but it looks really sexy.

She was so tight, so wet, always ready for me. I reached out and ran my hand over her delicate face. The tattoo on her forehead was so unique and beautiful that it looked like a tiara. If we had a daughter, she would have the same tattoo on her forehead. Then, she would also have a back tattoo of our pack. I wondered what it would look like. Kaya had a Crescent Moon Pack tattoo on her back. Two long lines ran up her spine, and at the top was a Crescent moon. What would be ours? We didn't have a sign for our pack.