Levi Ackerman Tattoo 소설 & 이야기

I rub my wrist while he removes the handcuff from Devin. I allow my eyes to roam over the taut muscles in his back and the tattoo down the length of his spine. ‘Body like the mountain, heart like the ocean, mind like the sky’. Since he left London and moved to Singapore, Levi found his spiritual side. It surprised me to see the change in him when we ran into each other last year in Thailand. I didn’t know he was living there at the time. I went out there for a two-week holiday with Wyatt and Lexi.

Just one clue that can help me trace the mastermind. I use my leg to roll the lifeless bodies on the ground, my eyes scanning their bloodied skin. Akim hops out of the car whereas Leonid stays behind in case we need to run when the police siren blares. Bending down, Akim picks up the dead men's guns; our spoils of war, and stash them into the car, in the hole beneath the floorboard. I rush to the one with the FBI uniform and when I pull off, I see the huge tattoo drawn across his chest. A lion head tattoo.

I set the basket down, crossed to the window to pull the curtains back, then turned toward the bed to strip the sheets. And froze. Leon was still there shirtless, lying on his back, one arm flung above his head, the other resting low across his stomach. The sheet had slipped down to his hips, low enough that the deep V of muscle disappeared beneath it. He had tattoos of thorny vines, intricate crosses and ravens curling over his chest, ribs, down his sides, stopping just above the waistband of whatever he was (or wasn’t) wearing under there. The same viper tattoo Silas and Law had coiled low on his abdomen, tail vanishing beneath the sheet.

Umbrie's voice was low this time as she started to wonder what was going on with Leilani. Leilani scoffed then cleared her throat. " I just have one more question for you." " Alright?" " Have you ever seen any kind of tattoo on her neck?" " No." Umbrie responded. " Like mine?" Leilani persisted, tilting her head to the side so Umbrie could see the nautical tattoo on her neck. Umbrie looked at it for a while but then, shook her head. " I haven't." Leilani's face fell.

“Let’s see it.” “There’s nothing to see!” I protested, but she was already brushing my hair aside. “Go check the mirror,” she said, eyes dancing. “Tell me if I’m wrong.” I turned toward her dressing mirror, the glass catching the light. My breath caught. A faint tattoo shimmered just below my collarbone: a black wolf, snarling, its eyes gold, the initials A.K. burning beneath it like a secret brand. My knees went weak. “Eva,” I whispered. “When did I get a tattoo? I… I didn’t.”

“I’m here for a tattoo.” He leaned back, arms folding across his broad chest. The motion made the fabric of his shirt strain. “You? A tattoo?” He laughed, low and cruel. “Let me guess. Tiny heart on your wrist? Or maybe a quote about ‘strength’ in some flowery script so everyone knows how deep you are.” I pulled out my phone and showed him the design. “Lower back. Crescent moon with vines. I have the reference.”

It was the first time she looked at Alec, without having to look away out of shame from some phrase said by him. After a week without seeing him, Evie had noticed that Alec was growing a beard and had some gaps on the side. On his neck, there were three birthmarks, which looked like the three marias stars. Alec only had tattoos on his arms and none seemed to have any meaning, as they were just random drawings. A little below the figure he had tattooed, was a band, protecting the wound that had been made by one of the bullets.

He was about to stroke her cheek with the tip of his fingers but she moved her face away. “You can deny as much as you want Katherine, you can hide your feelings from me but I know you’re my baby girl, the one I’ve never stopped thinking about.” “I remember this day so clearly. You were the one who insisted we got the tattoos. Tell me who the hell would have this kind of tattoo other than us?” The tat was a beautiful butterfly and below it were their initials. “AK”, written in cursive writing, with a love shape after it. “The only difference is that mine is very clear while yours, I’m sure you’ve tried to get it off. The reason why it took this long for me to notice it.”

“I’m happy to set up appointments for you when you get back.” “Really?” Les’s eyes light up. “Sure.” Bronx shrugs. “With as many pack members as we have getting tattoos, I put him on salary.” “That would be great, Bronx. Thank you.” Les bows slightly. “I’ll let the girls know.” “One thing though…” Bronx puts a finger in the air. “The tattoo you already have. The rose and dagger. My sister had the same one. Like, exactly the same, except hers was larger than yours. I was wondering how you ended up with that design?”

Chapter 7 "Here it is," Levi said, pulling out a book from the shelf, which read, "The moonlit pack alongside the Same logo on my shoulder. "That's it, it's the exact same" I said, dragging down my shirt off my left shoulder revealing the tatoo. • • • • • • •