Lucifer Morningstar Tattoo Novels & Stories

Luxander questioned as Januel moved closer to him to see what he was talking about. “Ah, those marks? She got them from being-“ “Not those marks, silly”. Luxander snarled at him pointing to the scorpion tattoo on her back. “I meant, This” “Oh”.Januel said observing the tattoo. “It looks like the one Lord Gabriel has”

His face turned and my throat caught in my throat. “Luca, take his shirt off.” I whispered in the mind-link. “Why?” “If there is a tattoo of a sword through a heart… that is Angie’s dad.”

It seemed he was a descendant of Lucifer because who the hell named their child Lucent? And now I knew beyond any doubt that he was the one. The man at the club, the first day I'd entered, the man I'd slept with, but I was unsure if he was the one in the video. He didn't have the scar in the right place (his scar is on his eyebrow, not his chin), and the tattoo? I wasn't sure. He wore a shirt that covered that area next to his neck. Damn, this was so confusing.

As if remembering something, Tinh Ngoc immediately asked. "The people just now were arranged by you?" Not too far away, she could still see the tattoos on the backs of those people's necks. After the previous kidnapping incident, Tinh Ngoc met a few members of his organization, it was he who taught her how to recognize them through that special tattoo. Until now, Tinh Ngoc also does not know how big a force he is holding in his hand because if those people were just ordinary bodyguards, they would definitely not use tattoos as symbols on their bodies, moreover…they have guns on them.

AMELIA A group of joggers, nodding at me in acknowledgment before passing by me. They were shirtless, just shorts and sweatpants. Theia would have laughed as she ogled them if she was here. “Amelia!” I turned around to see Lucius marching in my direction, shirtless, as well, sweaty, yet all I could smell was the strong aroma of his werewolf scent. There was barely a scar on his abdomen, but what caught my attention was the tattoo on his chest, almost similar to a pentagram, but there were more symbols inside that I didn’t recognize. It was a sigil.

I could still feel their eyes on me as we moved across the floor to the stairs. "They all have the same tattoo" Dante mind-linked me. I had failed to notice many details on our tour, focusing too much on a certain Alpha. Luckily Dante was doing his job "a Cresent Moon with a star" he continued in the link. I looked around and sure enough, I saw a lot of tattoos like Dante described, the design seemed familiar but I couldn't place it. "It was the symbol carved into the fountain." He linked again. Thank the goddess Dante had his act together.

He picked up the paper towel and wiped the tattoo one last time, cleaning away the blood and the sweat. "Look," he whispered. I forced my heavy eyelids open. I looked down at my thigh. There, stark black against my pale skin, right at the top where the leg met the groin, was a small, elegant 'L'. "L," I breathed. "For Luca." "For Life," he corrected softly. "For Love, for Lust. Take your pick." He applied a thin layer of ointment to the fresh wound, his touch surprisingly tender now that the violence was over. He taped a clear bandage over it. "It will burn for a few days," he said, He kissed me. "Go look in the mirror," he said.

I also knew that Rose could possibly be the only person who could calm him down so I decided to let him go. I stood there and evaluated the woman that managed to send Lucifer off on a one-man rampage. There was one thing that I took notice of and that was her manly style of dressing. Her haphazard dressing made her look as if she crawled out of some dingy alleyway or possibly worse. Her arm had a tattoo along the length of it. The tattoo looked to be a set of four aces, ace of hearts, clubs, diamonds, and most importantly, spades. It didn't look professionally done and the tattoo seemed to be fading away.

Chapter 54: The Shadow Fang The chamber was cold. Stone walls. Torches casting flickering shadows. Ancient symbols carved into every surface. Dimitri stood near the entrance. Arms crossed. Face grim. Lucian sat on a stone bench. Shirtless. The fresh tattoo covering his entire back still raw. Still healing. An ancient snake. Massive. Coiling from his shoulders down to his lower back. Scales rendered in intricate detail. Head resting between his shoulder blades. Tail wrapping around his waist. The ink glowed faintly in the torchlight. Pulsing with something that wasn't quite natural.

He was afraid that his sharp fangs would hurt his fragile, delicate mate. Lilly saw that the tattoo was on Declan's chest, right where his beating heart was. It’s as big as Lilly’s palm and looks like a Ylang flower and a crescent moon in a circle, surrounded by lines that look like some tree vines. Meanwhile, Luca got the tattoo on his right, lower stomach, just on his sexy hips. And Finn has it on his right shoulder. The color of it is also different for the three of them. Declan is blue, Luca is white, and Finn is purple.