Lucifer Tattoo Ideas Novels & Stories

“Baby I know we are mates and so do you. You have a whole tattoo branding yourself as mine.” I snorted even as I lifted the lid of the box. “What the fuck?” “You heard me.” “Shut up Lucien, I’m not taking to you.” Inside the box was crystals of different shapes and sizes. I knew the names of some of them, they all seemed to be humming. “You figure out who you are baby. I’m here if you need me.”

She was still contemplating the answer in her head when she heard a door open and feet shuffling into the room; her head immediately turned to the direction of the sound and at that moment she wondered why the ground didn't open and let her fall in. Liam had a towel tied around his waists as he stepped out of the bathroom; his hair was wet, and a bunch fell over his face; his torso was bare, thus exposing a good amount of his chiseled abs, there was a phoenix tattoo. A mythical firebird with roots in both Greek and Egyptian lore, it rises from the ashes to signify rebirth. The tattoo started from his left chest and on his ribs inching downwards to his waist line which was incredibly sexy; If

Nexus explained. Lucifer walked over to Typhon and started putting the paste on his chakra points. The shimmering that had been around Typhon after he drank the liquid turned to a bright light. I watched in awe, I could see colors around Typhon; they would start off dim and then get brighter before they changed to the next color. Orange was the last color. Everyone but Typhon, Lucifer, Emerial, and I had to cover their eyes with orange.

He paused, turned to me and grabbed my ass, then gave it a playful spank. I chuckled. Lucian sat on the couch and I joined him, sitting by his side. The dark color of his shorts looked perfect for the evening. Without a shirt, he looked like a wrestler… big arms and chest, six sexy abs inviting me every time I stole a glance. And his tattoos? They looked like they were emblazoned by the goddess herself. A bold wolf on one of his breasts, and an even bigger one on his back. His upper arms were completely covered in tattoos that held more significance than I probably realised.

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.

“That’s so weird, because-” Through grinding teeth, I blurt out, “girls usually get star tattoos,” my eyes shift past Lyra, “right Eden?” She stutters out her words, unsure of what to do, “yeah…oh definitely. I have a star tattoo,” she flashes them the inside of her wrist where there’s a star along with a music note and an apple core. It symbolizes our friendship. Obviously I’m the star, Lyra is the music note and Eden, well…the garden of Eden and the forbidden apple.

Especially since Winston had gone rogue once again and was an unpredictable fucker when working with anyone. "He can't be far. Knowing Winston, he will be in the human realm torturing some poor souls to get rid of some of his pent-up anger." Lucifer mused, sounding bored with the idea. Except, Lucifer had forgotten one thing about Winston. Lilith was his kryptonite; he had obsessed over her for centuries; we all had one, but Winston, Winston, was a whole other level of insanity; he had several tattoos dedicated to the little Vixen for fucks sacks, and most of them were some form of a murdered depiction of her.

Ricardo pretended like he didn't notice her staring at his back. She must have seen his tattoo and fallen in love with it. He grinned briefly before covering himself with a robe. "Your tattoo." Lucia blurted out. "What about it?" He asked. "Well, I think it looks beautiful. but why did you get a scorpion? you could have got something more charming, like a butterfly or a bird." Ricardo smirked. It sounded like Lucia was mocking him. It was hilarious for her to suggest he had butter or bird tattooed on his back.

And then I noticed a snake tattoo, elegantly etched onto his body. He got tattoos? Lucian isn’t a fan of tattoos. The black snake tattoo on his shoulder was truly a work of art. The texture of the snake's skin seemed to leap off his shoulder, giving it a lifelike appearance. The snake's eyes were particularly captivating, as they were jet black and seemed to stare right into your soul. Its gaze was intense and piercing, adding to the overall power and presence of the tattoo. Moving down his arm, another striking tattoo caught my eye. A beautiful rose adorned his skin, with delicate petals and intricate shading. The colours used were a mix of vibrant reds and soft pinks, giving the rose a lif

There was a mix of drugs on the aromatics of the burning potpourri. On the other hand, Lucian started to loosen his tie and remove his coat. "It's getting humid here," he commented taking a glance at me. He then proceeded to unbutton his sleeve and pulled up to his elbow. I gasped. There was a tattoo of a red dragon on his arm. I should have figured out why he didn't have a clinging whore in his arms, he preferred them young. It was much obvious on the way he ogled my body with hunger as if he wanted to devour me.