Mazikeen Tattoo Novels & Stories

He quickly grabbed the sharp knife in his coat with his other hand and attack Zitrey, however as quick as lightning his opponent get a hold of his hand once again, without even blinking and taking away her gaze at Z. Since awhile ago, when X kicked this scaredy-cat's ass, her stare didn't leave at Z's nape as it shows a peculiar tattoo; a silver moon with a skull inside of it. The skull was penetrated by a dark blue bullet on its frontal lobe. Black clouds surround the skull and the silver moon as if it symbolizes 'death' or 'darkness'. Seeing this Zitrey cold expression became darker. "X sort out your things immediately." their Boss commanded. He still wears that warm aura yet has a cool an

Megan, the healer in charge of Tessa, told me she was being discharged. By the time I reached the healing room, she was already gone. Back at my apartment, I found her waiting on the couch, bubbling with excitement. I hadn’t expected that. “Are you… alright?” I asked. “Yes! I’m perfectly fine; I don’t feel a thing. But see…” She pulled down her shirt to reveal a tattoo. The tattoo was common after marking—once the scar faded, a symbol appeared where the mark had been. Usually, it was some intricate designs, patterns, or a moon symbol, but Tessa’s was different. It was a rose, its stem wrapped in thorns.

she ask with devilish smirk “Your birthday?” “No stupid, it’s Halloween!” “I guess that’s why I dreamt of those days” “What are you talking about?” “It’s nothing. We need to get ready to scare some kids then” I said ..................... ✍🏽 Mazikeen walks in to a dark room with a whip that has razor sharp thorns on it. She walks majestically into the dark room as if it is lit up. She stands in front of a man tied to a chair wearing a blind fold.

I have a faint recollection of him saying he’s also the Gamma, something that I should be so proud of him for, but I can’t care about it right now. I move on autopilot and follow them, not even phased that Mase is still buck naked. He seems completely comfortable and unphased by it. I have to imagine he did that in some way to have a dick measuring contest with Javed. Most males would have at least put on shorts by now. Everytime I get a glimpse of his back I see the massive pack tattoo that pretty much takes up the entire thing. I know that all pack members get the emblem but females usually get tiny ones no bigger than a coaster. Jeez that had to hurt!

Malachi said and smiled at me. Marcus came toward me and we shook hands. The other man, Steve, stood next to James and he took out his rotary machine and laid his equipment neatly on the table next to the portable bed. When they finished with their equipment, they told us to lie down. The rotary machine made a soft whirring sound and Marcus started below my neck, in the middle of my spine. Each wolf pack had their own symbology and designs they used and tradition played a big role. The four types of tattoos were the Alpha tattoo, the Beta tattoo, the Zeta tattoo, and the member tattoo.