Mazikeen Tattoo Novels & Stories

The whole inside looks like a gothic forest. Maxim, Azazel’s bouncer, meets me at the door. Maxim is extremely intimidating with his six-foot-seven frame and bodybuilder’s muscles. His shiny bald head, sharp nose, small eyes, and large eyebrows make him look like he’s going to tear you apart. He has this really freaky tattoo of a skeleton tattooed on the back of his head. Come to think of it, most of the guy’s body is tattooed. Well, at least the parts I can see. “Hey Kell, what brings you by?” He pulls me into his chest and slaps me on the back.

Might have a chip on his shoulder. "He's got a dragon tattoo on his wrist. He's been here a long time." "Thank you," Maggie said. She glanced back at Kel who stepped in front of her. "Please. Stay behind me." "I got us past that obstacle didn't I?"

I wanted this tattoo to represent both parts of him, and that's why I asked Madeline to draw his wolf's eyes blue. I wanted to do something special for Jarek, and what more special could be than to have his wolf as a tattoo on my body? I want to reveal my tattoo when we will take the next step and complete our mate bond. This tattoo will be a symbol of my love and loyalty not only towards him but his wolf as well. Closing my eyes, I think about Jarek tuning out the pain as Madeline starts working on the tattoo. It is not going to be a big tattoo, just a medium-sized one on my nape. But it requires a lot of details, so it will take some time to finish.

She has a blonde buzzcut and at the nape of her neck was a tattoo that looked like a hybrid between a dragon and a wolf. "Like the tat?", she asked. She caught me staring; how embarrassing. I nod shyly as I wonder if she has a 3rd eye at the back of her head. "She should have one by now", the middle-aged man tells the rest." But-", he shifts his focus to me."This isn't just any ordinary tattoo".The look on my face must've been funny because he chuckles. He stands and moves closer to me."Where are my manners?".He brings out a hand."Call me Mike".I shake his large hand. They're rough and have about 2 or 3 hard calluses, They remind me of tree bark.

This one's a simple wardrobe. Zeke shuffles through a pile of clothes and pulls over his head a grey crewneck tee. His back is to me throughout. I can't take my eyes away from the Celtic symbol of water tattooed boldly on his back. It's fierce and makes him appear a thousand times hotter. I face-palm myself mentally for the umpteenth time. This mark proves him to be a legacy, so why didn't he walk up to Moon Wood as a child and show them who he truly is? Why wait until now? "Mad? I'm not mad at you." He limps for a second while moving away from the closet and immediately, I glance at his knee. The shorts stop right above it, but I can't find a scar, and it baffles me.

Power bikes parked outside gleamed under the streetlights. The place smelled of smoke, leather, and ink. Elena stared at the building, confused. “What… are we doing here?” she asked slowly. Mia smirked. “We’re getting you something wild.” Elena’s eyes widened. “A tattoo?” Mia grinned. “Hell yeah.” Elena blinked, shaking her head. “Are you serious?” Mia laughed. “Dead serious. You need to do something for you. Something crazy. Something that says ‘F-you’ to the world.”

As long as we weren't triggering any hormones then we were fine. "When did you do this tattoo and what does it mean? I've been wanting to ask you but I forget everytime" Anushka asked after a moment of silence as she ran her finger down my arm, tracing up my tart "I got that when I was eighteen and it is actually a tribal tattoo for the McKenzie clan..Every McKenzie have this ,both men and women just in different parts of the body.."I continued to explain"Men mostly do it on their shoulder down their arm and chest just like mine and women in their lower arm down to the hand"

“Geez, you look like you’re about to murder someone. You have to relax, bro. I know you have a crush on him and all, but he’s not stripping for the class. He’s just existing. Violently existing.” The guy sitting two seats over leaned across the aisle like they were all in on the same conspiracy. “That’s actually not normal tattoos, guys. That’s mafia ink,” he said, his voice slow and smug. “I’ve seen those before. A dagger-and-rosary combo is classic mafia. The guy’s probably got a rap sheet and a body count. I bet he’s got a private plane parked somewhere with blood money in the cargo hold.” Archer snorted. “You watch too much N*****x, bro.”

to go to the city for some new ink myself, let’s go right now!. ‘Right now?’ I asked a bit hesitant. ‘Yes, no time like today’, Kenzo said as he almost ran to the car. We headed to the tattoo shop and the tattoo artists got to drawing right away. He sketched something which looked absolutely perfect. I was a forest with a full moon, with a silhouette of 4 wolves. It would cover most of my upper back, but I didn’t mind. He started right away. It was a big piece which would take hours, but I didn’t mind the distraction. Another artist was busy on Kenzo, he was getting something for his son and a surprise for Keva he said. We had been sitting here for 4 hours now and I was getting hungry, so

I watched as they were pinned to the wall while Dahlia was forced on her knees before me. “That cannot be possible that means that the myths and legends, the happenings now…” Dahlia started but froze. “I am a god.” Mazikeen replied and he stretched out my hand and started fashioning a red orb. “You made me weak last time we saw. You almost killed us. Kastav wanted me to prepare something special for you.” And with those words, he thrust the orb inside her. He did not take her voice. Her ear splitting shrieks filled the air as she cried, every human flinched and then Mazikeen started to explain.