Meaningful Neck Tattoos Words Novels & Stories

His tie slightly loosened around his neck, and the top two buttons of his shirt were open, clearly showing the tattoo on the side of his neck. A CAMELLIA flower was tattooed on the side of his neck. His long slender fingers were tapping the table in front of him as he wore a ring on his thumb with a symbol of a dragon on it. It was his symbol....very unusual. "Reason." He said...he said only one word but Samuel knew what he was asking about. He gulped and looked at Nicola before looking back at his boss. Nicola and Samuel were feared in the organization and by people but to think they will be sweating like this in front of their boss was enough to explain how powerful their boss was.

Cartel asked. "Yes, I'm fine. Thanks" Forcing a smile. "Nah, she's not. She's still nervous about getting a tattoo. Please tell her it doesn't hurt" Jason sighed. Cartel sat on the couch and tapped on it "Come here, sit." He said. I pointed to myself then he nodded. I moved in to sit next to him. Then he started a pep talk. Pointing to his neck "You See this tattoo here? That's a password. You may not understand because it's in binary numbers. But really, it's something I had to write on my neck for references."

Somehow, the thorn in his throat was alleviated. "Here, right?" the tattoo artist asked Beckett before touching his neck with their index finger. "Yeah," Beckett nodded. The tattoo artist began to ink Beckett's neck. It symbolized their membership in Foedus. Like that tattoo, their commitment to the Foedus Corporation should be the same. Forever... Or life in exchange. "All those I tattooed earlier have stories behind why they wanted their tattoos in those specific places," the tattoo artist commented while busy with their work. "How about yours?"

She pushed him away, confused by the feelings, his touch evoked. "what's that?" he asked, locking his lips and pretending not to notice her discomfort, curious about the tattoo meaning. "A knot," she replied. "To show how twisted you are? he asked, confused on why it had to be a knot she tattooed on her neck. "To show how strong I am," she defended. "A figure-of- eight knot, the hardest to undo." "There's no knot too hard for me to undo, just by kissing their tattoos, girls loosen up," he whispered closely.

There was a small smile on his face when he was talking about his memories. She could feel that he was cherishing his memories. He turned his head to her and replied, "Be What You Are." "Huh?" Her question reflected her bewilderment. "The meaning of this tattoo is, Be who you are." He explained it to her. "Oh." She gave his tattoo another glance and studied it. She could not help but blush as she looked openly at his bare chest. "Your thoughts are really deep. I would never have guessed that the meaning of your tattoo could be something like that. I am completely floored."

My fingers itched to trace its curves. "How about I ask you about the tattoo?" I said, trying to sound nonchalant. Ethan's eyes sparkled with amusement. "Ah, you've been staring." I denied it, but he just chuckled. "What does it mean?" I asked. "'Acta Non Verba' is Latin for 'Actions, not words,'" he replied. "I prefer actions to words. Words can be empty, but what I do, how I react, speaks volumes." His words resonated deeply.

Then, I saw him standing by a door to a room, or somewhere. He had taken off his shirt. His upper body appeared bigger. They were tattoos all over his back, his trousers hung low on his waist, dangerously low. I could run my hands through this type of body all day without getting tired. He was receiving a phone call. He was immensely focused. I stood still, waiting for him to finish. His words didn’t make sense at first, until it got to the part where he said: “She doesn’t know a thing. I have it all under control… In the end everything will be mine.” His words made me tremble.

"I got this tattoo after I tried to find you, but to no avail. This black moon represents your bite. The circle of barbed wire symbolizes loyalty and the promise that I will protect my mate, and overall, this tattoo represents my oath as a leader to guard and protect my pack and my mate. You." Noreen's head throbbed. She couldn't comprehend what Thiery was talking about at all. It was like he was speaking a language from another planet. Thiery touched Noreen's lips with his index finger, and she immediately shuddered again. When he kissed her lips, Noreen felt it again, a slow, stirring desire, awakening butterflies in her stomach.

It was comforting, his hand was bigger and rough but she found it soothing. "No." He said bluntly. "What do tattoes mean to you ?" She pestered once again. "They are just reminders of places I have been to, like this one right above my neck , i got it in Indonesia in the city Bali. There isn't really meaning just intimate reminders places I have been to and memories I don't ever want to forget." She let her hand touch the ink on his skin, looking at it like a work of art then she smiled when she saw how close they were and how he was looking at her. Their lips were almost touching, she could feel his breath on her lips. Suddenly someone bummed into them almost make her fall but he caught her

Slowly the pain ebbed away and my neck felt numb with the occasional stinging. “Hazel? There is something on your neck?” Lorena stopped dabbing the wound and I felt my neck. The burn was gone but I couldn’t feel anything. Everyone was staring at me now and Cassie handed me a mirror from he purse. On my neck, was a freshly done tattoo, of a blood red eye next to a black crescent moon, intricately designed, with every detail standing out. I rubbed at it but it didn’t come off. Maybe the ritual did work.