Medusa Crying Tattoo Novels & Stories

I'm about to scream when Nico orders his men to gag me. The pain is excruciating, and I feel the tears burning in my eyes, spilling down the sides of my face. After what feels like an eternity, the tattoo artist finishes his work. I relax in the chair, exhausted, just wanting this nightmare to end. When he's done, a bold, beautiful script tattoo reading "Nico Demonio" is sitting across the top of my breast. Nico comes to inspect it, a satisfied smile on his lips. He bites his lower lip, and then orders the gag and restraints to be removed.

she nods, biting on her lip and twiddling with her thumbs My eyes move to her wrist, a tattoo signifying another pack, one I’ve never seen before, three wolfs forming a circle with a claw mark drawn right over them. “that’s not the moonstone pack tattoo” I say remembering the one I have on my back, a tattoo of the moon with a claw mark drawn right over it. She laughs quite loudly, a snort forming in her throat, tears gathering in her eyes, “maybe I shouldn’t have said anything” “I’m sorry”, I say watching her cry. She wipes the tears from her face< ‘’it’s fine”

"Tell me? Is your mouth is more talented in sucking the dick as it is in spitting fire?" "Tell me did you enjoyed it when he fucked your mouth with his dick or was it more pleasurable in your slutty vagina?" "But I don't like used things!" His vulgar words were ringing in her head. Her eyes got the view of her tattoo on her wrist and in pure desperation and anger she roughly scratched the tender area drawing out blood in the process. Ya Allah please stop this, make this pain stop, help me! Crying she went to her room and then the restroom, she did her ablution and did her zuhar prayers and cried out in front of her lord. She cried till her hearts content. She repeatedly asks for forgiveness

Mea Dea, my goddess in Latin, despite wanting to spit at him to address me properly, my heart races. “You can call me Queen Aylin,” I force out in a hiss, although his smirk tells me I don’t sound convincing. I break eye contact with him to look him over. He is truly carved to perfection. He’s wearing a tank top, which shows the entire tattoo on his neck. It’s a black and white piece of a phoenix, midflight with its mouth open in a scream, surrounded by fire. The wings extend onto the front and back of his neck in brilliant detail and the fire down to his collarbone. He also has several different pieces down both arms, none of which I bother to look at since I’ve been looking at him for far

Another threw himself overboard. Halrik fell to his knees, sobbing. Maya gritted her teeth and stepped forward, her pendant burning against her skin. “Sefina,” she said. “If you’re in there—fight it.” The creature tilted its head. Its mouthless face began to shiver—rippling with inner pressure. Cracks split along its jawline, revealing sharp coral teeth beneath the skin. It screamed—this time, out loud, in a voice that wasn’t hers. And then the sea exploded.

The leather making it much more painful. Megumi straddled her hips and punched with all the rage of every loss, until she was sure she was blacking out. She got on her feet still circling her. “Is this the best Takahiro has to offer, really?” she spat and kicked her in her face again which was already bruised and bloody. “If only he could see you know. How do you think he would react if he saw you now? He’d kill you himself!” she yelled and stomped on her head.

Scar shouted before Jasmine disappeared into the room. ______________ Jasmine settled on the chair provided for her as she examined the different designs of tattoos on the walls, "Did you design all of these?" She asked pointing at the drawings as Alejandro turned around to look at what she was pointing at, "Yes, I did," he replied as Jasmine continued to admire the drawings in awe, "They're beautiful," she said as Alejandro chuckled before walking towards her with the materials to get started, "Thank you, so what would you like to get?" He asked as Jasmine lay back with a grin on her face, "I'd like to get a Japanese dragon with words at the end of its tail," she said as Alejandro looked at

It was a little tattoo. The tattoo glittered, but only for a few moments, and then disappeared. When the fog and the tattoo vanished, Mr. Knudlac said: "Revelare!" A tattoo appeared on Johnny's arm depicting a miniature badger, standing on rear limbs, prepared to repel even the attack of a lion. This was the symbol of Johnny's Imperium magic. In addition, the new tattoo appeared too. It represented a sea monster, a Kraken that with two tentacles controlled rough stormy waves, with the others he controlled the calm sea, and with the other tentacles he controlled snow and ice.

Closer. Closer. Closer. “A tattoo,” I yelled. “They both had the same tattoo.” How did I miss that earlier? “Are you sure?” Prince Dante asked. “Positive, Master. I remember it now. Coral had a tattoo on her right forearm and so did Zane.” Master went quiet for a minute, then he asked. “Can you describe the tattoo?” “It was a cross in the midst of thorns.” When Coral raised her hands to pierce my neck, I saw it.

The touch of an alpha steadying his trembling bride. His hand slid to the back of my neck, tilting my head to the side, and his teeth grazed my skin, and my whole body tensed. A tear slipped down my cheek. Why? Why was he doing this? His teeth pressed harder, just enough to sting as his fangs sank into my flesh. Pain exploded through me. A strangled cry tore from my throat despite his warning. My hands clutched his ceremonial robes as a searing heat raced through my veins, branding me from the inside out.