Middle Neck Tattoos Novels & Stories

Muscles bulged all over their bare backs, tattoos twisted and snaked around over their shoulders, necks, and probably further down their chest. One had a high and messy braid that went from his forehead and all the way down his neck. The sides were skinned. Snake-shaped tattoos decorated one of the sides of his head. The other had a little lighter hair, darker brown. The sides of his head were also shaved down to the skin, but his hair was twisted and formed with leather bands all the way to the middle of his back.

It was clearly a sore subject. His breath was deep now, his chest rising and falling slowly. Kate’s eyes traveled to his chest tattoo; a black and grey skull with a snake constricting it covering the majority of his left pectoral muscle. It continued across his shoulder and down his left bicep. She wondered if it had any significance, deciding to ask him when he awoke.

She was shy away and hid her in my chest. I placed her in a hot shower, pressing her back to me and kissed her neck. I was stunned when I opened my eyes. There was an old Italian tribal tattoo on her neck. What is it doing here? It was an arrow design with a crown holding double letter A. It was a symbol of the deity of death.

Chapter Thirty Four Nina “How can I take this mark off?!” I went to the bathroom to shower and get down with my business before Alpha Aiden’s soldiers will come to take me away to serve my punishment by working on his mother’s garden when I noticed that Alpha Aiden’s hickey is still on my neck and it has magically transformed into some kind of half moon shaped tattoo. I once thought of getting a bunny tattoo just slightly above my belly button but I chickened out when I saw the tattoo gun.This moon shaped tattoo on my neck feels and looks so much different and mysterious from the regular tattoos.

“I remember something.” “What do you remember?” Zuria asked, eager now. I closed my eyes again, pulling it back. “A tattoo. On one guy’s neck. A snake. Black ink, wrapped around his throat like it was choking him. It had fangs, I think... I'm not so sure.” Marco frowned. “What tattoo?” Zuria was already typing. I could hear the clicks. “What kind? Describe it more.” “Black. I don’t know tattoo words. It looked exactly as I described.”

I confirmed with my wristwatch that it was still morning, and it’s only a minute away from afternoon, so I guess I can let that slide. “You look so tired.” Nurse Mary added. “Haven’t you been getting enough sleep?” My hands flew to my face as I touched it, yes, she was right, I haven’t been getting enough sleep. “I try sometimes.” I reached for the sticky notes in my pocket. “Forget about me there is a situation, we are on the look for a tall man with tattoo on each side of his neck; the right side has a dragon, the left side has Chinese letters.” “Oh, what does it say?” Nurse Bethany inquired raising a finger. “I can read Chinese characters.”

The middle is a sun while the ring finger is a crescent moon. “I feel like these tattoos have meanings… do they?” I looked at him while expecting an answer.

– He declared, letting go of my wrist, passing his thumb over his mouth, my eyes fixed on that man with a broad, defined chest, with a pecs designed as if he had been sculpted. On his neck he had a tattoo of a dragon that released a blue-green flame from its mouth.

I grip Izzy’s hands as the sensation increases and witness the intense purple around her body fade into the same white around mine. I suddenly feel a slight burning on my neck at the junction of my shoulder, but I can feel the burn moving. It reminds me of that tattoo I secretly got when I was sixteen. At the same time I feel this burn on my neck, I can see an image appearing on Izzy’s neck. Lines are being drawn on her skin as her marking sigil slowly appears until it takes the form of what kind of looks like half a love heart with an S going through it and two dots in the centre. I wonder what the one on my neck looks like.

Summer’s fingers shook as she slowly unbuttoned his shirt from the top by his throat. She could feel the warmth of his breath on her neck and knew that he was fighting the urge to bite her. He remained motionless, waiting for her to move further. She could feel the tension increase as she slowly made her way down, gradually releasing each button to display his muscular chest. Her eyes were transfixed by an emerging tattoo. On his sternum was tired tree branches that spread off in every direction. As she pushed her hand to open more of his shirt the patterns changed towards his arms which took a haunted vein and shattered glass appearance. On the end of some of the branches had numerous nam