Money Boog Tattoo Novels & Stories

“Yannick saw the kids born from those women as assets. The boys would go on to become his boeviki, and the girls … Well, we had other uses.” We? Did she just say we? My eyes widen as I hold my breath. She straightens up, advancing on me with purpose. I start to stand, but she’s faster. She kneels in front of me, ripping open her jacket and shirt to expose the skin on her right shoulder. Pressed into it is a tattoo of a fox sitting on its haunches. Its black body is surrounded by thick, detailed chains. One look, and I can tell that the tattoo has been there for a long time.

Chapter 1 I just moved out of my new condo. Why? Because my dad kicked me out just because I won't stop the habits, he also cut my cards and gave me 150,000 pesos that I should budget for one month. As if it will cover all my spending habits! He also buys me a condo where I can stay until I changed to be the better person he wants me to be, I should stick to one lover. As if I treated those guys as my lover!

Harder. Thus Moreau increased the tempo and force of the pressure. The murmur of a deep, hoarse voice almost created something-unusual between them. However, right now it was undeniable that Moreau could do everything freely behind her stepfather's body. Including observing the nearly connected tattoo on the back of his neck, she had not guessed wrong from the start. In fact, the tattoo was exactly the shape of a bird flapping its wings. Everything was so clearly detailed with special details, although there was something Moreau could not possibly understand clearly.

"Thanks, Nathan, but I'd love another glass full of wine. You can leave your alpha's order on me." Nathan and I peered with narrowed gaze at him as he lifted his left hand. He rolled the sleeve up to reveal a tattoo of a pack of four wolves howling at the full moon. He stroked his thumb on the wolves while mumbling something under his breath. The wolves on his forearm came to life as they moved to howl at the moon. "They'll be here in ten minutes." Rogue smiled and I peeked a hesitant glance at my father. He was sitting there like in a theater, watching a movie unfold. Getting up, he stretched his hands and yawned. "My job is done here I guess."

I said as he took the bowl before wolfing it down. “Woah there tiger,” I giggled as he set the bowl aside, “Where do you want this tattoo?” He asked as I bite my lip, “On my back,” I replied as he raised his eyebrows, “Okay, and what have you decided on getting?” He asked, causing a smile to appear on my lips, “I was thinking of getting a blossom branch with the word rebirth in Chinese on my side,” I explained causing his eyebrows to raise once again.

Or a bullet, depending on which syndicate controlled the gate this week. Morgan cut the motor and let the boat glide the last hundred yards. “I’ll talk,” she said. “They remember me, from last spring.” She rolled her sleeve to show a faded tattoo, a signet ring burned into her bicep. “Scrip gets us in. Don’t act desperate.” Wyn snorted. “If desperation had a smell, it’d be us.” “I’m counting on it,” Morgan said, and vaulted to the dock before any of them could say goodbye.

“Leo keeps his word,” Susan scoffed, “Oh sure he does. He threatened to hurt you if you didn't return his money in two weeks and sure enough, he did. Of course he keeps his word. I see why you have such faith in him,” she added sarcastically. “And what exactly are you ‘working on’ this time around? Are you going to borrow money from yet another mob boss or are you going to make another bad investment?”

He was gone, Asher Blackwood was gone! “Shit.” I cursed out loud, scurrying towards his booth as the fear of him being a dine-and-dasher filled me greatly. Thankfully he wasn’t one of those, as I spotted a wad of cash on the table, a sigh of relief escaped me as I grabbed onto the dollar notes when my eye caught a note inbetwen one of them. “‘MOOSOON CREEK”’ was all it said.

"Wait." Standing up, Mobius continued to smile and shook his head. "Last offer—500 million. That's the best price I'm offering you, as the price you demand is null, considering how Mr. Bozad has protected you on more than one occasion. After all, life is priceless, don't you think?" "Are you fucking kidding me?!" Seeing that Mobius was not going to back down, Mr. Shrode swore under his breath and snatched the spiritron vein off the table.

Said the girl on the other end of the phone, who is one of my trustees in Japan. "Pavi, I need you to find all information about this person and this Logo, and when I say all, you know what I mean." I told her as I emailed her all the details. "Yeah, I know, hmmm about Argon Socherberg? Who exactly is this man? He also has a tattoo on his face, is this the new trend? This logo, it’s the same with your tattoo right?" she wondered. "Is there any pending mission there?" I asked lazily as I sat in my swivel chair, ignoring her questions.