Morgan Brennan Tattoo Novels & Stories

Dustin sneered. “Certainly not. If you tell me, I can leave one person alive, but if you don’t, I’m going to annihilate your entire family.” Brennan’s face turned grim, but in the end, he could only sigh. Then, he whispered, “I can tell you that the person who gave the orders that day was someone with a red spider lily tattoo on the back of his hand.” Dustin’s face froze. Some organizations used tattoos to mark their members. That was a very common thing.

he said. I shook my head. “No. No, this is crazy. Adrian never mentioned..” “He didn’t want you to know,” Brian said, cutting me off. “And we don’t talk, anyway.” “I still don’t believe you,” I muttered. He let out a long, annoyed breath and started unbuttoning the top of his lab coat. “What are you doing?” I asked. He tugged the collar of his shirt down and showed me a tattoo on his chest. A black wolf head with dark ink.

Stone instructed Jacob. Jacob rolled up his shirt sleeve and revealed a tattoo of a roaring black bear on the inside of his arm, with the word "Black" beneath it. "You want me to get a tattoo like that?" May asked with widening eyes. "Yes," Stone replied. "Everyone who sees it will know that you belong to me and are protected by me. To harm someone with this bear tattoo means they're not respecting me. Not many people dare to do that in this town. This tattoo will protect you, May."

"They stopped suddenly, too, as if he thought we were a...lost cause." Tristan's gaze met hers. "Was there anything else you can recall about the man tonight?" She went to shake her head, but then something flickered to mind. "He had a tattoo on his left pec, over his heart. It was about three inches long." She straightened, making Brady shift his hand to her hip. "I need something to draw on." Ceara stood and went to a shelf, bringing back a pad of paper and pen.

" Impossible! My informant told me that the Harbor group also facing the same problem. Even They said They have the same tattoo on their wrist. " Alissa defended. She has been spying on her father's business. She knows what her father is capable too. At least he won't dare to create a war between them directly... " What kind of tattoo? Alissa!" Mr Williamson asks, He knows about Alissa and Jacob's plan from the very beginning. " It's a tattoo of a serpent. Dad's tattoo analyst wanted to know who Drew it but shockingly, The tattoo is unique and is made of some foreign characters. We don't know what it is. "

I watch as his gaze slides over to Theo and he sees something that has his mouth falling open, a laugh escaping. “What the hell is that?” he asks, pointing to Theo’s bare chest. Theo furrows his brow, looking down at himself. “What?” I follow where Jax is pointing and right away, I see it. The name ‘Brooke’ in thick black ink, tattooed in large, swirly lettering across Theo’s left pec. Over his heart. I snort, shaking my head. “Jesus, man.” “What?!” Theo demands, looking from me to Jax.

“Dottie and I suspected as much. Bjorn, you don’t think Dottie and I just randomly showed up here to volunteer as gardeners, did you?” Bjorn’s eyebrows knitted in confusion. “What? What is that supposed to mean?” “Bjorn, I recruited them,” Miriam said, matter of factly. “I know who you are. I know your family history.” Miriam then pulled up the right sleeve of her silky, flowered blouse, revealing an unusual tattoo: a dog’s sharp canine, overlaid over a lovely purple flower. The tattoo had faded as Miriam became an older woman, seemingly having been there for decades.

Only Jonathan knew what Morgan meant. "Make sure that Theo and Jessica are safe! The target is Theo! Because Theo has a snake tattoo on his back. And it's a red snake that I think is a bloody snake!" Everyone was shocked. What does Morgan mean? Why Matheo? "Matheo is the orphanage kid I adopted as my son! And on the left side of his back is a bloody snake tattoo! And when I asked, Theo didn't remember anything!" Morgan explained again. The three people there were still digesting all the words said by the Sovereign.

And a man in gloves holding a tattoo needle. Jacob spun. “What the hell is this?” Leo stepped in behind him, the door clicking shut. “Every man in my inner circle is marked. You’re married to me now. You don’t get to walk around with a clean canvas.” “You’re branding me?” Leo’s voice dropped. “I’m claiming you.” Jacob took a shaky step back. “That’s psychotic.” “No,” Leo said calmly. “It’s permanent.” The tattoo was small. Simple. A black line through the Greek letter Omega, right below his collarbone, just far enough to hide under a shirt, just close enough to remind him he belonged to a killer.

She had reached her goal and was now the Bellator champion. An arm encircled her waist with a familiar hand pulling her into his side. Instinctively, Taz reached down and touched the tattoo on his outer wrist. A small bill of sale declaring that his body, heart and soul had been sold to the Devil herself. Linking her fingers with his, she played with his titanium wedding band. Running through the center was a rainbow in support of his daughter. Beneath the ring, in the style of her trademark rainbow braids, TAZ was tattooed on his ring finger.