Music Note Neck Tattoo Novels & Stories

Arnold paused before exiting and leaned down, tapping the gun to my forehead: “Stay put.” I caught it then. A flash of skin above his collar — his turtle neck had slipped down slightly. There, beneath it, was a tattoo, inked deep into the side of his neck. A pattern of overlapping scales, stylized like… ‘Is that a snake?’ I thought. It looked familiar. ‘Where have I seen that before?’ I was so lost in thought I almost missed when they actually stepped out. And then I was alone again. The room seemed quieter now. But the silence wasn’t comforting.

Gray groans against my neck and let his thumb rub circles on my already hard nipple. I forget the fact that there might be people around the house. But this feels too good to stop. I leave a trail of kisses down his neck as he continues to twist my nipple. I moan against his neck and kiss the line of tattoos on his neck. I pause when I see something familiar close to his shoulder bone. My name. He tattooed ny name on his neck. When did he get this? This doesn't look new. Gray pulls his face back to look at me.

Gianna gazed down at her wrist, looking at the small tattoo she got in her teenage years. It was a dandelion, some of the seeds scattered as if blown by the wind, forming a small musical note. Nothing about the drawing was unique, as surely, a lot of women already had the same tattoo as hers now. She had been thinking about erasing it many times over but decided not to. The black ink looked good in her milky skin, but she would rather it stayed hidden.

I don’t even know what’s real anymore, but one thing’s for sure—if Mike sees this, it’s over for me. I knew I shouldn’t have stepped out last night. How the hell did I get a tattoo on my neck? Not even something small or subtle, but a fucking handprint—like someone choking me. It’s not a design; it’s a mark, black ink spread across my skin like a warning. My stomach drops. Fuck. I’m finished.

he finally conceded "We could make a tattoo." I nodded and watched him bring a small instrument. I know tattoo hurts but it's better than having the mate mark on my neck. "Get on the bed." he ordered and I did as told. I gasped unexpectedly when his fingers brushed the skin on my neck. I relaxed when I found that he was only placing my hair back so he could see my neck properly. The machine started and I shut my eyes in fear until I heard my name. "Hazel," I opened my eyes.

“We will be fine. We probably just need the right people in our lives… and get rid of this itch on my back.” I frowned as she hesitated before turning her back to me, wordlessly asking me to scratch her back for her. I couldn’t help but smile as I slowly unzipped her dress, taking in the flawlessness of her back and the tiny tattoo that was there right at the middle of her lower back. It was clearly an infinity sign, with a tiny drawing of the moon on each side of the loops. Extremely identical to the earrings and necklace I gave her. I opened my eyes to ask her when she got a tattoo.

Another tattoo: ‘Darkness is real, and it’s the best place to be’ Why would that be the best place to be? “Why are your tattoos sad?” I question, kneading his precious spinous process. “They’re not all sad. Different seasons of my life…” “Were you sad in the past?” He shrugs, a leisurely smile playing on his lips. Another tattoo beneath his neck: ‘Psalm 139:14’ “You’ve got a Bible scripture,” I note out loud. “See. Not all of them are sad. I’ve got two of those.”

Was I hearing correctly? "You have a tattoo?" He repeated as he pointed to my neck. My hand instantly went to the back of my neck as I shook my head, "What? Um... I mean - oh, I guess. I mean..." Noah started chuckling, "It's just a tattoo, sunshine. Can I see it?" I didn't know how to object and I was still groggy so I awkwardly turned my head so he could see the back of my neck. Noah sat up a bit, leaning against the headboard as he moved my hair with one hand and traced my tattoo with his other hand.

“The chauffeur has a big crowd tattoo on his neck. Just then, the phone in my hand beeped