Music Note Neck Tattoo Novels & Stories

Aarya “Wow! It’s exquisite!” I marveled at the stunning neck tattoo that adorned my best friend Lea’s skin. My fingers traced the lines of the intricate design as I asked her, “I want one too, but I’m such a wimp thinking about the pain. Did it hurt?” Nestled at the base of her neck, where the curve of her neck met her shoulder, was a beautifully detailed wolf outline tattoo. Below the tattoo were Steven's initials, symbolizing their connection. It looks amazing.

He grabs a coffee and starts to head towards the door but before he can get outside a couple of the pack teenagers come rushing in resulting in one of them bumping into him and spilling his coffee all over his wife-beater. He laughs it off and sends Coby the boy responsible for the mess off to make him another coffee while he takes his shirt off and the second the black material leaves his back a gasp leaves my throat. There on the bottom of his neck is a bright and colourful tattoo. It's a large stem with 4 or 5 flowers coming off of it, each flower a different colour and brightness, and underneath the flower, there is a name in big red letters saying J.A.Y. Immediately my heart starts poun

Jericho smiles warmly, “Coffee would be great. Darling, would you like a cup?” “Yes, please.” Gina grins. It was at this point when I notice something different about her neck. Gina is sporting a fresh mark at the crook of her neck that looks like a scar that has been tattooed over. It’s all black and has kind of a tribal feel. It has imagery depicting a full moon with claw marks on either side circled by a large bite mark that wraps from the front of her shoulder to the back.

Fear gripped him, he hadn’t had a tattoo in his life. "I don’t want a tattoo," he replied, and his gaze landed on Jake’s neck. He spotted a red tattoo of Ashley’s name on his neck, and shivers ran down his spine. He tilted his head, staring at Chris in the driver’s seat, and also spotted the same tattoo on his neck. He subconsciously touched his neck.

made her feel so uncomfortable, Immediately she stood in front of the mirror. Elina shoved her hair off her shoulders to reveal her porcelain white neck. She tilted a little, so she could see, and yes. She spotted so many red marks and they ached. Just as she was about to leave, Elina spotted the spot which was burning. “What's this?” She walked closer to the mirror and reached her ha for her neck. “When did I get a tattoo?” Elina was shocked to find a crescent half-moon on her neck side, it was a little red and slowly turning dark brown. It was burning as if there were fire trapped in her skin. “Ouch,” she muttered when she ran her hand over it, it was a clear half-moon. “Alina, are you in

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.

I hear Tatum say. "Yes it is." I say as I continue looking up at the sky. " I wasn't talking about the moon." I hear Tatum whisper in my ear. I instantly feel my heart start to race. I look down and quickly move to the side and turn around. I look at Tatum suddenly realizing he's shirtless. The tattoo that always peeks out above his suit collar spans down his neck to his shoulder, chest, and side. Its beautiful tribal design holds many details as the lines cross over in every direction. I suddenly realize I'm staring and feel my cheeks flush.

And for Nikon to do it—it was huge for me. I woke up early morning, probably around 4 a.m., and saw Nikon asleep on the couch in the living room. One of his feet was hanging out of the couch and the other resting down. He had his arm folded over his eyes. I noticed his biceps since he was wearing a T-shirt, and then my eyes landed on the tattoos around his arm, a line of musical notes or lyrics, but fragmented.

– 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.