Naga Khmer Tattoo Novels & Stories

Karl gets up from the couch and stalks towards him, stopping to cross his arms and lean against the archway. “Nolan says his brother was a member of that gang, and it’s said that the design of their tattoos tells you what rank you were. Doesn’t seem like yours was all that big, I’m guessing you weren’t that big a member then,” he snorts. Harken just narrows his eyes, fed up with the night’s events as is, but lifts his shirt to rip it over his head, revealing the large mixed tribal and Celtic style tattoo that runs from his left wrist up his arm and to his chest, the intricate symbol of the Lewis tribe crest in the middle of his breast, and the large head of a wolf covering his shoulder, wind

Danika responded. "Who drew it?" She asked. "I wish I knew. It was visible after I shifted. It was never there before and no one drew it on my body," she replied. The tattoo was the picture of a wolf howling under the moon. "It is beautiful though." "Thank you Ms. Nahigra." She said as she grabbed an apple. "Thanks for the fruits too." She said and got watered by Nicholas again. "Nicholas stop!" She yelled. "Do you know Danika?" Nahigra asked Hoots who was preparing where his wife would lie down to sleep.

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.

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.

"Are you Mulan?" The Snake tattoo is the common tattoo for Kolara tribal women, every woman has it. "Yes! One and only..." She was cool, I liked her nature. "Rotero gave me your contact. He said you will help me to settle." I informed and she frowned. "Rotero will not send any random person to me... Who are you?" She was confident. "I am Mallika... No, sorry. I am Miguel" I was nervous by her interrogation. "You don't know your own name?"

I just shrugged and looked around the shop. I left Luke there and looked around at the walls where their designs were displayed. I will admit, their proposed samples for tattoos are great. There's Tribal or Polynesian tattoos that's inspired by the numbers of indigenous communities' beliefs and culture. There's Japanese that I believe is very rare these days, as well as the American traditional. I was also amazed with the samples of their Realism tattoos. Along with them are the New School and Watercolor which I think has something in common, they just look a little bit alike but you'll see the difference if you'll look at it closely.

He responds as he looks at me. I glance towards the end of the bar and nod towards the woman sitting there. Trevor looked at me and nodded then cleared his throat. The young woman at the end didn't move a single muscle. Her long black wavy hair hung over one side of her shoulder covering her face but revealing a small piece of tattoo on her shoulder blade. I glance in the giant mirror on the wall behind the counter. The tops of two very detailed wings covered her shoulders and disappeared under the back of her dress. There was a small tattoo on the back of her neck that I recognized well. It's a symbol we all get when we come of age as wolves. It's like a badge of honor.

He raises it over a golden bowl and allows several drops to fall into the bowl with a hiss. “You may sit and receive your mark.” Mr streeter steps to the side to allow Will to make his way over to the tattoo man. He sits bending forward to allow the man access to the back of his neck. The tattoo man picks up the needle and starts his work. All Hunters receive the same mark, two crossed swords encircled by a snake. The ink used is laced with magic which is what gives us our heightened gifts. I watch in interest as the tattoo is completed, will the gift present itself straight away? It differs from hunter to hunter. Some may feel the power awakening in there bodies whilst others take longer to

He would have to find them, in any way possible. “Good, that area is settled. About the jaguars, I can take care of that. I know the jaguars, one or two friends, from many years ago. I think I still know their dwelling.” Nathan concluded, palming his hands and then clasping them together. “So, do any of us have any idea what the tattoos could mean? I have tried deciphering it, but to no avail.” Aiden started, when the room had accepted some beats of silence.

I asked myself as I backed away weakly and nervously looking at the two Koi tattoos behind him. 'It's a Koi… Yin Yang… And the tattoo on her back isn't a moon.'