Naruto Tattoo Novels & Stories

He had his right hand resting on the left part of his chest and on it was the beautiful life-like tattoo of a white lotus. Across from him stood some ten people, six men and four women with the same antennae features. If one observed closely they would also notice on the back of their hands the same tattoo as on the white beard young man's. "We all know each other here, countless times we have worked together. I have abandoned the name of my cowardly father and become Pure. Together, Purity and I have served Primal and we will continue to do so even in the face of this seemingly impassable chasm." He paused, looking around the group of ten, his eyes looking directly into theirs. They all sta

I really did not want to feel weak ever again. My parents totally thought I was crazy when I decided to get a few tattoos. I had a big one slung over my shoulder that reached down to my bicep—our crew's tribal symbol. I also had another large one on my back and a warrior symbol on my inner bicep, courtesy of Gaspar. But my favorite was a cool tattoo guys get when they find their match. It sat just below my waistband, right in the middle of my stomach. A symbol that looked like this: ∞.

"Is there any special meaning for the tattoo on your body?" Nathaniel still asked after all. Mango's hands paused slightly. The tattoo on her body was for covering the burning scars from the fire, but could she tell Nathaniel about it? What was the point of talking about this now? Mango laughed coldly and said, "I just like it." "Like it?" Nathaniel contemplated on these two words with a gloomy look in his eyes. Mango avoided his gaze and quickly fixed herself up. She said in a low voice, "I want to go back. I'm so sorry that you've spent the money for nothing this time."

“Your tattoos are beautiful.” I look at the tattoo of a skull surrounded by black flames. My whole right arm is decorated with tattoos from shoulder to wrist. My skin prickles with every caress of her fingers, but I don’t stop her from touching me. The tattoo sleeve has several tribal symbols, and there are a seal trident and a frogman tattoo on my shoulder. Each tattoo represents something in my life. The skull represents my status as an Assassin, and the cross is a play on my name. Her finger moves down the line of my intricate cross, then to the inside of my rib cage, where I have an inscription. Qui velit, ut vivat in aeternum.

I say in a strong voice. I wasn’t expecting much to happen, given I’m not a nagata, but that was probably foolhardy on my part because as soon as I was finished taking my oath, my left arm began to burn just like Mei’s had. I grit my teeth and lift my sleeve just in time to watch a tattoo forming on my arm, but it’s nothing like Mei’s. On my arm appears an iridescent black and brown wolf with a black and gold snake coiled around it, not in a threatening way but like the two are unified. I’ve never seen anything like it in my life and based on the look of shock on Qiang and Nuo’s faces, I think it’s safe to say neither have they. I guess this is what happens when you become the first mutolupu

I'm about to scream when Nico orders his men to gag me. The pain is excruciating, and I feel the tears burning in my eyes, spilling down the sides of my face. After what feels like an eternity, the tattoo artist finishes his work. I relax in the chair, exhausted, just wanting this nightmare to end. When he's done, a bold, beautiful script tattoo reading "Nico Demonio" is sitting across the top of my breast. Nico comes to inspect it, a satisfied smile on his lips. He bites his lower lip, and then orders the gag and restraints to be removed.

"You can say that to Carson." Carson, I didn't know he was that much of a psychopath if it was Nelson I wouldn't be that surprise but him, the guy who is unbothered and fucking rude. "Other than piercings, do you have tattoos?" I asked and he nodded showing off his back. I know that he has one on his left arm, the drawing is a racing car with his name on it and flames around the car, on his abdomen, there is a drawing of angels wing with a rose on the middle. And finally, on the back, there is a large phoenix with a cursive name on the top.

I see the Kanji symbol, its line is like the sun on his back. "That's the tattoo? Seriously? I don't want it." I said and shook my head I don't want that tattoo because it's so ugly! "Me too, I don't want it." Augustin said as he touched the symbol on Hideo's back. "That's all Daddy Morfeo!" Hideo said as he faced us again.

Asim switches to the other breast and I moan as Hikaru licks and nibbles where they marked me. It looks like I have many tattoos where all of my mate marks are from the Celtic dragon and vines on my wrist to the dragon on my shoulder, the Kitsuné on my neck and the wolf shield on the opposite side of my neck. Add them to my three actual tattoos which are all witchy and I look very inked up.

She blinked and met his innocent eyes, waiting patiently for a genuine reply. “To be sincere, it does seem disturbing a little bit, but I think it's also a cool tattoo, why don't you show it off sometime”. She replied with a smile. “Never!” “Is it just on the arm, right?” She asked. “No… I have on my arms then my whole back covered, it's stupid how could I have done that to my skin! It gives people wrong impressions about me in the changing room”. He said in annoyance. Hinata swallowed tightly.