Nicki Minaj Tattoo Novels & Stories

Now she had only her cotton panties on, it was nothing special but it gave her off as a present ready to be devoured. “You look great Laila,” the one below her said as glanced at her body, slowly he moved down to her feet where he placed a soft kiss which was accompanied by his hot breath. It sent the tingles up her body and erupted the pool based in her lower belly. His kisses continued, soft and particular as they trailed up her legs to her thighs which spent more time on, kissing on the skin before he moved to her hip bone, where a small tattoo was inked. He stared at it, frowning at the thought of having a guy have this view of her skin when making the mark. “It was a lady that fixed tha

Adina slapped Flint on the arm and said coldly, “This would be the last time. Don’t call me here for something like this again!” “Oh, Addy. Don’t be mad.” Flint scratched his nose. “Let me treat you and your babies to dinner tonight. What do you say?” “I’m not interested!” Adina pushed him away impatiently. Flint frowned as his gaze fell on her neck. “Why do you have a tattoo?” He got a little closer, and his brow furrowed even more. “It’s the letter N. What does that stand for?” Adina pulled up her collar and said coldly, “It’s none of your business.”

I asked. "She’s in a state, Leo." Nikki said, her own eyes shadowing when they fell to the mark on my neck. Even with the tattoos on my neck, her mark wasn’t hidden away… I won’t deny that I examined it closely. It was a heart of fire in two shades, half was silvers and blues whilst the other was navy and blacks. It may look like a heart created from flames, but if you look closer, you could see that it was in fact, two wolf heads nuzzling together with fur made of fire.

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.

Since there was no one else there, Nick monopolized a space near the bathrooms, and after fixing himself something to eat on the camper’s tiny propane stove, spent the evening carefully tracing through the magazine pages with the sharpie markers, applying mock tattoos to the backs of his hands and knuckles, along his forearms and chest. Examining his artistic handiwork critically in a chipped hand mirror he'd found among the personal effects of the camper's previous owner, Nick convinced himself his 'tattoos' looked no worse than the actual ones he’d seen inked on other people. Between his deliberately scraggly beard, shaved head, unkempt appearance and now tacky tattoos, at a glance, I shou

She sighed and slowly slid down while she looked at me, stopping when her knees were bent and she was in a squatting position. “The party has arriiivveed,” she sang. Nikki wore fitted jeans, black fuck-me heels and a short red cropped t-shirt showing off her belly. Her makeup was done and her hair was up in a high tight ponytail. She called it her battle hairstyle. She said it made her feel like a “boss bitch”. She stood to her feet and looked around. “Just us?” She asked. “You didn’t see Mavy when you came through the front door?” I asked.

I don’t remember having these new tattoos on me. “Nothing.” I answered as I put on the sock on my left foot. “Don’t you have work today?” I ask her, trying to make a conversation as I folded my right knee and saw another tattoo on the inner part of my right ankle which said Drive. I had a bad feeling that there’s a tattoo on the outer side of my right ankle and as I turned to see it, there was indeed a tattoo which says N.C. “I skipped.” Maddie’s response caught my attention.

I teased. Kimi laughed. “And have something permanent on my neck? No thanks.” “I wouldn’t mind getting a tattoo that represents you, though,” Nate commented. “Seriously?” Kimi asked. “You could get each other's names over your hearts,” I smirked. Nate snorted, and Kimi growled. “Sure. Because I’m a narcissist who wants to look at her name while she has sex.” “We could get little tiny hearts on our wrists,” Nate suggested, stifling a laugh.

She didn’t do anything to affect her business but she did something to spoil her mood. The tattoo on her wrist. ‘N’ Nicholas’s initial. How dare she to flaunt that audacious tattoo with heart symbol on either side of the letter in front of her? To the outside world, N is for Natalie but she knew about the intention behind that fucking tattoo very well. Argh! God! She can’t digest what she saw. She tolerated seeing them hold hands, kiss each other but tattoo? Really!? Is she taking revenge on her for kissing Nicholas in front of her in his lounge few days ago?

I will have to carry the pairing chip around, so this will be entirely my choice. Just a few minutes later, the tattoo is done, and Ara is standing by a mirror checking it out. The design is beautiful, with interlaced stars and a colorful pattern of gold and silver connections between them. "Sir, what stone have you chosen?" she says, opening up a plastic organizer box. "The Rose Diamonds," I say. Nancy pauses and looks up at me. "Sir, those are—" "Thank you, Nancy. The tattoo looks great," Ara cuts her off unintentionally. "Oh, sorry," she adds once she realizes we're both looking at her.