Ninja Tattoo Novels & Stories

"Are you ready, baby?" She nodded, sighing before taking a sip of her wine. "I am." I put my hands on her waist, resisting every temptation to slip my fingers underneath her dress and fall to my knees. With that view, I could only imagine it. Nina breathed out, pushing her back into my chest. Now is not the time to get hard. Nina came there for a tattoo, and I wanted to do it for her. I thought I would be nervous about Nina seeing such a personal part of me, but it was her-I couldn't be nervous. I'd show her everything her heart desired.

Scar shouted before Jasmine disappeared into the room. ______________ Jasmine settled on the chair provided for her as she examined the different designs of tattoos on the walls, "Did you design all of these?" She asked pointing at the drawings as Alejandro turned around to look at what she was pointing at, "Yes, I did," he replied as Jasmine continued to admire the drawings in awe, "They're beautiful," she said as Alejandro chuckled before walking towards her with the materials to get started, "Thank you, so what would you like to get?" He asked as Jasmine lay back with a grin on her face, "I'd like to get a Japanese dragon with words at the end of its tail," she said as Alejandro looked at

Jenna subconsciously craned her head to look through Lincoln's open window and saw a man in the backseat of the car, with his back to her, shirtless. He was injured, with a gash on his big arm that was simply bandaged with his shirt, and blood seeped through his clothes and kept flowing down, rendering the ...... male lion tattoo on his waist! Male lion tattoo!!! Jenna's eyes widened in shock, staring blankly at the tattoo, her heart almost stopping ...... The lion was fierce and majestic, lifelike in the blood, with bloodshot eyes that seemed to stare at Jenna. It was him! It really was him! Jenna was about to go forward to check out the man's face, but she was grabbed fiercely!

“Normally our warriors have had a year or two to find their mates. Giving it to someone who hasn’t yet come of age is… unorthodox. However, my commanders and I feel the risk of having you in the field without the tracking ability the tattoo provides is too high. Having spoken to the witch whose magic is within the tattoo, she believes it won’t cause any permanent issue with your future bond.” He folds his hands, eyes steady on mine. “Nevertheless, I want to ask your permission before we continue.” Am I supposed to say no? As if I’d ever say no to this. “What are the risks of getting it?” I ask, buying myself a few seconds. “We don’t know,” he says honestly. “Most likely there are no risks or

“Have those ninjas been caught?” “Yes, they were captured.” Maxime explained. “But they were very stubborn and didn’t reveal useful information. These ninjas came prepared. They all bit the highly poisonous poison hidden in their teeth and committed suicide shortly after we caught them. We lost all of our clues as a result. “The only useful clue we found among the corpses of this group of ninjas was that each of them has a plum blossom tattooed on their bodies. Hence, we’ve given them the name ‘Ume Ninja’.”

Her eyes were so deep and beautiful that I just wanted to drown in them. One day Rasiya and I were having lunch at the cafeteria, Naina and Puneet were there as well. Suddenly my eyes fell on Naina's leg. Near her ankle, there was a tattoo. It was a star, moon, and sun tattoo near her ankle. It was very unique. I have never seen this type of tattoo in my life.

Nikolai is a god among men, and I am fortunate to be embraced by his presence. Nikolai’s tattoos are sexy, and I find myself unable to resist tracing them with my finger. The stars inked on both his shoulders catch my attention, making me curious about their meaning. However, it’s the eagle tattooed on his chest that truly captivates me. The majestic bird exudes power and strength, its wings spread wide as if poised for flight. The intricate details of the tattoo come alive on his skin, and I can’t help but admire its beauty. The eagle symbolizes freedom, and in that moment, I feel as if I am soaring alongside it.

I wanted to caress that ink on his bicep and his sinewy forearms. “Join me.” I licked my lips and swallowed hard. My gaze dropped to what was peeking through his boxers—his tattoo. I moved forward so he could sink in behind me. “The tattoo you have there is interesting.” “It’s inked out of fun.” “What does it mean?” I knew it was written in Japanese. “Keizoku w* chikara nari. Something like, don’t give up.” “I like it.” “Thanks. You’re killing me, you know,” he said with a groan as he joined me. He settled himself in, stretching his legs out on either side of me. He then wrapped his arms around me.

He moved a bit away from her and began unbuttoningthis shirt. Nima's brows raised in confusion. “Your abs are fake? Don't tell me you're about to remove a silicone from your abs.” She said in an amused tone. Joel chuckled at her words while still proceeding with his action till he was done. He turned his back to her and gently pulled down his shirt to reveal the tattoo of a mysterious shadowy figure with 2 small horns protruding at its forehead. It looks like a creature shrouded in darkness. It looks distinct yet vivid as it's red eyes look like they are glowing softly under the radiance of the moon.

What she said was still ringing in my head. He had a tattoo of a crest on his back and another of three spades on the skin at his lower back directly above his left butt cheek. I was never into bad boys. I didn't like their vibe or the energy around them. I could live with a bike or a small tattoo but not the ones Jane described or the piercing in his left nipple. I mean, who in their right mind pierces their nipple? I couldn't fathom how someone as sweet, good, and adorable as Nancy could have a grandkid like that.