Pisces Tattoo Elements Novels & Stories

I mused, popping a piece of bread in my mouth. “You, a tattoo? Good girl Sophia with permanent ink, I can’t picture it..” He teased me and I couldn’t help but smile. “I resent that statement.” I scoffed, throwing a hand over my heart in mock offence. Jasper’s smile widened, “What would you get?” He leaned back in his seat with his arms crossed over his chest. “The elements; air, fire, earth and water and a crescent moon with a shadow.” The image had been playing in my head for a while.

Eric smiles as he says, “Now I understand why we are the Ying and Yang of Pisces. Come on and look in the mirror.” I frown as I get out of bed and approach the mirror so I can look at my neck. I open my eyes wide, gasping in surprise when I see my mark: it's the symbol of Pisces. A goldfish lying to the right, and a platinum fish lying to the left. The three of us stare at the mark, when suddenly it starts to glow. We all widen our eyes in surprise at what is happening when Alec says, “Eric, touch her left shoulder and I'll touch her right one.” I look at him, confused, as I reply, “What are you trying to do, Alec?”

His skin color was a bit pale and his eyes become cuter when he smile “Aquarius, the water-bearer of the Zodiacs, Ms. Almirah Shine Salvatore.” Almirah then stepped up on the stage. Only now did I notice her dress. It shows her cleavage and no doubt her chest has something to be proud of. Her body was also well-shaped and a mermaid sign was prominently carved above her right breast. “Pisces, the fish of the Zodiacs, Mr. Lotus Iunick Akiyo.” A man with a tall body figure landed calmly on the stage. His face was gentle. He has a baby face. Well, I got to admit it. He’s cute. And he has a charismatic smile.

I smiled, though my body trembled slightly with unease. He smirked, his eyes darkening as he sauntered towards me. Slowly, he reached out, invading my space. My gaze drifted to his chest, where intricate tattoos sprawled across his skin, half of his left chest completely inked. There was a large python coiled menacingly, its fangs bared as if ready to strike. Surrounding it were other symbols—a bleeding dagger, an intricate skull wrapped in thorns, and a blood moon rising behind them all. The ink seemed almost alive, dark and haunting, like it held secrets too dangerous to reveal. I had seen something like this before. The imagery was disturbing, almost as if he were part of some secretive c

“You’re the one that asked about my tattoos.” I swallowed, watching as he undid the rest of the buttons except the last two buttons. When he turned his back to me, I let out a gasp. His back was fully inked with a variety of tattoos. He let me soak it all in some more before letting out a breath. “Most of it I got after turning Alpha. If you look closer, you’d see some koi fish towards the base.” My mouth formed an ‘o’ as I inched closer. Sure enough, there were some orange koi fish curved around what seemed to be an inscription in Kanji.

The four types of tattoos were the Alpha tattoo, the Beta tattoo, the Zeta tattoo, and the member tattoo. My tattoo had seven moons at the top of my back with two versions of the Helm of Awe on each shoulder blade. In the middle of my back was Yggdrasil, the tree of life with a wolf head coming out of the roots. Finally, below the wolf and running down my spine was my name in Old Norse. In the middle of Yggdrasil’s branches, the Alpha sign of our pack was cleverly blended in.

“Who are you talking about? I don’t know anything about her, Agnes as I said earlier is not familiar to me. His rebellious tone made my anger reach the roof. I pressed my dagger deeper on his Adam's apple but there was not even a sign of slight fear. Picasso’s composure held steady. Looking intently into my eyes with a deadly serious air about him, he said: “I am not lying. I don’t have any information about Agnes. ” Any word that came out of Picasso only irritated me further. I stared at him with hard eyes and suddenly, my eyes were drawn to his arm. What attracted my attention was a mark on him: the tattoo which was only half concealed by the sleeve. The symbol was clearly recognizable; it

Marcus said. I lifted my head and looked at the bike again through tears. Now that I could see past the shock, I noticed the rest. The new paint was deep black with a subtle shimmer that only showed when the light hit it just right. Along the side of the tank, worked into the design so delicately I almost missed it, was a dagger. Behind it, a crown. Around both, the fine lines of a compass, woven together in the exact shape of our tattoo. My hand pressed against my chest.

Among the twelve zodiacs, Pisces was a very special one. Wherever God of War went, he would follow him. He would secretly help Thomas do things and protect him. Among the twelve zodiacs, his identity was similar to that of a personal bodyguard. “Pisces, are you here?” “Yes.” “Help me buy something and send it to my room?” “What is it?” “A pig.” Pisces was speechless. Even Pisces, who was experienced in fighting and knew Thomas very well, could not help but be stunned for a few seconds when he heard it.

When I realized I was already descending the steps and I was barely a meter from this majestic God of the seas, I stopped to look at his neck, I went down his back and concentrated on his tattoo, there was a kind of school of fish swimming, some hammerhead sharks, some dolphins, rays, corals. It was a whole marine scene that left my mouth open, it had too many details, too many colors, the tattoo rose from the lower area of ​​her belly to the middle of her back, it was a beautiful work of art that, together with her splendid physique, made of the set something simply worth seeing, I continued detailing her back and continued to her buttocks.