Ragnar Head Tattoo Novels & Stories

I had been Silas Sterling's mate for seven years. We decided to get tattoos of each other's names. This was a Binding Tattoo that represented eternal love in the Moonstone Wolf pack. It had the power to bind mates eternally. When I got the tattoo, I realized the malicious words 'Public Male Amenity' had been tattooed on my chest. It chilled me to the bone. My adopted sister, Greta Pound, was the one who tattooed me. She covered her mouth as she laughed. "Don't you always enjoy attracting the attention of all the male werewolves by dressing so skimpily in the pack, Freya? I'm just helping you to publicize this." Greta was a female werewolf I had saved. Why was she treating me this way when I treated her like my sister? I grabbed her hair angrily, but Silas pushed me violently to the side as he pulled Greta protectively into his arms. He frowned as he berated me unhappily, "Greta was just joking with you. Why are you so mad about it?" I stared at his bare chest where my name should be tattooed. However, the name 'Greta' was there instead. She looked up at me from Silas' arms and smiled innocently yet tauntingly at me. "Silas said our names rhymed, Freya, so I played a joke by tattooing my name on him. You aren't mad about this, are you?"

TRIGGER WARNING: THIS BOOK CONTAINS MATURE THEMES, INCLUDING EXPLICIT SEXUAL CONTENT, NON-CONSENSUAL CAPTIVITY, PHYSICAL AND EMOTIONAL ABUSE, VIOLENCE, AND SCENES OF TORTURE. READER DISCRETION IS STRONGLY ADVISED. Amara never belonged neither to the world of humans nor the savage realm of wolves. Rejected by the man she loved and betrayed by her own blood, she runs to a distant pack, hoping to disappear. But fate is crueler than love. Abducted by Ragnar, a ruthless alpha obsessed with her awakening, Amara is caged in his underground empire, stripped of freedom, and forced to dance for monsters. He needs her consent for a ritual that will bind her to him forever — body, soul, and power. To break her, he takes her sister. Now Amara must choose: surrender to save the only family she has left… or resist and risk losing everything including herself.

I, Martina Steele of Crescent Pack, vow to avenge my and the pack's demise. I am no longer submissive and forgiving. My ruthlessness will write a new history in the world of werewolves as Female Alpha. Sinners will have to pay with their lives, Amen. *** Martina has been a Luna, and the chosen mate of Noah Ragnar for the longest time. But all of that changed when Noah introduced a young girl whom he declared as his fated mate. It was a hard pill to swallow but Martina would have gladly stepped down for Noah's happiness but he asked her to become his Mistress instead. Inflicted by this Martina rebelled against Noah's decision and was assassinated by her rival. But life worked in mysterious ways. Reborn an hour earlier from her demise, Martina vowed to never make the same mistakes again. She will rise and lead her own pack herself.

Zoya Ironwood was nothing significant. Just a star fighter at Shadow Rings. She didn't have to be significant to survive. Zoya hid her identity as an omega for years. She was mated to Alpha Xander. Everything was fine. Until her whole world collided with Ragnar Throne, the cold immortal Lycan, or in simpler terms, pure evil and destruction. In one day, everything she struggles to build comes crashing down. She is left rejected and alone. She is forced to do his bidding and endure his manipulate ways if she wants to survive. It's almost bearable... But doesn't he know the meaning of personal space? Zoya can't imagine why he is coming close to her. But if she wants her freedom, then she must study her enemy very closely. Playing a dangerous game of love is the only way to end him. But whoever falls first looses.

Twelve years ago, Alita's parents got involved with the most powerful mafia don in Italy and got executed on a Christmas eve. She and her one day old brother were left to escape by the killer's son, whose blue eyes and dove tattoo seems to haunt Alita when ever she tries to sleep. Another killing took place and she happen to be the only witness. Not just that, the second killer eventually turns out to be the killer of her parents. Unfortunately, she had fallen in love him! If you happen to be in Alita's shoes, will you let love blind the urge or avenge your parents death?

Running away from her enemies, Kimberly got caught and was beaten to stupor by some goons. She was only able to catch sight of a strange tattoo before she passed out. Kimberly saw herself in a different place with few unfamiliar people, it was as if fate was about to be replayed but this time, she reincarnated into a wolf. She is determined to take control over her pack, revenge for her late family and return back to her world. But what happens when the taste of her nemesis becomes her addiction? Will she rule her pack even for once or continue ravishing in the shield of the devilish Alpha? Will she ever return to wherever she came from?

After whiskey, betrayal, and the undeniable urge to spite her cheating, gay ex, Maeve Summers had a one-night stand with a gorgeous stranger. Six years later, former detective turned journalist Maeve is horrified to discover he was Aurelian Morgenstein, the mysterious mafia lord she must interview to save her crumbling career. With piercing blue eyes and a jet-black serpent tattoo coiling around his hand, Elian is every bit as tempting as he is dangerous. Especially when her five-year-old daughter, Sia, shares his infamous gaze. Now, Maeve must decide what’s more at risk: her career, her heart, or the truth about Sia’s father.

[MATURE CONTENTS, NO RAPE, VIOLENCE, DARK] She didn't realize she was slowly falling deeply for the handsome billionaire who always hid in the shadows, shrouded in darkness and mystery. Despite the blaring alarm in her head screaming 'danger alert,' she just had to trust him. But he wasn’t just a wealthy heartthrob; he was a bad boy with sinister intentions. He became her weapon for revenge, an addiction that transformed her into a villain. (EXTRACT) Eamon's gaze flicked to the name tag on her uniform, which read "Mia." He smirked, clearly aware of the deception. "Heather, do you think you can save your life from me in a hospital?" he teased. "Well, if... if you're a disease," Heather retorted, trying to regain some semblance of control. Eamon chuckled softly, a chilling sound. "Sure I am. A terminal one." "Anyway, Mr. Eamon, sorry for taking things the wrong way this morning. Perhaps you thought I was mocking your blindness by saying you changed my clothes," she said sincerely. "It's alright," Eamon replied, a hint of amusement in his tone. "I saw everything though." Heather blinked in confusion. "Huh? But... you're blind. How can you see everything like you claimed?" Eamon's smile widened, and he leaned in slightly. "Let me tell you a secret then, Ms Heather," he said, removing his dark lenses to reveal a set of emerald green eyes. "You have a fading tattoo 'A & H' on your left waist and a tiny black dotty mole underneath your right breast," Eamon said, his voice low and intimate. Heather: "...." Eamon's eyes bore into hers, a predatory glint in them. "You can't hide from me, Heather. Not in a hospital, not anywhere."

“Why did you lie to me? Why didn’t you tell me you are the girl I married seven years ago?” He asked me, leaning further into me so I could feel the bulge in between his legs.“Because I didn’t want to be tagged a home wrecker. The marriage was childish anyway” I struggled to reply.After getting married to a total stranger in a tattoo shop while she was heartbroken, Jumy never thought she was going to see the man she married again until he came rushing into her classroom.Disclaimer:There is a huge age gap between the main characters.This book is purely a work of fiction.This is a BIRACIAL BOOK!!!Black Woman Asian Man (BWAM)

Three years ago, to save his lover Vivian’s son, Alpha Alexander personally drained the life essence from our five-year-old daughter. I fought like a cornered animal to stop him, but Vivian’s rogue wolves broke my legs, carved away my Luna tattoo, and left me for dead in the pack’s Forbidden Zone. Three years later, the boy, Oliver, suffered a relapse of his Bloodline Decay. Only then did Alexander remember we ever existed. He cast a net far and wide, determined to drag my daughter and me back to serve as a living battery for Oliver. But this time, he was in for a bitter disappointment. Because my daughter, Mia, and I were already dead.