Novel & Cerita Realistic Poseidon Tattoo Drawing

I slightly bit on my bottom lips as I watched him. I stood immobile, letting my eyes wander carelessly around his body. He was sexy as always. This was the first time I had a good chance to get a view on his body. His well defined biceps, his abs were well chiseled and firm as rock as sweat trickled all over his body. God he looked so hot right now, so divine, so Kaden. He had countless tattoos and runes drawn all over his body and arms. I was particularly intrigued by the tattoo of a snake biting its own tail that was pasted on his chest. It was a very intriguing art.

“There are some places in California I’d like to check out too, like Laguna Beach, for body-surfing, body-boarding, diving, and tide-pooling.” “A thrill-seeker, huh?” He grinned. “That I am.” I pointed to his tattoo, solid black, with curves that ended in points and interlocked in complex patterns and abstract designs. “Tell me more about that. I noticed it the first day at work, but I was too embarrassed to ask.” He lifted his short sleeve. “Oh. Well, this is the symbol of strength, power, and bravery.”

One I could recognise anywhere. Seated, with head bowed on his thigh was Damon. He was asleep; both arms folded over his knee and he wasn't wearing a shirt and I could see that from the dull amber lights that flooded into the room from outside. His hair was let free, no longer bound by the strings that usually held them together. They fell freely over his head, brushing his arm, shoulders and broad back, making him look wild— and so beautiful. I swallowed when my eyes caught the outlines of his tattoo. They traveled from his back up to his shoulder. There were fiery drawings reaching up to his neck like he was being consumed by flames and I caught the drawing of an eagles' talon scratching h

We were far from out of the woods, the edge still miles away, but for the first time we were able to relax a little. “What?” he asked as he stopped in front of me. Slowly I trailed my eyes up his body, taking in each piece of ink that covered his skin. The rose to signify his family sat right over his heart. A crow, a skull, and other shapes folded in sharp lines and splashes of red and black from his shoulder down to his wrist. A lion sat on his right pec—a nod to his persona. Each muscle was pronounced, and when I finally reached his gaze, a shiver rolled through me. I blew out a breath and fanned myself.

he comforted her, losing his tight grip on her, so he could see her tattoo. The tattoo from the moon goddess, a sign that she has been accepted into the park, meaning she’s clean and worthy? Also, a sign that she’s his forever. The grey wolf stood with his neck up, like he was howling into the sky, regulus smiled proudly as he looked at the familiar picture of his wolf on her shoulder, the wolf drawing was the same as he is in reality. It drew from her shoulder down to her left breast cleavage and stopped very close to the tip of her left nipple. Satisfied with what he saw, he closed the shower and carried her out of the shower.

I sent a few to Venus although she hasn't responded yet. I looked across the room and smiled as I watched Jupiter wince in pain. The tattoo artist was inking his left arm and I'm assuming that the design was a lot bigger than the ones I have on my wrist. He refused to tell me what it is since it's supposed to be a surprise, as he said. Half an hour later, he waved at me and flashed a thumbs up, to let me know that the tattoo is done. I dropped the book and excitedly sauntered towards them so I can have a look on his little surprise.

The tattoo had been left to heal, and remaining true to the promise I made him, I hadn’t looked at it; no matter how much I was itching to. Gulping, I closed my eyes as he gently peeled off the plaster. “This is my way of claiming you, Rose,” he said and kissed the exposed skin of my shoulder. He removed the bandage, and I slowly opened my eyes. On their own accord, my hands came up and covered my mouth as a gasp escaped my lips when I saw the beautiful drawing that had taken over the hideous scar. It was a motorcycle lost to time and consumed but a wildflower bush. The vines wrapped the metal in their embrace, and big red roses bloomed around it, claiming it. Right next to it lay a huge gra

It’s like a really faint tattoo without the ink. I shut the water off so I can look at it closely. It’s an infinity mark with a single vertical band running around the middle, and two dots on both ends of the band.

“I’m worshipping. There’s a difference.” Kai’s breath hitched as Damien’s thumb dragged over the phoenix’s head, right above his left nipple. The tattoo was intricate—flames curling in shades of red, orange, and deep black ink that seemed to flicker in the low light. It stretched from just below his collarbones down to the bottom of his ribs, wings wrapping around his sides. Geometric patterns from his full sleeves connected to it, making the entire piece feel alive on his lean-muscled swimmer’s build.

I examined his well sculptured body. He had faint scars scattered across his chest and arms. He had a tattoo starting from his neck and finishes just before the hips. It appears to be a tribal one, there were total fifteen shapes of moon, the crescent on the top and full moon at the end. The tattoo was subtle but beautiful. He quickly went inside and wore black shirt much to my dislike, he was too handsome for his own good. I was so lost in checking him out that I had not sensed when Diana stood beside me. she had changed her clothes and was holding a bag. She smiled knowingly, “Reed?”