Roronoa Zoro Tattoo Novels & Stories

"If I could, I would in a heartbeat. Have you seen how drop dead gorgeous you really are tonight? Thank God my instinct wasn't wrong to come after you." "You don't look bad yourself." Don Ortega wore white short-sleeves shirt that revealed the large black mamber snake tatoed on his left hand. To others, it instilled fear, but soomehow, Ravenna found it attractive. "I like your tattoo. It looks really nice." "Really, you like it?" With shock in his eyes, as Raven trailed the tattoo with her middle finger, sending shivers down his spine. "Of course I love it...whats there not to like?" The hotel's choiced meals were spread across the table.

he announced, “and Alpha Theron of the Ironclaw. You will fight under ancient law. No weapons. No interference. To the death, or surrender.” Ryu didn’t flinch. Theron grinned like a man already victorious. Before the fight, there was a ritual. One that hadn’t been done in generations. The Bonding of the Soul, meant to draw strength from Luna. I didn’t want to do it, didn’t want to stand in the center of that bloody place and give the crowd more reason to stare. But Ryu turned to me, and his hand reached out. “I need you,” he said softly. I nodded.

He has a full sleeve bear tattoo inked on his right shoulder that continues till his right hand and connects to it climbing a tree to chest inked on his right shoulder. I wander why he chose a bear. The rest of his chest is covered in a red dragon blowing fire, it has complicated black outlines. It's gorgeous. I take a stand and inch closer to Roman. My fingers trace the patterns and swirls of the dragon. It's a much different style as compared to the others and unique. I wonder why he got it? I meet his gaze. "It's a Waborri tattoo.The Japanese see dragons as benefactors and protectors of mankind. Dragon tattoos symbolise bravery, wisdom, and strength. Black dragons are associated with expe

His eyes went to the dead body on the ground. Zoey growled, but lifted her fork and knife and cut into her meat. The tenderness and enticing aroma made her tummy happy. Zoey was about to deposit the food in her mouth when Titus rose to the floor. "Barnabas," his voice was raucous as he spoke. He worked the tip of his tail to smack the scrap of flesh from Zoey's hand. The steam hovered in the air, showcasing that it was prepared not long ago. That was when Zoey saw it. Barnabas's tattoo. An eagle being crushed by a serpent was burnt in the middle of the flesh. "Everyone, stop eating. This isn't fish or chicken." Everyone froze.

Sybil said. "Don't mind them" Teal replied, and then the attention of the students moved to another person who just entered the hallway. Roonie and his friends. Roonie got a new tattoo on the lower arm of his right hand, and it's so fuçking sèxy. "el zorro es mio" It's a Spanish sentence which means... THE FOX IS MINE. Pearl's heart skipped one beat when she saw it, but their eyes never met. He's not even looking her side no matter how loud the students are fawning over his tattoo.

When they’d drafted the terms in ink, never once mentioning what it really meant. This wasn’t about affection. It wasn’t even about heirs. It was about obedience. Breeding. Binding. Blood. She stared, frozen. The girl on screen sagged, losing consciousness. And then—the man turned toward the camera. For one moment, light caught his jaw just right. And Leora saw it. A tattoo. Small. Black. Etched into the skin just below his ear. A serpent devouring its own tail. Ouroboros. She’d seen it before.

I gently pulled my hand away, admiring my handiwork, and drinking in the sight of Roxy, now forever bearing my mark. The silver infinity symbol, now emblazoned on Roxy's skin, shone with a radiant light, as if infused with an inner luminescence. The mark stretched vertically from her temple to the curve of her lower jaw, its delicate filigree and vines spilling down onto her neck like a tender caress.

“Still need a wife? What about me? Don’t be so strict about gender. Half a building is enough.” Lorenzo kicked him away. “Disgusting.” He swirled his glass, then remembered something. “By the way.” “What?” Forrest crawled back. “You changed your mind?” Lorenzo shot him a cold glance. “You have a friend who does tattoos, right?” “Yeah. You want a tattoo?” Forrest lit a cigarette for him. “But with your image, you should not get anything random. What do you want?” Lorenzo exhaled a thin stream of smoke. “Something exclusive.”

"I got this tattoo after I tried to find you, but to no avail. This black moon represents your bite. The circle of barbed wire symbolizes loyalty and the promise that I will protect my mate, and overall, this tattoo represents my oath as a leader to guard and protect my pack and my mate. You." Noreen's head throbbed. She couldn't comprehend what Thiery was talking about at all. It was like he was speaking a language from another planet. Thiery touched Noreen's lips with his index finger, and she immediately shuddered again. When he kissed her lips, Noreen felt it again, a slow, stirring desire, awakening butterflies in her stomach.

Kenji agreed and Orion took away all the love feelings and everyone could breath out normally. Kenji and Viola marked each other and I wondered how a witch could mark a werewolf since they don't have any fangs but she had marked him with magic so his marking was a little different but cool none the less. He had like a darkgreen tattoo on his neck with leaves and thorns. Viola told us that the tattoo represented their thorny path. She was wondering if we would get tattoo's like that and I wondered that too. Perhaps they would match anyway we will find that out later when we get Poppy home.