Ryan Ashley Malarkey Tattoos Novels & Stories

"Right, it's my room. Who do you think dares to bring a stranger into the alpha's room and even summon the best healers of the pack?" "Only the alpha!" Maya said. "But why did you lie to me?" Maya questioned. "I didn't. I was just teasing you." Ashton said like it was only normal to tease a beautiful girl. "Do you don't have a mate?" Maya asked. The more she thought about it, the more she felt like something was not right. How old was Ashton? He seemed to be in his late twenties and he was telling her that he didn't have a mate. He was an alpha, a very powerful alpha.

I was still catching my breath when I heard a loud rumble of an engine cutting through the silence. A motorbike slowed before me, the headlights flashed into my eyes. I had to turn my face so I wouldn't go blind. The rider killed the engine. I turned to take a proper look at him. He slipped out of the bike, his helmet under one arm. I couldn't see his face, he was standing under the shadows. He moved closer. His arms slowly came into view. Tattoos? I recognized them. And when I finally saw his face, I wanted to punch a rock. I gulped hard.

(You act like I can't take care of myself plus I have an assassin with me) "It's still no," he says "I'm going to get ready you better not leave without me," he says and walks upstairs while the guys to the same. "He does realize were going to do that anyway right," Rae says I shrug my shoulders to her and we walk to my car and hop in to get Nova soon we've picked her up and were at the tattoo parlor give the tattoo artist our ideas except Nov. I decide on a rose on my under boob, butterfly's on the bottom of my thumb bone, a sleeve of flowers on my arm, and a heart on my inner wrist. Rae got the same inner heart as me, but she also got an arm sleeve that had a lion with blue eyes and flower

Whitney attempted to utter. “I don’t need your silly explanation, slut. Just stay away from her next time.” Asher seethed out, giving the three of them a death glare. He then took two bold steps towards them. It was as if he was giving them a challenge. It was then I noticed the tattoo at the back of his arms. That made him look more bad boyish. Oh, how I so loved tattoos. Whitney took one glance at me. Before I could say Robinson Crusoe, her and her minions sprinted off.

Warning: Explicit sexual content, dominant/submissive dynamics, rough sex, pain/pleasure dynamics. 18+ only. Maya had been thinking about this appointment for seven days straight. Seven days since she'd walked into Ash Kane's tattoo shop for a consultation. Seven days since she'd shown him the delicate mandala design she wanted inked on her inner thigh....high up, dangerously close to her pussy. Seven days since his dark eyes had traveled slowly up her body before meeting hers with a knowing smirk.

He pulls the sleeve up to his elbow, revealing a detailed design of a skull and wolf. The tattoo is both beautiful and haunting. "That's so cool," I can't stop looking at it. He laughs again, rolling his sleeve down, "It's my favorite one. Got it when I was seventeen." "You have more?" I'm shocked. How had I not seen them over the last few days? "Yeah, I've got a few on my arms, back and legs." "Will you show them to me?" I ask, before I can stop myself. Asher looks at me, eyebrows raised, "Yeah, sure."

He suddenly stopped speaking as he said, “What?” Ashley looked at him and asked, “what is it?” Rafael gulped he was somewhat scared by what he saw and Ashely saw that pale face and fear filled eyes so she asked, “what is it? Rafael?” Rafael spoke, “This tattoo, they are the member of the white moon pack.” Ashley frowned when she heard that, she had never heard that name but Joanthan had as he came ahead, “What?” He saw the tattoo as well and was baffled, “what?.... He is right.”

Ash let out a long breath and then turned to face forward. He stayed quiet for a long while, making me very uneasy. “Tell me about your tattoo?” I asked, hoping the light topic will change his mood. “What tattoo?” He asked drily. I touched his left shoulder, “the one you have here.” He looked at my hand on his shoulder, “it’s a tribal mark. I got it after the initiation.” “Is it supposed to show that you are a man? Was the bear not enough to attest to your manhood?” I joked.

From the corner of my eye, I could see Luke slightly shake his head in disappointment and watch his friend proceed towards me. Asher's shaggy black hair fell on his forehead making it bounce every time he walked. His enchanting blue eyes were beautiful and left anyone speechless. His plump red lips were always set in a smirk or a snarl. He had the sharpest of jawlines I've ever seen on a guy. So to sum it up Asher is the most handsome guy I have ever seen, too bad he is an asshole. The white long sleeved shirt every guy at this school was obligated to wear fit him snuggly and if you really looked you could see the tattoos on his arms peek out.