San Judas Tattoo Small Novels & Stories

Santiago said, looking incredulously at Judith. "I'm not joking, Santiago." Judith pulled out a necklace from under her coat. She then pulled out a small glass tube pendant that hung around her neck. "Look, I have it," she said. Santiago's eyes bulged. Suddenly, the man straightened his back. The small tube contained a clear liquid. He could see it. But he didn't take her word for it. "How am I supposed to know if that tube contains immortal water? It could just be ordinary water that you planned to trick me with," he said.

“Alonzo saw me. And he… changed. Into a cheetah. A white cheetah. Then back. He walked toward me, and I couldn’t move. Couldn’t raise my gun. My body wouldn’t listen.” “Compelled,” Diego murmured. “Something like that. He whispered something in my ear. Then he was gone.” Leonardo’s eyes were distant. “Last I saw him.” Javier brought another beer. “On the house. For San Sebastian’s best liar.” Leonardo took it, then pulled a pen from his pocket. “He had a tattoo. Here.” He tapped his own chest. “A crest. Like a family symbol. And writing.” “What did it say?” Leonardo began to sketch on a napkin. The lines were shaky but clear. A crest—Diego’s crest—and beneath it, script in a language Diego h

We would deal with him in such a way that when he sees a woman that belong to another man, he would close his eyes. Ren turned sharply and asked him “what did you say” “You heard me well.” Judas replied. So he paid a whooping one hundred million dollars for just that? For him to close his eyes when he sees a woman?, no it is not worth that amount of money. “well am not satisfied with the service you want to render; so can I have my morning back.” Judas sneered at him “no refund after payment.” Judas assistant has already brought out a gun and ordering him to leave.

Poor Lu, He couldn't still get to the point that one of his relatives is working and spying on him. Even when it was all clear, he couldn't still see what the problem was. Jordan had shown him the clear picture of the person tattoo, it's the drawing of two doves, glued together. It gives him memories of the day he had his own, the same dove tattoo.

I almost forgot about that tattoo it's a tracker info tattoo yes they have it, and its color is like the LGBTQ flag and has a code, Then Shun Yu has a tattoo too and shocking that she has this tattoo on her wrists like she's louring an enemy, and yeah Her Society has an enemy, it's called Scorpions it is top-secret info but I know of course. "can I put on my wrists too?" I ask she glare at me and I smile sweetly, "well okay if that's what you want" I said it like she didn't even care then. >>> *Shun* "So who is this new Slave of yours.." GP asks she's my best friend and one of the King's.

He exclaims which makes me then look down at my forearm to read my own tattoo which spelt 'family'. The tattoo was something that all of our members had to prove that they were in our gang and that we were a family. Jake had it on his bicep, Jason had it on his shoulder blade, Zack had it on his rib and Nick had it on his collar bone. Dominic got it recently on the back of her ear. Somewhere hard to find but still in her style. It suited her, and it wouldn't risk her identity being found out.

He begins to rub it with his fingers. “I-It’s in t-the side p-pocket of my b-bag.” She stutters and moans at the same time. “While you’re at it, Lil’ D, grab the lube too.” Jude orders. I go over and retrieve the gifts and then the lube, handing Jude both the lube and the gift with his name on it. We open the gifts at the same time, and I grin the moment I see what’s inside. They are identical black braided leather ID bracelets. Mine has Sir engraved on the top and on the underside, it has ‘Precious’s Dom’. Jude’s reads Master on top with ‘Sweet Girl’s Dom’ on the underside.

He knew Matteo because he greeted him by name, then offered us a change of clothes when he saw Matteo wet. I find myself staring at his tattoos. My eyes trail down to his leg, where the two scales of justice are inked into his skin. Giudice "What does your name mean?" I ask. "Does it mean justice?" Matteo looks up at this. "Judge. Justice is giustizia. Why?" I point to the tattoo on his leg. "The scales of justice." I say, remembering reading something about it. "Your brother has the same one." "We got them together when I turned sixteen."

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.

"We’re out of here in ten minutes." It doesn’t take long to get the tattoo. Adis has a tattoo artist in the pack who has his own little place down by the tourist area, and we skip the line to go directly into the back room. The owner draws my ‘S’ freehand, as he has done it many times before. I choose to make mine a bit smaller and less flashy than the others. I also get a ‘B’ on the back of my neck, which gives me the same rights as a Beta. I hardly feel the pain; it is nothing compared to what I have endured in my life, both before and here in the underworld.