Sasuke Eyes Tattoo Novels & Stories

I frowned, looking away from him. He sighed, the warmth of his hand cupping my face to make me look at him. “I don’t care about any of that. I don’t care that you’re a Hatake. I don’t even care that you’re Kitsune. I’ve seen you take someone’s life, and I don’t care.” he was so serious. His voice didn’t waver, and his eyes remained focused. He wasn’t bullshitting me.

I would remain upright while my heart pounded and my mind weighed between threatening and hopeful possibilities. The first to break his intense stare at me was the warrior whose forearms displayed fiery tattoos that seemed alive. I would soon learn his name was Cassian from those who whispered legends about him. His appearance embodied war itself through sharp angles and resolute strength while his towering stature commanded a presence that made the surrounding air tremble. He possessed golden eyes that radiated fierce intelligence and a predator’s keenness while simultaneously expressing both curiosity and a challenge.

Shadow’s eyebrows shot up. “No one supposed to see them unless, they’re one of us,” Ren finally broke his silence. “When you said one of us, what’s that supposed to mean, Ren? What are you exactly?” Nirvana asked. “Our late Sensei Taiyo called them Reika and Kenshin.” When Ren undid the cufflink on his left wrist, the hair at the back of my neck started standing. He pulled the sleeve up his elbows and showed his glowing tattoos written in Japanese. My guess was they were runes, too. He ran his palm on the runes, causing Zarah and me to gasp. “Now you can see them. These are Fujin and Kazeshi.”

And as she stared into his icy eyes, Scar knew that whatever it was would be a torment unlike anything she'd ever known. Stanley extended a hand to her, showing off the green tattoo on his hand and wrist that was identical to Scar's. The only difference was that parts of it were black, others an angry red. She hadn't realized that Stanley had a mark, too. Shit. That must have been how he tracked her. Scar whimpered, feeling the hot sting of tears in her eyes. She had nowhere left to run. The goblins who held her were merciless and hateful, full of lust for violence and blood.

My gaze met his piercing glare that looked pitiful. I was distracted by the increasingly intense movements of his jaw and Adam's apple. Satya looks even sexier from down here. Is that a new tattoo? Different from the dominance of animal images that filled his back, chest, and arms... the tattoo under Satya's right ear looked more like an arrangement of mathematical symbols in a vertical row. Not having time to think any further than that, Satya carried me upstairs as he slipped his now bitter tongue across my lips. Usually Satya's taste was so sweet, but why was it different now?

he added and soon after, his spirit turned completely black with a red lining. The spirit, which looks like a shadow, started to take the form of a knight with midnight black armor with a red symbol on the chest part, the same as the mark on Saiya's nape. Like the other shadow that attacked the guard, his face was gone but his eyes turned light blue completely. From his side, a long sword emerged. SAIYA, still unconscious on the outside, found herself in a dark castle with un-lit chandeliers hanging on the high ceiling. The walls are lit by candles and on every corner and foundation, a Knight Statue can be found; standing tall while holding a sword on the front.

I was dressed in a tee-shirt that said BlaCK and a jean ripped on both knees and two little rips on the back thighs and that was all. I was pretty dressed up but I was so fire! He moved over to my side and sunk his hand into mine. ‘oof’, one of his friends said. ‘she’s a sweet one, dude is she yours? Or can?’, the guy was really fine, obviously mixed; he was dark-skinned with beautiful grey eyes reminds me of Beck. ‘hands-off, Jer’, he said and laughed. ‘this is OB’, he said and smiled at me. I looked up at him and smiled shyly. ‘now move away you fools you are crowding”, he said with finality and they moved away so we could pass.

They walked towards a large room filled with racks of clothing, each garment carefully arranged, awaiting its moment to shine on the runway. Sandra skillfully navigated through the aisles, her eyes scanning the multitude of designs. Finally, she stopped in front of a rack and reached for a sleek black blazer. As Nora laid eyes on the blazer, a surge of emotion welled up within her. The cloth tag bore the words "Sandra Spears x NoraJ," a testament to their shared vision and the undeniable talent that Nora possessed. Tears welled up in Nora's eyes, her heart overflowing with gratitude. Sandra gently placed the blazer in Nora's hands, her eyes filled with unwavering belief.

“Hasn’t anyone taught you to watch where you’re going?” Lying on the floor, dazed and trying to blink the stars from her eyes— Sakura Hoshino is pulled up by the front of her cleaning uniform. As her legs dangle above the ground, she comes face-to-face with a pair of heterochromic eyes— one black, and one a deep shade of purple. “Or were you just trying to get my attention, darling?”. It can’t be— Aronohai Misa?. Fuck. This day has to be fucking cursed!.

And then I noticed a snake tattoo, elegantly etched onto his body. He got tattoos? Lucian isn’t a fan of tattoos. The black snake tattoo on his shoulder was truly a work of art. The texture of the snake's skin seemed to leap off his shoulder, giving it a lifelike appearance. The snake's eyes were particularly captivating, as they were jet black and seemed to stare right into your soul. Its gaze was intense and piercing, adding to the overall power and presence of the tattoo. Moving down his arm, another striking tattoo caught my eye. A beautiful rose adorned his skin, with delicate petals and intricate shading. The colours used were a mix of vibrant reds and soft pinks, giving the rose a lif