Shinra Tattoos Novels & Stories

My heart’s pounding as I pull my top down from my shoulder and look at Shane’s mark that is now tattooed over my shoulder; it consists of a shield which covers my shoulder. It has a sword upon it with an intricate hilt. In front of the shield is a wolf standing protectively. Shane… the shield of defence… He was ready to protect everyone, and he died a true warrior… I brush my fingers down my tattoo. Right beneath it, I had his name tattooed too. I look at Jax’s mark on my neck. It’s darker than Shane’s was. It consists of a thicket of trees, black with hues of dark green, and through the trees, you can see the dark silhouette of a wolf with yellow eyes peering out from between the trees.

Following her gaze, Shana grasped the situation but before she could strengthen herself, Vihaan hold her right wrist and pulling her again, spoke with a look Shana could not understand " You have my name tattooed on your heart?" ................................... Enjoy reading it :) Love to all <3

Sebastian chips in and Alpha Hugh nods in agreement. Then he looks at Krystal. “Krystal, have you found anything about Hera’s tattoo yet?” He asks and she snaps her fingers in realization before she rushes to bring a paper out of her pocket. I watch her as she opens up the paper and she begins to read the content. She reveals that she found out the tattoo actually is a weapon that was gifted to me by my parents before they died. It’s given to every Luna or Alpha of the Fang once they clock eighteen and theirs were given to them too when they reached adulthood.

"Fuck." I stared at Ronan, really looking at him for the first time. His shirt had ridden up during the fight, and there on his forearm was a tattoo I'd never noticed before. Dark ink forming symbols I recognized from a mile away. The brotherhood of Fir Tattoo. The same type Darragh had etched. The hallway tilted. My stomach lurched, and I barely made it to the nearest trash can before everything came up. The sound echoed off the walls, sharp and wet and humiliating.

The earlier rage, which had disappeared with the chaotic crash, had abruptly resurfaced. “How will a stupid and reckless person like you become queen, Raina?” I imagined her lips conspicuously curling with condescension under the orange N95 respirator mask concealing her mouth. “You think because you are the Royal Delta’s daughter that no one can harm you. A little arrogant, don’t you think?” “Watch your mouth!” I won’t take crap from this nobody. My vision had gotten better for me to make out the purple-filled rectangular bar tattooed on the honey-skin tone under her left eye, while an alchemy life symbol was marked on her forehead like she belonged to an ancient tribe.

"You don't?" Belladonna dropped her hand from Raquel's shoulder, shaking her head. "No." "B-but everyone has it." A grin stretched across her lips, one too wide "Once a child is born, he gets the tattoo. It is a sign that you are one of us." "One of you. You mean the people?" "Yes, people of Ignas. I thought everyone had it." Raquel moved closer, her eyes searching desperately this time, the urge to find so immerse that she held Belladonna's wrists in her shaky hands before dropping them. "You don't have it in Inaymi?"

I had a folder with all the entries for the tattoo ideas in it. "My favorites are these three." I mind-linked. She took out the top three and looked at them. The first one was a crescent moon with a swirling cloud thing behind it. The description was that we were called shadow pack, so it would make sense that we had a shadow of the moon to represent us. She then looked at the next one. It was two hands that looked to be made from shadows reaching for one another. Then she came to the last one.

Resha bowed as she informed Sam. Sam noticed some mannerisms of the attractive young woman before her, plus two distinctive tattoos - both very faint - of a trident on her arm and a serpent around her neck. The girl's skin was black, as where the tats, but Sam's eyes discerned the faint lines. By themselves they could mean many things, but the pairing suggested Resha's devotion to the Hindu god Shiva, who happened to be Parvati's consort. Out of more than 20 service girls, Sam got Resha. It was like something directed from above.

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.

This is most likely symbolized by the two letters C in the center of the tattoo design. "I don't know any of you!" Shane said after quickly looking at the faces of the four. "Is that so? Alright." Jacoben turned to the guy who seemed the youngest of them all. "Let's help her remember." The guy’s corner lips rose. "Sure!" In a few seconds, his skin’s color changed. It became pitch black, like a shadow. His pupils dilated, almost covering the white on his eyes. Then he raised his forehead and looked straight at Shane.