Simple Easy Scorpion Tattoo Novels & Stories

Sonia didn’t seem convinced by my words but decided to let me be. I went back to work and tried to focus, but my mind wasn’t at rest. I kept thinking of him, my parents' killer. I knew I wasn’t mistaken. He was the one. The tattoo was exactly the same. It was well-crafted and spectacular, not just an ordinary scorpion tattoo but has a signature sign. Something written in foreign letters beside the tattoo; such a tattoo couldn’t be found anywhere else. This tattoo was etched into my memory. Every time I blinked, the image of that scorpion tattoo flashed before my eyes. I wasn’t mistaken. It was him.

His face was diamond-shaped, His eyes were deep into their sockets and shone a dark brown when I saw them, a small dot lay right beside his lift eyes and his ears were really small, he had a pretty normal forehead which was creased in frustration. I could remember that on the left side of his shoulder, right above his clavicle, he had this scorpion tattoo that was on his right hand as well, His eyebrows were thick and his lashes were pretty short, and the corners of his eyes shone red instead of a white, I assumed he had been a drug abuser, but there could have been other reasons too. He was a pretty slender man and the outline of his facial bones and collar bones were visible. I shut my eye

The city passed by in a blur, the car smelling of iron and fear. Chris glanced at the rearview mirror. Tasha was staring at the ceiling, lips parted, breathing shallow. "You both have to stay awake," he murmured. "You're gonna be okay." "I'm fine," Debby let out and she held Tasha tighter, whispering, "Mi have you, Tash. Just keep your eyes dem open." But Chris's hands trembled on the wheel. Because the scorpion tattoo wasn't just a gang symbol. It was a death sentence.

She surveyed his beautiful body build with her eyes slowly and swallowed hard. When Ricardo turned to the wardrobe, she couldn't help but admire the big scorpion tattoo on his back. The tattoo covered most of his back and it looked beautiful and dangerous. She was curious to know why he would draw such a scary thing on his back although she thought it enhanced his manly look.

Poison Scorpion kicked him aside and snapped, "Can't even handle a simple task? What good are you?" Newman took the beating without a word of complaint, quickly getting up and standing behind him. Poison Scorpion glanced around the noodle shop. Aside from being somewhat handsome, there was nothing particularly remarkable about the man inside. "Are you an outsider looking for trouble?" This area was their organized territory, so there was nothing much to fear. "What does the scorpion tattoo represent?" Alexander only asked what he wanted to know. "It represents the Scorpion Gang, the largest local force," said Poison Scorpion, not bothering to mince words. To him, telling all this to someone

I paused in my steps as I watched two masked men step out of the vehicle. “Who are you people?” I asked with a frown but then my gaze landed on their sleeve and my heart began thudding violently against my chest when I spotted the scorpion tattoo on their arms. I recognized that tattoo anywhere as it was a symbol for the The Scorpio Clan, the most dangerous and notorious Mafia clan yet to be apprehended by the cops. They have eyes and ears everywhere and getting rid of someone was a piece of cake for them but that's not what terrified me the most.

As long as it wouldn't hurt anyone. I got Max's call after a few minutes. Walking away from the men who were mopping the floor, I took the call. “Any news?” “Yes, my alpha. The tattoo belonged to the men of the Scorpion Syndicate. That's their symbol mark. It's of a skull being pierced by an axe and an arrow prodding from its left eye. I can't be wrong about that.” “I see.”

"WE MAY NOT BE BORN ON THE SAME DAY, SAME MONTH OR TIME BUT FROM TODAY ONWARDS WE SHALL DIE ON THE SAME MONTH ,DAY AND TIME FROM NOW NO WE ARE PARTNERS NOT SPLIT BY DEATH ,I DIE WHERE YOU DIE" Soon they felt alive ,their emotions danced around each other...their soul was combined the ceremony was complete Tyson could feel scorch emotions likewise scorch did ,he was happy with having this partner from now on everyone may leave him but he will always have scorch by his side , he suddenly busted out of laugh he was in the good mood everything was going his way now he stood up holding scorch suddenly the room was bright a golden light surrounded him and scorch it shone brighter and brighter he f

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.