Simple Easy Scorpion Tattoo Novels & Stories

Dad snapped his eyes at me. "Are you sure?" He asked me but I shook my head in no. "No, I'm not. It's just a guess. But I noticed a tattoo on their arms which is a Scorpion. It can be a symbol of their gang or something." I saw deep wrinkles forming on his brow. "No, it can't be possible." Dad started panicking. His chest was heaving up and down. And he was taking heavy breaths. "What happened, Dad? Do you know them?" I asked him curiously but he wasn't telling me anything. He seemed to be drowned in some deep thought.

A story written in violence. A black scorpion tattoo stretched across his back, its tail curling dangerously along his spine. He looked down at his chest, the wound was bleeding through. Blood welled in bunch. “Shit—” He grabbed the antiseptic first and poured it directly onto the wound. The reaction was immediate. “Fuck—!” His entire body tensed, jaw clenching hard as the burn ripped through him. But he didn’t stop. Didn’t hesitate. He cleaned it thoroughly, breathing through the pain like it was nothing more than an inconvenience.

After I shower, I opt for a wife beater and a pair of loose-fitting shorts. My right forearm is still scabbed over from my latest tattoo. Every time I look at it, I am proud that I now have my pack displayed on my body. It had taken me a while to draw out the design just the way I wanted it to look. It depicts a full moon coming up over a hazy horizon. A wolf's head with bright red eyes is baring its teeth as it emerges forth from the moons' surface.

One of my guards had stepped forward to flank me, his arm lifted slightly and I saw why. One of the tattooed men had stopped dead, his eyes locked on my guard's hand. “What the hell?” he muttered. “Where did you get that ink?” Marlo frowned. “What?” “That tattoo,” the man said, pointing. “You a Serpent?” “No,” my guard said immediately. “That’s an old mark—” “Bullshit. That’s Serpent ink.” The scorpion man’s smile vanished. “You think we would let a goddamn Serpent walk through our town?”

Indeed, it was the symbol—a black scorpion outlined with a touch of gold, placed atop two flaming swords crossing each other, the flames an ethereal red. "Huh? Why did he draw this? Is he a member of the Red Scorpions?" She wondered aloud, examining the drawing closely. Her eyes then shifted to the name written in italic font. "Francisco Stephan." The name seemed oddly familiar, but she couldn't quite place it. "Where have I heard that name before?" She asked herself.

he whispered while roaming his hand across her big butts, which were clothed in a tight pantie. "Mr Josh!" One of the guards called out, and he snapped out of his act. "Oops! My bad. I'm sorry. "I was taken away by her lustful body." He complained and got to work. Picking up his mini tattoo machine, he sat down on a tall chair close to her and began his work. He began to draw the vipers logo on the left lap of her body, which is the body of a red shining snake with the name "vipers" in the belly spot of the snake; however, he decorated it with a touch of blue.

before the door opened and boy I am not expecting what I witnessed Scar is a girl with pixie cut black hair with brown eyes. She has a nose ring and she have tatoos all over her right arm. I know staring is rude but I can not help it. I did not expect that she will look like this. I smiled so wide I am sure she can see my wisdom tooth and shouted at the same time hug her. *weird side activated* "You are so awesome! Are you Scar? Oh my gosh! Does it hurt when you were inked? Can I have one too?!"

The man was covered in blood that oozed out of his neck that he has slit. We all looked silently at his dead body. While I was staring at him I saw a tattoo. This one stood out from all the black ink tattoos this one looked like a scorpion on his right hand, I looked closely at it. I even went forward and wiped the blood from the area to look at it closely. Adam came to see what I was staring at. I looked at him. "Are you thinking what I am thinking?" I asked him

The scorpion hissed and used its pincers to grasp him; then, it arched its tail over his body and drove its stinger into his arm, and injected him with its venom so much that Logan screamed out in pain. He tried standing but fell. "Why are you doing this Scorpio?" He sobbed. "You challenged me male and I'll make you pay!" The scorpion barked. Logan closed his eyes and thunder rumbled. "I'll kill you" he growled and raised his hand to strike it with his power but suddenly stopped when he remembered the words of Alexia. "Is your powers disappointing you?" The scorpion teased. It raised its tail to sting him once more but Logan brought out a little dagger from his cloak and sliced it off.

I was in trouble! There were three men in total, and each one was scarier than the next. One of them had scorpion tattoos spanning from the right side of his face down to his neck. The person beside him had piercings at every part of his body—even his tongue wasn't spared. Then, the last thug had a goofy haircut that could turn anyone off. “What a shame! You look so pretty.” One thug was squatting in front of me, revealing a ghastly scar running from his right cheek to his jaw. He looked so scary that I quickly looked away.