Simple Easy Scorpion Tattoo Novels & Stories

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?!"

It was better to just be honest. "Let's take it slow." He kissed me softly and tenderly. "Say you love me, Estie." I mumbled, "I love you." "Who am I?" "Leon." In my dazed state, I added, "I love you, Leon." He finally seemed satisfied. "I'm going in, Estie." The emptiness in me was filled, and my whole body was enveloped in a searing heat. I felt like a bird soaring into the clouds.

Layla scrambled back in terror, but it was too late. My claws ripped her dress, revealing the pale skin of her back. It was smooth. Flawless. There was no scar. And Myrna... Myrna had a hideous scar running from her left shoulder to her right hip. The scar I had touched a thousand times, but never once asked where it came from. "Moon Goddess," I collapsed. "What have I done?" "You regret it now?" Layla sat on the floor, her eyes filled with malicious glee. "It's too late, Clark. It's far too late."

Doughy from good living and laziness. Drakon is carved from granite. His chest is a landscape of muscle and violence. A jagged white scar runs from his collarbone to his ribs—a knife wound, old and deep. Another scar, a bullet graze, marks his side. But it’s the ink that holds me. A massive tattoo covers his torso. Wolves. A pack of them, snarling, fighting, running. They wrap around his ribs and disappear onto his back. It’s a masterpiece of shadow and ink.

It's a drawing of the moon cycle with the center silhouette of a howling wolf. "How is a drawing going to help?" I'm perplexed. "This a drawing of a tattoo. Faris, one of the non-affiliated wolfs drew it. He said he saw it on a lot of the wolves who held them captive. We believe this is how they identify each other. It's always in blue ink on their forearm." Amelie hands me the drawing. "This will help narrow down who joined and who has been forced to help them. This is great!" I can't believe they are dumb enough to mark themselves. They are making it easy.

He formed a palm print and blasted it at the Icy Crystal Coldsteel Scorpion. "Damn it!" The Icy Crystal Coldsteel Scorpion's eyes flashed with a demonic cold light. This was the embodiment of its extreme anger.

Her little groan must have alerted the man , as he quickly turned his head to her side with a suprised look all over he's face . " Miss !! Miss!!! " He called out , gently approaching her . At least she'll be in a safe hand , she thought . Before giving in to the darkness beckoning her. In between giving in to the darkness and holding to the tiny strand of sanity that she had left ,she saw something astonishing on the man's neck . A scorpion tattoo. That's weird. Who would get a scorpion tattoo that looks so real on their face ??? She finally succumb to the darkness,not before hearing a soft curse from the man.

"A scorpion." Mew only knew one person who had a scorpion tattoo in the crook of the neck, near the nape, almost reaching the ears. It was his second uncle! Impossible!