Sirius Black Tattoos Novels & Stories

“Don’t worry, okay? Everything’s going to be alright.” I ask him about the mission, but he says that the Black Tiger is going to explain everything to me. Can you believe it? Everyone knows he doesn’t talk to anyone. I step outside, and see him riding a motorcycle in front of the building. He’s wearing a black silk shirt, opened to the chest, showing his pale skin. His hair is styled messily, with some strands covering his eyes. His gloved hands are on the grips, ready to start the vehicle. He turns his head and looks at me, and his dark stare makes my body shiver.

Thirty minutes slipped by and Alpha Baron who was sitting on my left, commented. "Looks like he's running late" he said, but no one said anything. Just then, we heard the sound of footsteps. Everyone looked up and the tension doubled. Killian Black had just arrived with his Beta and Gamma. They all had a circular tattoo on the side of their necks which was half covered by the collar of their shirts. There was nothing abnormal about Killian. His aura radiated no darkness of any sort. He was just as tall and muscular as I was. Dark brown hair in a quiff, brown eyes and a moustache. He had a smile on his face. For reasons unknown to me, that smile of his, made my skin crawl. A tall blonde walke

After the near rape incident the first few months I was there, we had the tattoos done on our left arm to signify we were all one, part of the same group. A sigil of each pack combined into one tattoo. A wolf’s head with long fangs for Venom Fang, the crescent moon above its head for Crescent Moon Lucius’s pack, The forest behind it for the Black Forest pack that Johnny comes from, a red river at the bottom for Dex’s pack the Blood River Pack and the night sky, for the Dark Night Pack where Brent is from. They all have the same one. Heading out into the living room, I see them all sitting around chatting and laughing when they all look at me.

Just what I need! I would have immediately assumed that he had followed me here to confront me, had he not had company. Shady- looking, crepy as hell company. Mr Blackwood was slanting into the counter by the bar, a glass of whisky in his hand. He looked ragged, like a white- collar psychopath in those work slacks and untucked shirt which was almost unbuttoned all the way. He looked really pissed and to be in a murderous mood, but he had nothing on the villainous hunk next to him. The man was large, his bulging muscles were out of this world frightening, both his arms were covered in tattoos, so was the back of his bald head.. the most notable tattoo was one of a black widow which extended f

Immediately, I jerked my eyes upward. Too late. Those butt cheeks can’t leave my head, not for a very long time. I hated that my face was getting hot. Then I noticed the tattoos. A black raven stretched across his back, its wings half-spread on the back of his shoulders as though caught between flight and stillness. On his right shoulder was a black serpent curled over his left pec, glaring at the raven with so much intensity while the raven looked lonely and, worse, sad. More ink trailed across his back. Script. Symbols. Lines disappearing beneath fabric.

Holding a baby with a black birthmark on his forehead at the edge of the cliff. "I saw it..." Black tears were flowing through her angelic face. "I saw.. it...this child." She pointed a black dagger made up of her blood to her son's face. "Rean! put my son down!!" A sudden thunder has struck the woman, lighting up the whole place. Kepler grins. His son was growing way too far from his grip. The other team has lightened up the torch with the red smoke, Alkhun lighted up the torch with black smoke...

After a few clicks, Terrence confirmed his guess. Bingo. It’s a serpent tattoo. A symbol of Sinesteros. “It’s the Sinesteros symbol boss!” Cody excitedly announced. ‘I knew it. This is not just about that woman in the wheelchair.’ Terrence thought to himself. “Strip down their clothes!” Terrence commanded. Conrad and his squad immediately followed and pulled their clothes revealing the tattoos on their arms. Some had it on their chest. Terrence marched with heavy footsteps going in their direction. He took out his 9mm Rapide- Black Ice handgun from his waist and kneeled and pulled one of the men’s hair down and pressed the nozzle of his gun on his chin.

A silicone mask. Someone had deliberately made him look like Lucien’s most trusted lieutenant. I crouched beside him. There was a small tattoo behind his ear. A black circle crossed by three lines. Project Black Veil. I had seen the symbol before. In my father’s files. My pulse accelerated. “Lucien.” “I see it.” “No,” I whispered. “You don’t understand.” I pointed to the tattoo. “This isn’t Victor’s symbol.” Lucien went still. “You recognize it?”

PENNY POV Christopher Black, maybe the name sounds familiar. The black-haired man's eyes shine in recognition and something more, as if recognized the surname of the wolves. It's no secret that he's involved with the organized crime; the men behind us and the demeanor of the brothers can confirm it, but he doesn't mention it. Yes, he has had some work done with my brother. Well, the three of us wanted to make something new, and my girl also wanted to get a tattoo.

Stone instructed Jacob. Jacob rolled up his shirt sleeve and revealed a tattoo of a roaring black bear on the inside of his arm, with the word "Black" beneath it. "You want me to get a tattoo like that?" May asked with widening eyes. "Yes," Stone replied. "Everyone who sees it will know that you belong to me and are protected by me. To harm someone with this bear tattoo means they're not respecting me. Not many people dare to do that in this town. This tattoo will protect you, May."