Sirius Black Tattoos Novels & Stories

Carol teased her. “Titus Black is the only one who can request for a custom-made one. Other people don’t get that honor.” Myka still did her best to deny there being anything romantic between her and Sirius. “Besides, how could I possibly like Sirius? If I really started dating Sirius, things would become really awkward for me if you broke up with Titus Black.” “You don’t have to feel awkward about it. If you like him, go for it. You don’t have to worry about me.”

I said while fiddling my fingers. "You do not have to thank me. I'd happily eliminate every last one of those cowards from the entire region," he said tightly. I noticed his jaw was set and couldn't help but take in his features. His black hair feathered across his eyebrows and I watched as he ran his hand through it to brush it away from his eyes. His full lips were set in a frown as if he was picturing eliminating the witch hunters in his mind. I also noticed the tattoo that ran from his neck and down to his shoulder. The abstract design framed a triple goddess moon symbol with a dagger that impaled the inner circle. This brought my thoughts back to the night before and Tor's magnificent p

He nudged the unconscious man, pushing him to his stomach and just as expected, a black moon tattoo was carved onto the skin of his neck. A Darkmooner “Blow the horn”

What in the world? I see a small crowd of angry faces egging them on. Why isn’t anyone stopping this? A girl yells, “Kick the crap out of him, Gaston! Show the royal punk werewolves aren’t to be messed with!” The wind ruffles Sapphire Eyes’s short, glossy brown hair, making it look like he's doing one of those shampoo commercials that make you wish you had better hair. I notice a tattoo on his back: large, black tribal markings that zigzag across his shoulders and go down to the middle of his back in a complicated pattern. When he throws another hard blow, I whistle to get their attention. Andddd it’s ignored. I sigh and make my way toward them.

I ask. “Because you’re beautiful,” he says. I frown. “So if I weren’t, you wouldn’t?” “Maybe, maybe not.” A psycho? “Stop standing there,” he says. "Come sit down." I stay silent. Throat burning, stomach tight. “I don’t bite.” He rises, unbuttons his black shirt, tossing it aside. Tattoos crawl across his skin—dragons, serpents, burning skulls. My eyes widen. Who is this man? Mafia? Criminal? Mobster?

- he said, looking at his body in surprise and a little indignantly. Beneath that gorgeous abs were muscular, strong thighs, and in the back, firm and firm... erm... well... just like a nut! And above this very bottom part of the nut was ... Tattoo! All the way back!!! She went from the very bottom of the back to the cervical vertebrae, slightly touching the shoulders. The tattoo, which was most surprising, was black and red and depicted some symbols, the meaning of which he did not know. There was also an inscription in a language that no one but the initiates knows. Alrian.

He turns to the bartender who came over as soon as he saw us "Get her some girly shit. Light. I'll take whiskey on the rocks" "Hey" "You're not getting drunk on my watch" I'm about to protest when he shows me the tattoo between his index and middle finger. He's trying to distract me but I'll fall for it because I'm curious "It's our tattoo. Only high-ranking members get it. Your father, Angelo, us, and a few guys have it"

:D Thank you for the journey, lovelies! #TheBlackShadowPackSigningOff xoxo, Cassandra M

They played for a bit she sighed dreamily as the Carson, Matthew, and Chuck took off their shirts, a few minutes later Leon, John, William and Blake followed suit, and she couldn't help but smile as she noticed that Carson and Blake had similar eagle’s tattoos on their left shoulders. But she also noticed the black jaguar that ran mid-back on Blake and the lion on Carson.

Alexis sighed in relief. Alexis looked at Zylo then creased her forehead when she something on Zylo's neck. She stared at it seriously. "W-wait! What the fuck are you doing?!" Zylo exclaimed. "When did you put this tatoo in your neck?" Alexis asked. Zylo creased his forehead then held his neck. Alexis grabbed her mirror from her bag then showed the tattoo. Zylo's eyes widen when he saw the tattoo from his neck. It looks like a black circle with a small white circle in the middle.