Sirius Black Tattoos Novels & Stories

' She stops with her question as she stares wide eyed at her reflection in the mirror. 'Wow.' Susan exclaims as she stares at her glowing skin. ,Abbadon, what have you done to my skin? I mean, it looks really nice' she says, still in awe. Humans are just so easy to please. 'You can touch it.' I say as I continue to stroke her hand, making the mark glow even more. Upon my words, Susan touches the mark with her finger tips. 'I can't believe I have a tattoo, one that glows too. My mum would kill me if she sees me with a tat.' She says excitedly but her tone changes to a solemn one when she speaks about her mum.

And then I noticed a snake tattoo, elegantly etched onto his body. He got tattoos? Lucian isn’t a fan of tattoos. The black snake tattoo on his shoulder was truly a work of art. The texture of the snake's skin seemed to leap off his shoulder, giving it a lifelike appearance. The snake's eyes were particularly captivating, as they were jet black and seemed to stare right into your soul. Its gaze was intense and piercing, adding to the overall power and presence of the tattoo. Moving down his arm, another striking tattoo caught my eye. A beautiful rose adorned his skin, with delicate petals and intricate shading. The colours used were a mix of vibrant reds and soft pinks, giving the rose a lif

“Wait. Why do you ask?” “It’s nothing,” Gabriel dismissed. “Never mind what I said—” “Ah! I think I know,” Charles snapped. “I saw it. I remember seeing it as a brand logo. A tattoo, I guess.” “A tattoo?” I repeated. “Yes.” Charles looked at me. “Is this some kind of black monkey in a pentagram star? I’m not sure.” “Yes, that’s it. Where have you seen it?” Gabriel questioned, but it sounded as if it was like a test, and he was the teacher, while Charles was the student.

"Oh my god Summy. Look at that beautiful tattoo on his neck. Two beautiful wolves. The white one is enchanting. It reminds me of a very rich and powerful lady. The black one is majestic. Who do your tattoo?" "Hey girl, focus. That one there is Gunther." "Oh please girl, I know sir Gunther. He teaches us biology remember? Glad to see you sir. I did not know you were related to Summer. And you also have a tattoo wolves too. What's with you guys and wolf tattoos?"

My eyes drifted down to his torso, and my breath caught. God must have enlisted his finest artist to carve Killian Knight. The tattoo, a haunting web of thorned vines, began at his right hip and sprawled across his torso. Its black branches reached his heart, with another branch peeking over his left shoulder and spreading down his arm to his elbow. The intricate design, hidden beneath his clothes, was now fully exposed.

The mask hit the floor with a soft, almost insignificant sound. But to Luna, it echoed. It was loud, violent, and wrong. For a fraction of a second, she froze. It wasn’t visible and no one else would notice. But inside, everything stopped. Because she knew that symbol. Not vaguely, not distantly, but intimately. A black ink, curved like a broken spiral, cut through with three diagonal slashes, burned into the skin just below the ear. That's the mark of Black Helix.

Zoey “What’s this about?” Bri asked, sitting back in her chair. She wore Wyatt’s shirt open with only a thin low-cut bralette beneath. The new tattoo she’d had Issac drill into her skin was simple and elegant as it rested on her sternum just below her breasts. Up the center of her chest, the water lily bloom birthed a crescent moon, a series of lines and dots indicating its glow in a circle around it, and above that a dainty fleur de lis. It paired with the twin Hyacinth Bean vines that now wrapped around her biceps and snaked down her arms and around each ring finger all in elegant black and grey. She and Issac had this thing about being in each other's company in companionable silence. The

At the counter, I see an auburn haired man twisting a glass of alcohol. He’s smiling at the waitress, probably flirting, but what catches my eyes is the spiral of tattoo on his hand. No way, he’s one of them. As if on cue, our eyes connect and he lifts his lips in a rather infuriating manner. He bobs off the stool and walks towards me. He sits down, he has broad shoulders, his flowing locks of hair cascade down his back, with a scowl imprinted on his face, he stretches his hand. “Ferris Black.”

I deeply missed Sia; if she were here, I wouldn't worry so much, knowing she would be with me every step of the way. After offering prayers and completing the ritual with the priest and priestess, I followed to the shrine's other side. A hot iron rod engraved with the sigil brand of the Black Moon Pack was burning in the fire. I knew I was about to be branded with this symbol. The priestess approached me with the glowing sigil, and I moaned in pain as the hot iron impressed me. Afterward, I exited the shrine with Jennifer and Susan. Xavier and Kai waited for me outside the shrine, since this ritual was specific to the Luna, not the Alphas. Seeing me stagger with exhaustion, Xavier scooped me

The weight of the moment was palpable, heightened by the realization that the priest standing beside me was none other than Krystallo, the infamous mafia priest known for his merciless acts. My eyes inadvertently drifted towards the cross-shaped tattoo, intertwined with a viper, adorning Krystallo's neck. The intricate design served as a chilling reminder of the countless lives he had taken and the blood that stained his hands. It was a symbol of power and ruthlessness, one that sent shivers down the spines of even the most hardened criminals.