Steve O Knuckle Tattoo の小説・ストーリー

"The height and weight of the body matched Steve's medical records… And there's also a tattoo. Though the face is gone, the tattoo on his hand is unique." She paused, then closed her eyes. "I tattooed it on him myself." The interrogation room fell into an eerie silence. Steve hadn't uttered a word so far until the tattoo was mentioned. His fingers moved slightly. The next second, I grabbed his hand and rolled up his sleeve, exposing a small, ugly dog tattoo on the inside of his wrist. Seeing that, Hayley looked flustered. "Are you going to tell me you tattooed this on another person as well?" I questioned her harshly.

"Not everyone looking for me is as careless as Julian Vane. There are people out there who don't understand the concept of 'surrender.'" He approached me, and even though he walked with a slight limp, his presence was still overwhelming. He stopped in front of the stove, and the light from the fire illuminated the tattoos on his back once more. I was mesmerized by one in particular on his left shoulder blade: an ancient shield intertwined with thorns and an iron crown. It didn't look like the design of a common tattoo parlor; it had the symmetry of an official seal, of a coat of arms that demanded respect.

Thumb on the shoulder rune, dragging slow. "First ink I ever touched. You were pinned under me in the dirt, calling me things that would make Reena blush." "You deserved every one." "This one." Knuckles down the line of script along his ribs, and the muscle jumps under it. "Gym office. You hissed at me like a cat and then leaned in." "Revisionist." I trace one that runs across his chest with two fingers, slow, following the line where it hooks over his collarbone, and watch his face in the mirror while I do it.

I irritatingly mutter but he just presses his lips tightly to me. "You're not that talkative before" he mutters "Let me show you my tattoo" he whisper. I stop. So he's serious about getting undress first before I able to see his tattoo? "Eyes down here honey," he sexily utter "Here's my tattoo" I slowly look down and I saw him pointed the upper part of his waist. And there I saw his tattoo, a small crown with a written letter under it- Cosa Il Sovrano. The 'L' in the Cosa Il Sovrano was replaced by a knife. The font style is beautiful and it matches the font size.

He put the boxers back in his closest. He walked back. His all tattoos were visible. The first time his upper half was revealing the one tattoo that was stretched along his neck. The ink on his neck was a snake circling his neck like a permanent choker, the pattern looked like a compressed font of Devil with its scary fangs looking like they are permanently feeding on his blood. He also has many tattoos on his arm making a sleeve like an illusion on his right arm and also covering a little part of his chest.

He say but I'm to focused on his tattooed body to care about anything he says right now. My fingers trace the inked skin. He has a huge tattoo of Kali, the goddess of destruction, on his front. Different designs litter his skin but my favourite has to be the flower on his neck. It is the only tattoo that has colour out of them all on his front. He has his nipples pierced and I never thought I would say this but it looks really sexy.

Steve said making the motions of knighting an invisible kneeling man with a sword. “You don’t understand,” Cara said. She was sitting on the edge of the recliner making wild hand gestures as she spoke. She was manic and Steve could tell. “Now I get it,” Steve said. “Get what?” Cara asked. “That tattoo on your back. The one over your butt crack.” “What do you mean?” “It’s a picture of Jack the ripper, with fangs. Now I get the connection.” “The tattoo shop didn’t have a vampire dressed like Jack the ripper so I had them put fangs on what they had.”

How come I didn't notice them before, His nerves were popping up and Tattoos on his fingers speak of trouble, on his left hand's little finger, has a skull and thick arrow with star lines inside and at the corner " blame "was written in beautiful curving writing. On the other finger, there was a big thick scissor and at the left corner of the finger, there was "hate "written in block letters. The middle one has feature dripping black dots below it was eye-catching and beautiful, at the left corner of the finger "love" was written in cursive writing

Her completely naked body was now facing her man’s view. “What’s the matter, baby?” She eyed him carefully up and down and her gaze stopped on his muscular chest. She starred at that part for a few minutes. On his chest had appeared a new black tattoo in the shape of the letter ‘S’. It was surrounded by nine different greek characters.

He grumbles. "Something like Kvass?"I asks with a small smile and he nodded. "Yes,We will love that" "Alright,Wait for a minute while I bring them here"I says as I walked to the bar, I bring out four bottles and place them on the tray, He stretched his hand and collected it from me making his jacket sleeves pull up, I noticed something unusual on his wrist. It's a tattoo, But there's something familiar about it. It's the exact tattoo Nancy has on her back, What?!