Taehyung Tattoos Novels & Stories

The hoodie draped loosely over his head, obscuring his face, but the flicker of city lights occasionally illuminated the sharp lines of his jaw and the hints of a sinister smirk playing on his lips. The wind picked up, a fierce breeze whipping across the rooftop and causing the hood to flutter. As the fabric shifted, it revealed a chiseled, muscular torso adorned with intricate tattoos, each line telling a story of violence, power, and mystery. Prominently displayed on the left side of his chest was a large, bold tattoo—the words *Nosce Hostem* inked in a jagged, menacing script that seemed almost to pulse with life against his skin. The tattoo, a clear message, spoke of a deep connection to

I was not certain what the front looked like, but the white thong looked great from the back. My eyes lingered on tattoos that had not been there yesterday… The left cheek said, ‘Property of Jackson Habibi’. The right cheek said, ‘Property of Zeus Hamia’ and were both signed with her initials. Damn fucking straight. Now, I needed to get a tattoo that showed the same sentiment regarding her. There was nobody else that I would willingly belong to except for her. I bent over and kissed the left cheek while Zeus kissed the right. It was an honor to us both that she chose to belong to us. We also belonged to her – heart, body, and soul.

And don’t say you’ve never been warned. TAYA’s POV : "You're right Blondie, tonight was fun. I'm glad I came," Judah came back moments later, striding towards me in his wet dinosaur boxer briefs. I shoved the pack of cigarettes back into his jeans pocket quickly and I turned around. "Yeah, me too," my eyes darted to his lower abdomen area, "And now I know where you have a tattoo," Judah had a tattoo of a lion on his lower stomach, and it was big and intricate. I couldn't see the whole thing though, as half of the tattoo was covered by his boxers.

I asked myself as I backed away weakly and nervously looking at the two Koi tattoos behind him. 'It's a Koi… Yin Yang… And the tattoo on her back isn't a moon.'

Hyun-ki laughed too and said that he is right he shouldn't be afraid of that since he is to it but he should be scared of him, then Hyun-ki took his jacket off and put it in Mun-hee, and then when he put it in him his arm tattoo was shown and then Go Jii looked at Hyun-ki and he was started looking scared, when Hyun-ki turned he asked him what is the deal of his look then he noticed that he was looking at his tattoo, then Hyun-ki laughed and told him "Is it that scary to see a tattoo on a teenager" Go Jii looked at Hyun-ki and asked him who is he and what does he wants, he started threatening him by saying "Don't try to do something stupid I am not an easy target you should know that" Hyun-k

she asked them referring their tattoos. It took them a while before Hakyi answered. "A warrior tattoo." "Are they? Must hurt a lot having it painted in your skin." "Why you say so?" Osiris asked. "Aren't tattoos painted through needles?" she asked them. They nodded. "You know I remember when I was in high school, the rebel stage of being a youth. My dad had literally whooped my ass with his morning newspaper when I told him and mom that I would get myself a tattoo. I was scared when he literally forgot reading news and decided to chase me around the house while shouting 'Yah Daeira Park! Get back here or I will disown you!'." Daeira laughed so loud at the recollection while Hakyi and Osiris

I sprang from my bed, adrenaline pumping as I prepared to confront the intruder. My stance quickly relaxed, however, and a frown crossed my face when I saw who it was—Hayes Hawthorne, standing in my room shirtless. My breath caught in my throat. Holy. Fucking. Hell. Every inch of his body was sculpted like a Greek god, with sharp lines and rigid definition. A large tattoo sprawled across his upper chest and onto his left shoulder, dark and bold, forming a series of interconnected shapes that were both intricate and slightly thorny.

As soon as her baby girl was happily engaged on the bright mat, Tessa turned to face Zy and stopped—moving, breathing, thinking. He stood in front of her wearing a pair of black low-slung sweatpants—and nothing else. His five o’clock shadow inched onto his thick neck, which gave way to two thick slabs of bronze muscles. Both bulging shoulders were covered in tribal tattoos that ran down his beefy arms, flanking abs so ridiculously taut calling them a six-pack would be an insult. He even had those notches above his hips that made her drool. Mercy me! “Where do you want to do this?”

The Chaos boy holding my hand is equally as confused as I am. My missing Chaos boy steals my breath away. He isn’t small anymore. His gaze is cutting and almost devoid of emotion. Two frozen ice-blue eyes. His razored hair comes just under his square jaw. His once inky-black hair has been dyed midnight blue. He has a septum piercing, each of his eyebrows has two piercings, his bottom lip has a spider bite, and his ear lobes are covered. He has a black leather collar on his throat and leather bands on his tattoo-covered arms. He is in all black. A deadly vibe comes off him in waves. My eyes are drawn to the tattoo on his neck. It’s of a blonde girl in cowboy boots sitting under a pecan tree c

I shook my head in disbelief and continued with work. See what I was talking about Damian? See? Anyway, I continued on with work like I usually do and finished up like yesterday too. Theo had already texted me earlier that he already picked up Haley. He even sent me a picture of her. I got out the company building and saw Theo's car. He got out and opened the shotgun seat for me. Taehyung was wearing a black cap and mask, beige colored lapel collar tee, white pants and white sneakers.