Taint Tattoos Novels & Stories

A voice said. I looked up and saw someone with the same dark handsome look as Nicholas, however this particular person looked like a complete rebel. He was dressed in an expensive looking leather jacket and tight black jeans. He had this mischievous look in his eyes and a crooked smile. His hair was deep black and he had a tattoo from his bare neck down his neck line. He had rings on practically every finger and a necklace with a skull pendant. He was muscular and looked good, like he was concerned with his looks, however it didn't look like he was on good terms with Nicholas.

It wasn't really a tattoo, but more of a body charm that had been created with spells. I had absolutely no idea whether the tattoo would hurt me as much as a normal tattoo would hurt normal humans. I had heard so many horrible stories of tattoos becoming infected that it was the one thing that I had never considered doing. Piercings I could handle easily because they looked awesome, but tattoos? They were permanent body images that would never fade away. They were something that would stick with me for the rest of my life unless I decided to get laser surgery or something to remove them.

By the end, he lay collapsed on the floor, his body covered in grotesque red markings. I looked down at him, my tone calm and detached. "Oh, I forgot to mention. This tattoo ink is specially made. It won't fade. It'll stay with you for the rest of your life." I tilted my head slightly, almost amused. "I was just joking around with you, Mr. Payne… You're not upset, are you?"

Me staring at a naked guy for the second time in my damn life. My breath caught in my throat, trapped. I was trapped. My eyes completely rebelled against my brain's frantic commands to look the fuck away. Instead, they traced the dark, heavy ink of a tattoo etched across his upper shoulder blades. Three words, bold and unyielding: "Built Through Pain." The script wasn't flashy or arrogant. It felt heavy. It looked like a scar turned into art—a quiet testament to something survival-driven. A strange, unbidden ache blossomed in my chest just looking at it.

Aarya “Wow! It’s exquisite!” I marveled at the stunning neck tattoo that adorned my best friend Lea’s skin. My fingers traced the lines of the intricate design as I asked her, “I want one too, but I’m such a wimp thinking about the pain. Did it hurt?” Nestled at the base of her neck, where the curve of her neck met her shoulder, was a beautifully detailed wolf outline tattoo. Below the tattoo were Steven's initials, symbolizing their connection. It looks amazing.

Roshan was trembling in fear of arohi never in his dreams he had expected this. "You send these bangles to Arohi with this note," Rachna asked him directly as she understood this boy is fattu. ( coward) Roshan asked for the note he read and then said ' I didn't send this. I am not running, I mean my pet name is pink, not ronn. As far as these bangles are concerned, yes it's true that I belong to a jeweller's family but they are such miserly suckers that they will kill me but never allow me to give something like this."

The man was a work of art, Rhett thought with pure lust as Talen’s muscles flexed beneath his skin, making the lines of the tribal-style tattoo that sleeved his arm before covering shoulder and half his chest ripple. On a human, Rhett would have thought the designs nonsensical artistry, done for looks and no other reason, but Rhett had noted that the elaborate solid necklace that Aislen wore locked around her neck and that Tyler wore in leather and silver both held fragments of the pattern. He suspected that to the vampire, to the Concordia, those markings meant something, and considering that the vampire used them on both mate and blood slave, Rhett thought they were Talen’s name. He’d labe

“Can you touch it?” Tiana gave me a curious look but nodded. I turned my back to her and swept my hair away, exposing the mark completely. “Wow,” she muttered. “It’s a lot brighter than before. Your tattoo artist did an amazing job, it even glows.” My breath hitched. Glows? “Wait,” I stopped her just as she was about to touch it. “If it feels warm, remove your hand immediately. Got it?” Tiana gave me a slow nod before placing her finger on it.

Scars crisscrossed his torso, each one a story of violence I wasn't sure I wanted to know. But it was the tattoo over his heart that drew my attention. Dark ink etched into his skin, forming words I couldn't quite make out. I squinted, trying to decipher the script. "Bound by blood, sealed in blood." The words sent a chill down my spine, a stark reminder of the dangerous world I had been thrust into.

Jaela gasped. “What is it?” I panicked grabbing her shoulders. “Calm down son, show him your birthmark little one. I’m sure with his mind only on your romp in the sheets he never noticed it.” Jae rolled down the waist band of her yoga pants. There was an intricate tattoo of a lock surrounded by vines. “Your mate mark is that of vines without the lock” Tayen observed my neck. “Seeing as though you haven’t marked her, yet your mark is still incomplete.”