Tattoo Behind Ear Ideas の小説・ストーリー

What she said was still ringing in my head. He had a tattoo of a crest on his back and another of three spades on the skin at his lower back directly above his left butt cheek. I was never into bad boys. I didn't like their vibe or the energy around them. I could live with a bike or a small tattoo but not the ones Jane described or the piercing in his left nipple. I mean, who in their right mind pierces their nipple? I couldn't fathom how someone as sweet, good, and adorable as Nancy could have a grandkid like that.

he continued, “I must admit I was almost sure you'd change your mind, Barbie,” Susan risked a glance in his direction. In the open she was finally able to see his eyes clearly. They were brown…Almost black even. He had a tattoo right behind his ear. It went down his neck and into the hoodie, but Susan could concentrate well enough to see what was written. She wondered if he had more tattoos… She was sure he probably did. His nose was pointed, and the lips surrounded by that neatly trimmed beard was…. Susan looked away and forced herself to concentrate. She wasn't here to ogle the big, bad man. Hell, she was yet to know why she was here, but first of all…

"How many tattoos do I have in total?" "Four." And he goes on to explain what they are. “The Crow tattoo on the back of your left shoulder, the tribal tattoo on your spine, the lotus flower on the back of your neck, and my mark, right here.” He gently caressed his mark on my left collarbone, and immediately, I felt the pull and comfort towards him. I nodded. “Okay, you're Ryan, okay.” He glared at me and I laughed. “Say my name again.”

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.

on his chest beckoned me, its tiny letters igniting a spark within. My mind's eye roamed to his hands, where a skull sat regally at the back of his long fingers, and a wolf's head gazed fiercely from the right hand's backdrop. An eagle soared on his left, wings spread wide. On his upper arms, colorful flowers bloomed, their petals unfolding like tiny works of art. As I committed each design to memory, I marveled at the tapestry of his tattoos, I was too far gone in my head that I totally forgotten I should be thinking of a way to leave this place, not thinking about his tattoos.

Seraphina snapped. Tanisha blinked at her innocently. “What did you see? Nothing happened.” She pulled her t-shirt over her head and got busy unbuttoning her shorts. Like the other girls, she was already wearing her swimsuit underneath. I was mesmerized by the tattoos covering her back. As she moved, the art seemed to come to life. A dark, winding vine curled around the image of a bird mid-flight. “I thought your front was impressive, but your back is even better!” I said to Tanisha, a little too loudly.

Also… Evie turned to her side to view the back of her left shoulder, and she grimaced. She did not know what came to Evely’s mind, but she had a tattoo of Gemini there that was as big as her palm. “I wonder if I can have this removed,” she said out loud.