Tattoo Designs Chest Novels & Stories

Makalipas ang ilang minuto ay sunod-sunod na tattoo designs ang ipinadala sa kaniya. Seryoso itong nagsimulang magpaliwanag. "The Succubus Tattoo, also known as the Slave Tattoo, is usually placed on the lower abdomen..." Bigla itong natigilan. Dahan-dahan nitong ibinaling ang ulo kay Ezekiel at nang makita ang seryosong tingin ng lalaki ay agad siyang kinilabutan. "Brother..." Lumulunok itong nagsalita.

Umusli ang labi nito ngunit tumango din sa huli. Tinulongan n'ya ang kasintahan na hubarin ang suot nitong t-shirt at dahil wala itong suot na bra ay tumambad sa kan'ya ang malulusog na dibdib ng dalaga. Kianna has a tattoo on the right side of her boobs na mas lalo pang nagpadagdag sa karisma nito. Using his finger he traced the tattoo besides Kianna's boobs. "I love your tattoo here babe, what is the meaning of this?" tanong n'ya rito. Isa itong maliit na dragon na may iba't-ibang kulay na umabot hanggang sa bewang nito ang haba.

Mabilis akong napatingin sa braso niya pero hindi kita ang tatto dahil natatakpan ng manggas ng shirt na suot niya. He smirked when he saw my eyes stayed on his biceps. Dahan-dahan niyang inangat ang manggas ng suot niya saka pinakita sa akin ang bagong tatto. I raised my brow. My bite was detailed. Pero ang mas lalo kong ikinagulat ay ang pangalan ko sa ibaba nito. Chloe Lorin. "I'm in your right wrist and in your left biceps, too?" I asked with amusement.

mahina kong tugon, kahit may kung anong kulo sa loob kong pilit kong iniingusan. Tumayo ako para ayusin ang comforter sa paanan ng kama nang mapansin kong bahagyang lumilis ang hospital gown niya sa likod. Dito ko unang nasilayan ang hindi inaasahan—isang tattoo. Malaki. Kumplikado. Itim na tinta sa balat niya, tila ukit ng matagal nang kasaysayan. Napakunot ang noo ko. A large, intricately designed compass with roses and Roman numerals—halos sakop ang buong upper back niya. I stepped closer, trying to make sense of it.

Bakit nae-excite siyang makatabi ito habang magkayakap sila sa pagtulog. As he shrugged off his inner long sleeve, the soft fabric slipped down his arms, revealing the chiseled expanse of his back. The warm glow of the lamp danced across his skin, accentuating the ridges of muscle and the intricate patterns of the tattoo that wrapped around his shoulder blade. Scars, etched like whispers of a storied past, marred the smooth skin, but instead of detracting from his appeal, they seemed to add depth to his rugged allure, a testament to battles fought and endured. His very presence seemed to fill the room, his raw masculinity drawing her in with an almost palpable force, making her breath catch

Kapag talaga gusto ng isang taong gawin ang isang bagay ang daming maiisip na dahilan. Nagpunta sila sa kaibigan nitong tattoo artist. Naunang magpa-tattoo si Liam. Simpleng heartbeat tattoo ang napili nilang design at ipapalagay nila ito sa kanilang pulso. Simbolo ito ng buhay. It looks exactly like the monitor with the irregular line bouncing up and down. Tapos na si Liam at siya na ang susunod. Maganda ang pagkakagawa.

The black combat shoes on her feet will be a no-no for Harriet to wear. Her skin tone is lighter than Harriet's. Mas maputi siya. She has tattoos on her left chest and her waist. Nasisilip ko ang tattoo sa ibaba ng pusod niya. It was big, like a tribal design. No. She's not Harriet.

Fuck! "Are you married?" "No!" mabilis na tutol niya. "Then what--" he rolled his eyes and sighed as he examined the rock on her ring. "Women!" he spat. He was about to get up when she pulled his arm. Pareho silang natigilan. She couldn't look at him so she distracted herself with studying the muscles of his arm. He had a huge tattoo of a stag on his forearm and he had a skull with a clock on his left chest. Agatha had never thought of tattoos as sexy even if one of her brothers is a tattoo artist. But looking at the stranger's inked skin made her want to lick every inch of it. And she would. She had to stop him from leaving.

Hindi naman kase siya sanay na makakita ng lalaking n*******d tsaka isa pa nakakaasar naman kase yung six packs abs nito, isama mo pa yung v-line then yung broad chest and shoulders nitong nakakapanlaway talaga ngunit lahat ng pagnanasang bumabalot sa kanya at nawala ng mahagip nanaman ng mata niya ang tattoo nito. "Ah, naiilang ka." Ngumisi ito sa kanya. "Wag kang mailang, I will give you the rights to look at my body for twenty four hours, you can even take a picture of me then you can also look at it everynight so you can be used to seeing me like this." Ani pa nito sabay ipinakita sa kanya ang mala greek god na katawan kaya hindi maiwasang pamulahan siya ng mukha, nakahinga na din siya n

I looked at the tattoo artist and he is already looking at me at tumayo ako papunta sa upuan at pinakita ang design na ipapatattoo ko sa ankle ko. Naagaw ng pansin ko ang Arabic tattoo ni Marshall sa dibdib n`ya. And it looks like this one ( اميليا) at umiwas ako agad ng tingin ng makita ng tattoo artist ang ipapatattoo ko ngayon. “I want this on my ankle.” Tumango ito at tumalikod, nag-paalam mag-restroom break s`ya saglit habang naiwanan kami ni Marshall sa loob ngayon.