Tatuajes En La Nuca Novels & Stories

“No.” I said firmly. “I must insist. Yo-” the doctor stepped forward “You touch me with that needle and I won’t be the only one with a concussion.” I threatened. “I saw your tattoo. You can’t be afraid of needles.” Janine said. Damn, I had a massive tattoo of my wolf on my back. She was pure white, which is a symbol of royalty. “What is your tattoo of?” Axel asked.

I recall as she keeps pressing me for information “He has a tattoo, an axe tattoo on his neck a little towards his jawbone.” Matteo and Bella turn to each other giving of understanding looks to each other that I didn’t understand. “Aurora dear, are you sure of this tattoo that you say?” Bella her eyes were glinting as if she had an idea of where the tattoo could be from. “A hundred percent sure, it was the last thing I saw before passing out completely.” I say with an air of confidence.

“Have you decided where you want your tattoos?” “Primus wants to place his over his heart,” I announce. “But we talked about it this morning and I think I convinced him to place it somewhere a bit more hidden, like along his spine underneath his hair. But I can’t think of a place on my body that will be just as discrete. I would do the same, but what happens if I wear my hair up one night and forget it’s there and the wrong person sees it? Primus might get reprimanded, but a human like myself would be killed.”

They played for a bit she sighed dreamily as the Carson, Matthew, and Chuck took off their shirts, a few minutes later Leon, John, William and Blake followed suit, and she couldn't help but smile as she noticed that Carson and Blake had similar eagle’s tattoos on their left shoulders. But she also noticed the black jaguar that ran mid-back on Blake and the lion on Carson.

MARTHA: Mr. Weston smiled and entered the room where I had spent the night. His woody scent surrounded me like a warm blanket as he replied, "It's a tribal tattoo." "Does Doctor Tina have it too?" I asked, shocked, and he nodded. "Yes, but women's tattoos are on their backs. They are meant to carry the pack on their backs, while we carry ours from the front," he replied proudly, and my jaw dropped. I was still looking at him in shock.

She boldly bent to kiss my neck, and her lips slid along my shoulder, pushing black silk out of the way. She undid the buttons slowly, her lips following along as she did so. She bared my chest, smooth and hard, with a few tattoos I no longer paid any attention to. One was a skull that Id had done when I was a teenager and full of anger. Another, a slash down my right side, was a black panther stretched out along the slim expanse. Yet another, on my left pec, was a revolver, another stupid choice of a teenager. Id have them covered when I could be bothered.

I couldn’t focus on what he was saying at all, my attention completely stolen by his bare chest. I couldn’t help but notice the armband tattoo on his left arm. The word “Moretti” was inked in a beautiful Old English font, with detailed lines making it look even cooler. His tattoos just added to that tough, masculine vibe he had going on. Then I saw the tattoo on his back. A raven, placed right in the middle of his back, near his shoulders and neck. It was so well done, I couldn’t stop staring at it, totally impressed.

"One day, you would hate yourself for doing this to everyone including yourself and you might be too late then," She chuckled and threw her hair over her shoulder and I got a glimpse of a tattoo. "What's that on your neck?" I asked, her knowing fully well Natasha does not have a tattoo. She placed her hand over her neck. "I got a tattoo. So what, it's none of your business," she said uneasily as she walked away. Was that why she mostly wear turtlenecks, choker and wear her hair down? What's this tattoo all about? That was the least of my worries.

Nikolai is a god among men, and I am fortunate to be embraced by his presence. Nikolai’s tattoos are sexy, and I find myself unable to resist tracing them with my finger. The stars inked on both his shoulders catch my attention, making me curious about their meaning. However, it’s the eagle tattooed on his chest that truly captivates me. The majestic bird exudes power and strength, its wings spread wide as if poised for flight. The intricate details of the tattoo come alive on his skin, and I can’t help but admire its beauty. The eagle symbolizes freedom, and in that moment, I feel as if I am soaring alongside 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.