Thanatos Tattoo Novels & Stories

She groaned. "Seven." Enzo had already woken up before she did. He woke up at 4 in the morning and watched her sleep. At first, she was a bit mortified but got a hang of it eventually. He liked watching her sleep. She buried her face into his neck and felt his muscles flex. Her fingertips circled around the tattoo on his chest. An intricate picture of a skull laying on a full-bloomed lily. "What does this tattoo mean?" "Life and Death." He said as he resumed stroking her. A shiver ran up her spine when he traced the twin dimples of her lower back.

The set gave an incredible panoramic view of anything going on in the bed at just about any angle. I heard the door close and looking into the headboard saw Mark come up behind me, he had removed his shirt and in the mirror behind him I saw the reflection of the huge tattoo that covered his muscular back: A Baphomet; the half man, half goat sitting cross legged within a circle, the universal symbol of Satanism, as I said I am not the only sick one in the family Over it in gothic lettering was the Latin expression Lex Talionis, The law of retaliation. "Ready for bed already sis?" He asked as his arms slowly encircled my waist pulling me back into him. I reached down to my left hip and unsnapp

"Yeah, have it?" Skoteinó chuckled and removed his white smiley mask that revealed the tattoos on his face. The tattoo that attracts Raverine the most is the official insignia of Die Dark — a smiling skull with a bloody fang. The tattoos were all over his dark-toned face. He also had piercings on his nose and lip — a typical look of an outlaw.

"I got this tattoo after I tried to find you, but to no avail. This black moon represents your bite. The circle of barbed wire symbolizes loyalty and the promise that I will protect my mate, and overall, this tattoo represents my oath as a leader to guard and protect my pack and my mate. You." Noreen's head throbbed. She couldn't comprehend what Thiery was talking about at all. It was like he was speaking a language from another planet. Thiery touched Noreen's lips with his index finger, and she immediately shuddered again. When he kissed her lips, Noreen felt it again, a slow, stirring desire, awakening butterflies in her stomach.

Turning off the faucet, I step out of the shower and wrap a towel around my waist. Taking a deep breath, I gaze at my reflection in the mirror and run a hand across my jaw. The light of the bathroom casts shadows over my shoulders as if spotlighting my tattoos. Like some Confradia Assassins, I have a tattoo that represents my status in the organization. Mine is a human male’s face hidden in the shadows, half of the face is complete with the crimson light of vengeance in one eye and the other half is the skeletal face of the male with an empty eye socket.

"If he truly cared about me, he wouldn't have abandoned us on the street and left us to starve to death, which would have indicated that he's as frigid as his name." "Stealing a death book isn't going to save your mother or sister's lives, Aubrey. That notebook, once labeled with someone's name, can never be removed, and neither can his mother or sister. Before your father goes on a rage, you should accept your fate and return to hell" ,Thanatos kept a cool posture as he carefully removed his broad hat, revealing a smiling visage. Any female will swoon when he stares her in the eyes. It is true that love and death are only separated by a thread. "Are the elves having fun here, too?" ,Thanato

though he felt he has had exprience on what it feels being a human but he still felt like he missed something. is this what humans really felt whenever they die, do they always feel like they are missing something, thanatos thought. right now he don't exactly know what he was feeling but among all the thing he was feeling he was feeling that he has somehow disappointed Yinito, he can't help thinking how she is and how she will be faring after finding out he is dead. after sometime thanatos smiled, "seems you really planned all well, i will go back but this time i will go with all my memories and also i don't actually knew why i have no gift," thanatos said.

Thanatos was a part of him- a part of me. It had been special and the love that he was so desperately trying to show pulled at my heartstrings. He had ended by letting me drink from his neck before whispering goodnight and that he’d come back soon to ‘feast on my pretty little pussy.’ He had gone and even when Kian returned, kissing my forehead and shoulders, clearly concerned, I had whispered how I was fine and that I loved him before falling asleep in his arms, fully content. Today I was barely able to walk, but with a few glasses of blood and a soak in the bath, we left. It was good that I was riding on Thanatos’s back today because I don’t think I would have been able to continue on foot

“Your tattoos are beautiful.” I look at the tattoo of a skull surrounded by black flames. My whole right arm is decorated with tattoos from shoulder to wrist. My skin prickles with every caress of her fingers, but I don’t stop her from touching me. The tattoo sleeve has several tribal symbols, and there are a seal trident and a frogman tattoo on my shoulder. Each tattoo represents something in my life. The skull represents my status as an Assassin, and the cross is a play on my name. Her finger moves down the line of my intricate cross, then to the inside of my rib cage, where I have an inscription. Qui velit, ut vivat in aeternum.

What does he mean that’s for later? Cutting off the straps of my thong as well, he takes a step backward and removes his bowtie, which was already loose and hanging around his neck. As he gets to work unbuttoning his shirt, his eyes do not leave mine and even as they’re filled to the brim with anger, I can see the hunger. I was right about his body being covered in tattoos, but in this case, only his back and sides, save for one tattoo over his left pectoral, right over his heart. It is a black heart with a dagger with the words SANGUE PER SANGUE.