Tobias Tattoo Divergent Novels & Stories

Giovanni turned his back on me, my eyes were on the giant snake coloured tattoo that covered his whole back, I was still staring at the tattoo before he disappeared into a closed door. I settled back, eyes closed, palms resting on the table, and let my mind wander to Giovanni's canvas of tattoos. The intricate snake on his left neck caught my attention first – its delicate scales seeming to slither across his skin. My gaze, though imaginary, traced the vibrant, full-back serpent, its red and black hues dancing in mesmerizing harmony. Next, my mental focus shifted to the cobwebs delicately etched onto his broad neck, their subtle complexity a testament to the artist's skill. The bold, cursive

he said, i nodded slowly my lips pursed as I stared at him turn around and walk out of the room. I reclined in my chair resting my head on the head rest and staring at the ceiling, after a while I sat up, pulled my laptop closer and searched for “Damon Brown”, his pictures popped up and I scrolled through all of them, nothing here suggests all of his background, he must have done a very good job hiding it. I clicked on one of his picture and I appeared bold on the screen, I removed my hands from the keypad, entwined my fingers together and rested my jaw on it supporting my hands with my elbow on the table.

She knew that no one would be able to stop her from becoming the new Queen of Zolane tonight. "Bind!" Tobias roared, his face contorting into a mass of wrinkles. He amassed his final reserves of energy into a massive wave and drove it straight into Eden through the silver needles. Eden instantly shuddered. She felt as though her organs were being locked down. A wave of intense danger washed over her. She scrambled back several paces and glared at the sneering Tobias, snapping, "What the hell are you doing?" Tobias laughed maniacally, tearing away his disguise completely. He fixed a sinister gaze on Eden, whose beauty was otherworldly yet cold and distant, his eyes burning with lust. "Do you

I nod my head, “Seems like she hasn’t changed one bit.” “You know, I find it odd that you and Tobias are engaged after learning the history between the pair of you. Tobias is a good man underneath all that armour, but he has secrets that he keeps locked away, and it’s those secrets that have destroyed the young man he once thrived to be.” Davis says in a firm tone that is void of any negativity. I look around the room and sigh. “It’s getting really late, and I need to be at the bakery early in the morning. Do you think you can order me a taxi?”

he gestured for her to step out. “Aislen!” Toby cried out in protest fighting free of the nurses and catching hold of the poles, shaking the door of his cage. “We should just get into the car and go. Aislen. Help me! Th… Thay… Thay… Aislen!” One of the nurses stabbed a needle into his exposed arse cheek, and his eyes fluttered as he sagged to the floor. “Aislen. Thay. Gul.” “F-king pain in the arse,” Sparrow looked down at him with a frown. “Toby’s father is an influential contributor to our mission. When he finds out that his son has been infected with whatever this f-king virus is, he’ll be crushed.”

Kendra POV Tobias undresses me and helps me into the shower. He begins to undress. As the warm water runs over my body, I watch him undress. I notice a small tattoo on his chest. It looks very familiar. His perfect body is standing before me. I look down to see his huge cock. Holy shit, that will split me into pieces. I do not think I have ever had a man with a cock that large.

I will show them strength. I took a deep breath, letting the air fill my lungs, letting the weight of humiliation transform into quiet determination. And then I felt it. A small, subtle pulse from the mark, as if it too had accepted the challenge. Its glow had dimmed with fatigue, but the rhythm of its life matched my heartbeat, steadfast, insistent, unbroken. I looked up at Tobias again, who had not moved. “Tell me,” I whispered, just for him. “What do you mean, different?”

Leonidas stared at his friend as the male got another tattoo on his back, the red panther tattoo being his neck being the only red thing in the sea of black creatures and words. The man doing the tattoo, a Dionysus Familia, by the name of Stratos, a friend of Loukas made him felt a bit uncomfortable because of his way of speaking and numerous rings on his nose but there was nothing he could tell Loukas to change the male's mind on him. Leonidas felt his eyes stray again to the red tattoo on Loukas' back, a little bit of jealousy filling him.

Kyle answers nonchalantly. “So, are you a hybrid as well?” I direct my question back to him, ignoring his snide remark. “I wouldn’t be that unlucky, sweetheart. I am one-third human, one-third Leviathan, and rounding up the perfection, one-hundred percent charming,” Tobias responds with a wink.

the foundation’s assets through a series of offshore counters. Toby was in a sling, his arm set by a local doctor who didn’t ask questions. He sat on the deck, his eyes fixed on the water, his rifle across his lap. He was no longer just the protector. He was a man who knew that the war wasn’t over. It had just changed its frequency. I sat at my drafting table, the silver music box sitting in the centre. I didn’t wind it. I didn’t look at the tooth. I picked up a piece of charcoal and a fresh sheet of vellum. I didn’t draw a house. I drew a network.