Traditional Plague Doctor Tattoo Flash 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.

Terra walked up to them, "Elders, you have to close this place down, this plague, it could spread quickly" she said, "How do you know that?" Elder diatele asked, "I had seen this plague as a child, deriaket is its name, its stages are unique, one slash mark to the fore head means it was just in its early stage, two means it has progressed" she continued, "And three causes that?" Rashkov said with fear in his voice as he stated behind me,

Tristian points out reasonably and As I think about it, I can’t help but see that he just might be right. There are indeed thousands of people with the same tattoo, same spot. The last thing I want to do is to jail an innocent person. I know how that feels like. Thinking more about that, eve marigold has that same tattoo. Same spot as that’s quite a popular spot for that type of tattoo. I’m not saying it’s marigold in the frame as she’s obviously a female but what if the person is one of her holigan friends and the tattoo is somewhat a symbol of their friendship bond?

Luke said as he walked in, shutting the door behind him. "Morning, Theo" he said."Morning, Luke" Theo replied, giving him a small smile. "Are you feeling better?" He asked and Theo nodded."Okay, that's good. Come on, let's see how nicely you're healing" Luke said, holding out a hand which Theo took and pushed himself to a sitting position. Luke placed one knee on the bed and moved Theo's hair to the side, exposing the wide expanse of creamy skin which was mostly covered by white bandage. Slowly and carefully, Luke started to peel off the the bandage from Theo's skin, whispering an apology at certain points when Theo hissed in pain. The tattoo was glowing, I noticed and it was healing really

The doctor huffs in frustration over the situation as she says, “I don’t know, Alpha. I’m trying to figure it out. How is your mark?” He growls, “It’s fine.” “Then can I see it?” He snaps at her, “Are you calling me a liar? Focus on your Luna!” I place my hand on his and say, “Apollo, the doctor is just trying to help us. Please, show her the mark.” He breathes deeply and I assume he listens to me because the doctor mumbles, “Interesting. Your mark is inflamed as well, but it’s not as bad as the Luna’s. I would like to get you started on some antibiotics as a precaution.”

One of the senior doctors stepped forward and coldly said, “You can trust us. We are doctors who treat patients.” Saint glanced at him before snorting coldly. “Then do your fucking job! If anything happens to her or her child, you will not be alright either. Mark my words.” Before the doctor could respond, Saint pointed his rifle toward him and chuckled. “Don’t waste time. Get back to work.” The junior doctors and nurses looked shocked. They hadn’t expected such a reaction from Saint. But they obeyed when their eyes fell on the golden lion emblem on his black shirt—it was the legendary Shadow Military insignia, given only to top-ranking soldiers.

My mouth began going down from kissing his neck to that strong broad chest, my eyes were closed but then I looked up to catch his expression after he held back a groan in his throat, but my eyes landed on his chest who welcome me with a new tattoo, I brushed my fingers on the ink, This tattoo was a combination of words which I knew was Spanish, those words were completing a circle and huge deadly snake was printed between them, starting from Amor (Love), Escapar (Escape), Desamor (Heartbreak), Venganza (Revenge), Misión (Mission), I could few words of it. “What is this, Armando,” I examined the details of that horrific tattoo, my eyes couldn’t move from it, It was obvious from some words tha

Blaze continued. "And?" Sandro prompted. Blaze remained silent for a while, causing Sandro to scoff. "Are you trying to make me beg for information?" "I never said you should," Blaze pointed out. "I'm just trying to find the right way to say it." Sandro nodded, waiting patiently, still observing Blaze, who seemed to relish making him wait. "I've come across a tattoo, but I can't quite place its significance," Blaze finally admitted, handing over a paper with a sketch of the tattoo.

He gave me a tip of his hat in response, and I turned to the building. “Hello,” I said to the nurse behind the counter with a smile, and he looked up at me with a smile. “Hello, and welcome, how may we help you today?” “Uhm, I am here to check on the victims of the plague.” The nurse raised his brow and slightly cocked his head to the side with his smile -his signature smile I was certain - still resting on his face. I chuckled,“ doctor Rory Aldrich” I handed him my ID, and he returned it with widened eyes.

"No! That one no. It is cursed forget about it. " The tattooist dismisses Sao. Something about the tattoo makes him not look away. On the mention of a curse, the other couple come to see for themselves the tattoo. Fahara is what it's called. In some dessert outside a mudwalled house a rooster is trying to swallow a blue glowing stone . Nothing very interesting about the tattoo but Sao can't take his eyes off it. More particularly, the blue glowing stone.