Traditional Spider Web Tattoo Flash Novels & Stories

“Just there. Something yeh’ll find interesting.” Dom pulled out a knife with a six-inch blade from under her cut. With a silent warning, she let go of the wrist and grabbed her hair where Nessie had indicated. It was ice cold. Swiftly, Dom shaved the patch of hair. The blade was sharp enough that it cut with no issue. The smooth patch of skin revealed the Aranya spider tattoo. “That is interesting.” Dom agreed and forced the younger woman to her knees. “I think before she takes a ride, she should see my basement.”

Addie demanded. "Mac is working on it. Cars take a little more work." He explained. Cage hugged Addie as she started to scream out of frustration, and cry. He held her tight until her sobs subsided. Addie looked at Viper. "What about Spider?" Addie asked. "Who?" Viper asked. "He was with that club here the other night. He sat at the bar and gave Paris the creeps. Bald guy with a spider tattooed on the back of his head." Addie explained.

“I’m undoubtedly doing just that, cowboy.” They walked into The Web, and spotted Liam ‘Spider’ Valance right away. They’d never met the man before, but that hardly mattered in identifying him, of course. The spider web tattooed across his face, the spiders tattooed around his neck – they were visible at two hundred paces, and no way anybody else in the whole of Denver had these distinctive tattoos. Hell, possibly nobody else in the whole state had them. “Ready?” Tex muttered to Honey. “You want me to do the talking?”

“I plan to tattoo a Koru on you. It’s a sort of spiral that’s part of Māori culture, and in New Zealand, it means new life, growth, strength, and peace. They made bone sculptures with this symbol that were used as pendants for necklaces. The bone, when worn, changes color. And for the Māori, it meant that a part of a person's spirit entered the pendant. Sometimes it was given to another person, as if to transmit a part of one's happiness.” James takes off his shirt and shows me his right shoulder. “I had it done by Sky last week. Mine is a way to transmit my happiness and love to you.” He puts his shirt back on—what a shame—and turns back to me. “And also a bit of bad luck, since you manage

He balanced himself on his toes and still had the watch in a countdown. He patted her head as she was on the floor shaking. “If you didn’t have too may drinks, this would have been slower” he said. “W-what are you talking about?” she asked softly. “Well poison that’s all” he patted her head again and then grabbed on and pulled her up, and put the timer in her face. “The venom of a Redback Spider causes all the symptoms you’re having now, and can kill a human under an hour. You ingested five to six doses and that could accelerate your death” he grinned.

" I nodded, feeling a mix of emotions swirling inside me. Sadness, regret, uncertainty. But also a glimmer of hope that maybe, just maybe, Spike could help me find the answers I was seeking. As we sat in the dimly lit room, I looked up at Spike, and something came over me. My whole body began to tingle as it screamed at me to feel him touching me. Without a word, I stood up, going over to him and straddling him. I sat there on top of him, staring into his eyes. Slowly unbuttoning my shirt and slipping it off to expose my bare breasts. Spike watched me with bothered confusion and wanted to be written all over his face. His hand came up, tracing over my tree-like tattoo that was on my left-han

I smeared everything we had already done—pussy cum, his cum, the slick mess from my ass—across his mouth and rode him like that, shameless, grinding down while he shoved his tongue into my pussy and licked me as if he had been starving for it. “You felt so perfect,” I whispered. I was still moving on his mouth when my eyes caught the back of his hand in the low light. The tattoo was black and detailed, a spider crawling across his knuckles. The same one I had seen in the club when the gun went off. The same one I had told myself I would never forget. I froze.

“I am rather intrigued by the spell, however, as these spiders aren’t the ordinary house spiders… the quantity of the web produced, and their general size is quite astonishing really.” “I don’t know,” Meguitte replied. They had just released millions of them into the town she thought, and that was probably going to be a problem they would soon have to deal with. She just hoped that they weren’t of a poisonous variety. “I just reversed it back at her.” She raised her eyebrows at Bianca. “What was it that you were trying to do?” “I used the wrong word I think, or mispronounced it,” Bianca said. “I was going for sands of time.”

Relief settles for a heartbeat—my pack is safe. “Rhett,” Laura sighs. “Tell me already, what the hell is going on with you?” “I don’t want to talk about it.” I glare at her. “If you’ll excuse me, I’d like to be alone.” I turn and head for my apartment. Inside, I strip off my clothes. I’ve been holding back from checking the stabbing pain in my chest. I turn to the mirror— And freeze. A tattoo runs across my back, down into my chest. A river of blue light twists into a crescent moon. Inside the glow, faint outlines of wolves howl and run, their forms made of mist and stars. The whole thing pulses like a living vein under my skin.

Stamp ejaculated as soon as he viewed what Mahiriko just got to drawn on his skin. Mahiriko frown and punched Stamp's hand when he touches his chest. "D*mn you, Stamp. It's not a f*cking pussy, it's a tarantula, you sh*tty sh*t." He corrected and study the tattoo at his reflection at the mirror. Stamp laughed his ass out and shows his Betty Boop tattoo on his back. "You see this, man? This is the real tattoo." He even let out his laugh like a wheezing animal.