Underworld Hades Tattoo Ideas Novels & Stories

Her essence flowed within his blood. And just like how he would not hesitate to burn down into ashes in her love... He wouldn't hesitate to burn anyone who touches her... Leaving no blood, no bones behind... But only Ashes. Ashes to mixed with the dirt. . His fondness was different from others. His love was hidden in his chest. His thirst was drowning in his mind. His desire was leashed with his soul that all needed HIS PERSEPHONE. . He was The HADES. .

7 years ago. Then Arthur was 14 years old, but he was hiding in the dark to save his life from some kidnappers.. At that time he didn't knew that they were killers sent by his uncle. He was scared and afraid. While he was hiding he heard the sounds of people fighting. He was scared and then he heard a little, soft voice," Huh!! It's a crybaby...pfft.." When he looked up, he saw a girl around his age looking at him and smiling..her eyes were blue like a deep ocean..... his hairs were long, tied in a ponytail..and her attire was all black, with a tattoo in it.

Both of them looked at me like I was insane. "First, he can tattoo? Second, you let him put his family crest on you? Damn girl." Becky laughed. I rolled my eyes. "Obviously. And well, it seemed fair. He let me tattoo him. The same spot, but his is a lotus flower sitting on a crescent moon with the five moon phases under it." I shrugged. "Wow. So you two are next level in this relationship. It's that serious." Becky whistled.

"Are you sure you gave the file to the maid earlier?" "Hmm? What's wrong? Is there something bothering you?" Karl raised an eyebrow, confused. Hades touched the nape of his own neck, getting more and more anxious. "I saw a tattoo on the nape of his neck." "Tattoo?" repeated Karl. "I didn't notice. Really, what's that tattoo?" "That's a tattoo for the special forces of the Schneider organization," Hades was still speaking in a half-whispered voice with a worried tone. "What if that woman just now was the one posing as a maid?"

Here is the beginning of me, you, and our beloved child Here is the beginning of a new round of great love for you my princess I promise I will never abandon you I promise I will never make you sad I swear that I love you more than anything or anyone in this wide world And that I will keep my little family with love until the day I lose my soul in it Telling you that you are the only ones who fill my eyes, and who make me love the days I live more It's bad to make me so real..too bad. In the end, they realized the reason why tattoos did not appear from the beginning is that they cannot transform.. their tattoos will appear if they are tattooed just like omega wolves

My hair is down my back in waves, covering the exposed skin. When I look down the dress, I can see the black ink of the tattoo I had done in the month that Dalon and I hadn’t spoken. I had wanted a permanent reminder of him and our time together. A reminder that Italy wasn’t just some dream. The tattoo is simple, but the meaning behind it is powerful. The tattoo is a sun with a moon inside it to symbolize two opposite worlds coming together in the most unexpected but beautiful ways. Like an eclipse that is so rare, but so powerful and beautiful to witness.

“Was he hot? "He is too perfect to describe really,"I explained everything except for the biting part. I figure she might find it weird, and it was only our secret between the two of us.I think I got a tattoo and imagined that he bit me. Now, where there was a bite mark, there was a silvery tattoo of what I think were constellations inside of a moon that appeared to be dripping blood. It was beautiful and seemed only visible at a particular angle. Somehow, I knew no one else could see it but me.

I smiled Internally, he buried his face in my neck sniffing like his life depended on it. I opened my eyes slowly and gasped immediately at what I saw. I have never seen my mate without clothes but today he was bare from waist to chest and I was shocked because he has tattoos on his body. Do werewolves get tattooed, I thought that was only for humans. His tattoo was so beautiful and creative, a big tattoo of a raven was drawn on his hand and some ancient word on his belly. He was still holding me tightly, his hand was just between my lower back and ass, my thoughts wandered back to the incident that happened at the balcony.

Rebecca whimpered and covered her mouth with her hand. Hades wrapped his arms around Rebecca's body and kissed her lips again. "Beg for my name," he said as he drew back. "Sir, I don't know your name." Rebecca's breath became strained as she replied. She was so engrossed at the moment that she couldn't bring herself to think of a response. Hades muttered 'Hades,' to her as he drew his lips close to her ears. "Sir Hades…" "That's right, beg for my name. The only name that will remind you of both warmth and pleasure—" he dipped his head to taste her nipples before returning to thrust her once again and added, "—warmth and pleasure that's hotter than the scorching river of the underworld."

He saw Iris’s eyes narrow, and her expression morphed into confusion. “I am not sure why Dame’s tattoo is up for discussion,” she was confused. She had never thought to ask him the story behind his tattoo. As far as she knew, he had always had it, and they never thought much about it. “Because Mrs. Lark, this is a tattoo of a radical underworld group called the “the blood wolves,” he typed something into his system and turned the screen toward Iris. She studiously gazed at the tattoo, but nothing rang a bell in her head.