Vinnie Hacker Back Tattoo Novels & Stories

“I’m here for a tattoo.” He leaned back, arms folding across his broad chest. The motion made the fabric of his shirt strain. “You? A tattoo?” He laughed, low and cruel. “Let me guess. Tiny heart on your wrist? Or maybe a quote about ‘strength’ in some flowery script so everyone knows how deep you are.” I pulled out my phone and showed him the design. “Lower back. Crescent moon with vines. I have the reference.”

His hands held the railing as he leaned on it, putting some of his weight on his hands and looking at the ocean. I was relieved to find him there. Standing behind, I looked at his back and for the first time, I actually looked at the tattoo on his back, near his torso right in the middle, where his spinal cord was. It was an inverted cross with snakes wrapping around it. It was demonic. He was demonic. I mean who gets an inverted cross tattooed on their body? I walk to him and stand a few feet behind. “Why are we still here?” I ask looking at his broad back, scrunching my eyes due to the bright sun.

“If I want you to trust me, then I should focus on building it” I heaved a sigh, not knowing what to say. “Thank you Conan” I ducked my head, staring at the keys on my palm. The keyholder of the key had a design that looked like a viper. “Viper?” I muttered under my breath, trying to recollect where I had seen the image of the exact design of the viper. Suddenly, it dawned on me that Mr. Hunter, Bruce Lawrence’s father, had a viper tattoo around his neck. Surprisingly, it was the same design as the one on the key holder.

They were a team and friends, no apologies needed. “I… I didn’t mean any offense either. I am just too pissed off seeing the state Jack is in” Tyrell joined in. “I am too but we don’t even know if this Pete fellow is involved” Ian nodded. “That reminds me” Shadow put down his tumbler “I noted a tattoo covering almost half of his lower back. Boss, its similar to the ones that David sketched earlier. It has a lot more details…but I can’t be sure as I didn’t pay much attention.”

His fingernails were painted black, and his face closely shaved. Rhett had pulled his hair back into a ponytail, exposing the tattoo of the Triquetra on the point of his cheekbone beneath his left eye, something he had added to each of them that morning and planned to add to Aislen when they brought her back. The small tattoo had been far less painful than the one on Heath’s back of the river house, though Cameron had a different opinion. For someone who liked sex with a side of pain, he’d complained throughout the tiny tattoo.

AVA The smoking nail. It was the trademark logo of the shadow assassins. At the moment, it was tattooed against Venom's skin, the dark ink standing out against his pale skin. "Cool tattoo you have there" I commented. He turned to look at me, a smile tugging at his lips. "It's been a while since I got it. You like tattoos?" "Yeah. I've never had a chance to get one."

Intricate tattoos adorn his arms, including a circuit board on his left bicep, showcasing his passion for hacking. With a brilliant mind and a mischievous sense of humor, Alexei is an exceptional hacker. He thrives on challenges and loves pushing the boundaries of what can be achieved in the cyber realm. Bypassing firewalls and encryption protocols is second nature to him, making him an invaluable asset to our team. I dial Alexei’s number, and after a few rings, he answers the call. “Alexei, I need you to gather every piece of information you can find on Mario Alfonso. He’s a sotto capo of the Chicago Outfit, and he recently made threats against me and the Bratva,” I assert.

Despite the fact that he was a CEO and was the youngest, most successful business man in Detroit, this man must have been through a lot. He had a tattoo of a viper's head, covering the large expanse of his back. It was a masterpiece. But, Adelynn didn't know what lay underneath the tattoo. She didn't even know about the small but visible tattoo on his inner thigh that said, 'THEY'RE ALL TWO FACED LIARS'. Because if she had, she would have understood the reason for most of his actions. ...

His wolf began pacing inside of him. "His name's Gandhi. Former cop. Very experienced and dangerous," Hacker replied after his fingers had typed rapidly across the keys. "I want his address," Venom demanded, his eyes hard as steel. Hacker hesitated, then nodded. "I can get it for you." Venom simply nodded, his expression unchanged. The others exchanged uneasy glances, sensing the new level of tension. "Here it is, Venom," Hacker said, turning his laptop so his Alpha could see the address.

My eyes wandered down to his physique, and I swallowed hard. Water dripped from his hair down to his face — mere water had never felt so sexy. His muscles glistened, and when he raised his hands to wipe his wet hair, I saw his veins bulge. He raised his head letting out a groan. I stared at the movement of his Adam apple, the way it moved up and down when he groaned. It made me want to grab him. A black tattoo was beautifully written on his back. The word vanity boldly inscribed there with a hibiscus drawn next to it.