Vinnie Hacker Tattoo Novels & Stories

Also, I want to know what he finds out from this rogue. I asked Hari to stay behind and wait for my command. Ashwin would identify Hari easily. I bought my pass and mingled with the gang. I searched for Ashwin first and found him eyeing someone with so much rage in his eyes. I pinpointed who he was glaring and it exactly matched with the one tall person who rocket had mentioned. He had a tattoo of a blue snake circling a black rose on his neck.

Three months later, I swung open the doors to our hideout. Black Viper paused polishing his gun as I walked in. "You've got some nerve coming back here." "Where else can I go?" I retorted with an icy laugh. "Bradley's got a hit out on me. I'm a marked man." He gave me a once-over, his eyes lingering on my gloved right hand. "Hand's out of commission?" "Completely." My eyes fell. "Can't even grip a paintbrush."

My gaze drifted unconsciously to his collarbone. There was a new tattoo there. Red, still swollen from being freshly inked, but unmistakable. It was my name. The characters were rendered in the most ancient, wild cursive form of script, like an old, binding sigil. My fingers trembled as I touched it. “When did you… get this?” Henry caught my hand and rubbed it gently against his palm. “Last night, after you fell asleep.” “Did it hurt?” “It was better that it hurt.” His eyes darkened, and a satisfied smile curved his lips.

“Your turn.” “I’m not getting a tattoo.” He shrugged. “Didn’t think you would.” “Oh, fuck you. Fine.” I settled for two small tattoos. One of a pair of cherries with a bite mark above my right breast. “Those yours?” He smirked. “Because I’d bite harder.” I rolled my eyes at him but the tattoo artist found it funny. I got another one. “𝒮𝒾𝓃” on my side, under my left breast.

I was so speechless, I just jumped on him and he winced, the tattoo was still hurting a bit. My fingers traced another ink one on his shoulder, he got this one after his dad died, in memory of him. "Do you always do this when I'm asleep" Bryne's husky voice jolts me back and I quickly remove my hand from his chest. He frowns and sits up, resting his back on the headboard. He yawns and stretches. I gulp, watching his thick muscle extends and flexes. "Come here" I nod and crawl to his arms obediently. He draws circles on my back and hums an inaudible tune.

This one looks more like Wendy and their mother. “Yvonne!” Wendy groans making me chuckle. “I’m Wade, Yvonne’s twin,” he says, stepping up to me and shaking my hand. He may be the youngest son, but the look he gives me is no less protective of his sister than Yorick’s. “I’m Hacker.” “Is that your real name?” Yvonne asks me. “No, it’s a codename. In our line of work, it’s better if people don’t know your real name. It makes it harder for them to find you.”

Hacker said, excitement shining in his eyes. “Really?” Venom raised an eyebrow, intrigued. “Yeah. One’s the Don of the Bloody Silvers,’ the other is Don of The Devils,” Hacker announced, his grin widening as he licked his ubiquitous lollipop.Venom’s expression hardened. “How did you get their information?” he demanded, narrowing his eyes. Hacker’s grin wavered, but he pressed on. “I couldn’t stop thinking about it. I really want to help, so I dug deep. I also noticed something else.

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.

Well, putting away all of that aside, Natasha had hit the shower and put on a fresh pair of blue jeans with a pink top and a white sweater before getting into white sneakers. She let her blond hair rest above her shoulders as she grabbed a bag and put something in a sort of cage right next to her closet. "Come on out, V," she started after setting down what she had put at the base of the cage. A moment later, something slithered out from a dark corner of the cage. A snake;a green viper to be exact. Taika had given her the snake when she and her mother had gone on a visit to Hawaii, where she had learnt was her birth place.

“Yannick saw the kids born from those women as assets. The boys would go on to become his boeviki, and the girls … Well, we had other uses.” We? Did she just say we? My eyes widen as I hold my breath. She straightens up, advancing on me with purpose. I start to stand, but she’s faster. She kneels in front of me, ripping open her jacket and shirt to expose the skin on her right shoulder. Pressed into it is a tattoo of a fox sitting on its haunches. Its black body is surrounded by thick, detailed chains. One look, and I can tell that the tattoo has been there for a long time.