Vinnie Hacker Tattoo Novels & Stories

Since the day was bright and Hale was unclothed, Hazel finally had a good look at his muscular chest and back and well-defined and athletic physique. Hale flexed his muscles in front of his sister, “I’ve been working out a lot. You don’t expect less of a military man, do you?” He asked jokingly. Even though he was from a renowned crime family, Hale purposely chose to go to military school to piss off his father. “I’m planning to get a tattoo as soon as I sign out of Vanguard Academy. It’s ‘Vini, vidi, vici.’.” “I came, I saw, I conquered,” Hazel mumbled the meaning of the Latin words. “Hale, you’re so unserious.” She giggled.

Behind the desk sat a massive man with a salt-and-pepper mustache and sunglasses. “Chance?” Matteo asked. “Alpha Matteo!” the man said, grinning. “Take a seat.” “We’ll stand,” Nickie said, his eyes locking on the man’s hand. On the back of the man’s hand was the tattoo. The serpent and the moon. “What’s the ink mean?” Nickie asked, his voice lethal. “It’s about renewal,” Chance said calmly. “The snake sheds its skin. The moon turns. Life through death. It’s the mark of the Velvet Syndicate.”

His face had relaxed into something almost human. Almost beautiful. She hated herself a little for thinking it. Sienna had seen thousands of patients in her career. She’d learned to forget faces. To protect her own heart. But this one— This man burned into her. Before she realized it, her hand reached out, fingers brushing the ink along his arm. A snake curled into a skull. The letters “VP” inked into his shoulder. Not just any biker—he was second-in-command. And she had just broken every hospital rule to keep him alive.

It sounded like the start of an assault. One that told me he could go further than this, violate me, and I would want it. “It'll be best to take this process seriously and focus on your treatment….” I trailed off when I spotted a viper tattoo sprouting up his neck as he rubbed on the spot, clearly uninterested in my sermon. The viper’s teeth and eyes stared directly into mine, and I shuddered a bit as I took in the details… It felt like the viper was a picture representation of his personality.

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.”

It was so fucking frustrating! “I need answers,” I said, and three sets of jaws clenched shut. “Fine. Then go fuck yourselves.” I stood and headed for the door. I’d given them an out. If they got killed now, it was their own damn fault. I reached for the doorknob and paused, staring at my hand. The tattoo. I turned around. If they insisted on trying to protect me, they would need all the help they could get. Lifting my hand, I pointed to the spot between my thumb and forefinger. “The guy last night had a tattoo right here. It was all black ink. A stylized V with an ouroboros around it. I’ve never seen it before. I’m not sure—”

"Yeah, have it?" Skoteinó chuckled and removed his white smiley mask that revealed the tattoos on his face. The tattoo that attracts Raverine the most is the official insignia of Die Dark — a smiling skull with a bloody fang. The tattoos were all over his dark-toned face. He also had piercings on his nose and lip — a typical look of an outlaw.

It's incredible. "What's incredible" Viper asks? I didn't think I said it out loud. Tank answers " Princess here has some pretty interesting ink." Viper looks at her " Do you, now?" She simply turns around and pulls her hair to the side for him to get a good look. I step forward to get a better look. The detail is amazing. I get a good look at the symbol and the words. It's the Army symbol, in the wings the names of Jace and Jax are there along with their birth and death dates along with their unit number. The tattoo is a memorial.

I sat down, rummaged my fingers through my hair, then took a deep breath before playing the footage once again. “Wait a minute” I rewind the video zooming in on the back of the man's palm where a distinctive tattoo was. “That's the tattoo of the vipers” he had the letter V imprinted boldly on the back of his palm and a snake coiled around the letter. “if I remember much about the viper, every member has the letter V tattooed on any part of their body but with different animals attached to it, creating a symbol of uniqueness in the gang” I spoke to myself with a hint of excitement in my voice. I finally have a lead, once I get this man and deal with him, my name will finally be cleared..

he whispered while roaming his hand across her big butts, which were clothed in a tight pantie. "Mr Josh!" One of the guards called out, and he snapped out of his act. "Oops! My bad. I'm sorry. "I was taken away by her lustful body." He complained and got to work. Picking up his mini tattoo machine, he sat down on a tall chair close to her and began his work. He began to draw the vipers logo on the left lap of her body, which is the body of a red shining snake with the name "vipers" in the belly spot of the snake; however, he decorated it with a touch of blue.