Xxxtentacion Tree Tattoo Novels & Stories

she trailed off when Dre suddenly growled. “No, you don’t,” Dre growled furiously. “You wont dare to complete that, Joy Alien Stone. Now excuse my mate and me but we are needed somewhere else, especially away from Ms Nasty Butt right now,” he glared at Joy before grabbing an unwilling Xeon’s hand to go away. “Tat ? You have a tattoo ? Why did I never see it ?” Xeon frowned. “Maybe you were too busy staring at his small prick,” that was naughty, kickass girl- Joy.

As long as it wouldn't hurt anyone. I got Max's call after a few minutes. Walking away from the men who were mopping the floor, I took the call. “Any news?” “Yes, my alpha. The tattoo belonged to the men of the Scorpion Syndicate. That's their symbol mark. It's of a skull being pierced by an axe and an arrow prodding from its left eye. I can't be wrong about that.” “I see.”

Azrael and Hunter have the same matching tattoos. It is just an inscription in Greek. I begged my dad and after persuading him for months he allowed me have it. I replied the message. Guess I have a date this Saturday.

My body isn’t perfect—but she looked at it like I was something holy. Her gaze traveled from my shoulders, down my chest, pausing on my left side. There, the tattoo stretched—a massive tree, with roots thick and winding, etched with painful detail. She touched it gently, like it might break. Her fingers were rain-soft, but her touch struck like lightning. “What does it mean?” she whispered. I closed my eyes. “The tree … it’s roots. Home. Family. Everything I’ve buried but never had.” Her fingers traced a line down my ribs, following the roots, lower. Toward my navel. Lower. My heart screamed. My breath hitched.

“Most are more ‘in the moment’ types of things, but there are a few that are close to my heart.” When she hears me say that, I see her fingers stop moving and she leans closer to look at where my heart is. She studies the intricate tattoo for a while and then I see her eyes light up and her mouth goes into a little O. The tattoo is one that is very special to me. It’s an intricate tree and while the base holds my family, the branches hold the names of the people who mean the most to me. Addison’s name is the first that I had done. It’s twisted and braided and there are small white tulips throughout her name.

I never thought I would find someone so incredibly attractive, and yet here he is, my husband, lying next to me. As I continue to observe him, I notice a tattoo on his back of a tree. Last night I remembered seeing he was also tattooed on his chest but I couldn't remember what it was because I was too aroused to think straight. I can't help but be captivated by the striking tattoo etched into his back. The intricate design depicted a majestic tree, its branches stretching out each leaf distinct and delicately shaded. Vines gracefully entwined themselves around the branches, extending down and spreading across his shoulders, wrapping themselves securely around his toned arms.

"I've been here by your side the whole time. Too scared to leave you in case something happened." "Thank you for being here," I whisper. I promise I'm okay now," I smile, trying to reassure him. Brax leans in and presses a gentle kiss on my forehead. My left chest hurts. I look over, moving my shirt to unveil what looks like a tattoo of tree branches running from my breast to my shoulder. "what's this?" I ask, showing Brax the mark.

Anila’s POV “It’s you…” I whispered, taking a step back, my heart hammering in my chest. “Like I said, I’m not here to hurt you.” Jaxon emerged from the tree line, and he was walking towards me. I held my breath as I watched him approach me, his hands raised to show that he wasn’t carrying anything. He was completely shirtless, and my mouth dropped at the sight of his body. He had tattoos across his chest and along his shoulders that looked as if they went down his back as well. I knew right away that the tattoos were of dragons, or maybe one really big dragon with little dragons inside of it.

The last thing I needed was another confrontation or opportunity for him to demonstrate his contempt for me in front of a guest. "Do you think this will fit?" I lifted my eyes from the crisp white shirt I was holding, only to find myself staring directly at Thaddeus’ bare torso. My breathing quickened involuntarily and heat flood through my entire body as I took in the sight before me. The tattoo I'd glimpsed earlier was now fully visible - an elaborate design that extended from the base of his neck down to the middle of his well-defined chest. The artwork appeared to be stylized tree branches rendered in black ink, delicate and artistic, with small leaves and what looked like birds nestled

he asked me and I nodded. "We share life and our tattoos show it. The left side of my tree is leafless and looks like a dead tree. Let me see yours" he said in irritation. I turned to my side and he whistled as he looked at my back. I glanced at him curiously. "You've got rose's surrounding your skull, it's bad ass," he said and patted my shoulder. I remembered Destiny's visit. "Did Destiny visit you too," I asked him and he nodded and grinned.