Zeus Collins Tattoo Novels & Stories

He quickly grabbed the sharp knife in his coat with his other hand and attack Zitrey, however as quick as lightning his opponent get a hold of his hand once again, without even blinking and taking away her gaze at Z. Since awhile ago, when X kicked this scaredy-cat's ass, her stare didn't leave at Z's nape as it shows a peculiar tattoo; a silver moon with a skull inside of it. The skull was penetrated by a dark blue bullet on its frontal lobe. Black clouds surround the skull and the silver moon as if it symbolizes 'death' or 'darkness'. Seeing this Zitrey cold expression became darker. "X sort out your things immediately." their Boss commanded. He still wears that warm aura yet has a cool an

“Somebody who could go a great length at faking your death by sacrificing someone else… I don’t know. You probably did something good for the person. And now I’m thinking if it’s the same entity that warned me about Polinel when you were at Mama Tia’s place. Your savior seems to have access to a lot of things in the country.” “Well…” I shrug, still flushed and unable to meet Zeath’s gaze, “if they happen to show up one day, I’ll thank them.” “Why do you keep looking down?” he suddenly asks. “You’re blocking my view,” I pout. Zeath huffs a smile, and his breathe fans my forehead. “Exactly. I want you to look at me.” I don’t respond, and I don’t look up either. “What do your tattoos mean?” The

I asked her. “What’s what?” I stood up and moved the towel from her neck and there it was, as clear as day. A bright red triple moon emblem, just like symbol of the Moon Goddess. When Zee was unconscious after her attack, I remember seeing a pale pink crescent moon on the back of her neck. But this is different, the colour is darker and its grown. That’s not a usual birth mark. “What is it?” Zee asked, “It's uh, well, I don’t know what it is” I stuttered.

She walked towards it and grabbed it as she ran her fingers into his portrait. "What are you doing here?" Zoe suddenly put down the frame and turned around in his direction. Her eyes widened when he saw him. Helios is half-naked! And while he walked in her direction, her eyes went down to his navel—shit! Eight-packs, she screamed inside her head. She was about to look away when her eyes caught the tribal tattoo on his left arm until it covered his left chest. She squinted her eyes, and thoughts suddenly came into her mind. Then she came to realize…

Tyson and Zeus are much, much larger than Kent’s wolf. Zeus struts up to me, chest held high and proud. His fur coat is a deep charcoal black that shimmers like there are silver strands weaved in. But there is no silver, it is solid black. Except for his front paws, those are a soft grey color that immediately make me think he’s wearing socks. It’s an adorable juxtaposition to his intimidating stature. He has bright silver eyes, that I’ve seen shining out from Tyson, but in his true form, they seem to bring the moonlight down to Earth. I think Zeus is getting antsy from my stare, thinking I don’t like the way he looks. I’m honestly stunned and amazed into being speechless. Not an easy feat.

Lying in bed and talking” “Maybe later... for now I don’t want to be at the receiving end of your mom’s frustrating growls “ Zane chuckled. I entangled myself from the cover blanket and walked into the closet. I pulled out a loose blue shirt and a pair of pants. And by the time I was out of the closet Zane was already dressed in an ash sweatpants and a black singlet that displayed his muscles and tattoos. I licked my lips at the sight of him and quickly cleared my thought “ let’s go .... Zeus!” “A Greek god...really?” He laughed. “Have you seen your body? “ I lifted a brow” if you have , then you will see what I mean”

I calmly cooed, taking a step toward her. She looked indecisive, narrowing her eyes in on me, and furrowing her brows in the process, "Who are you?" She murmured, "What are you?" Her voice was clearer as she asked those questions and I couldn't help but stare at her wide-eyed. It was such an odd question that I didn't expect from her. "What do you mean?" I asked, feigning unsureness, "My name is Zion Collins and although I said that I'm from Pluto, Angel face, I lied. I'm actually human."

Nef and Ron were already on the way towards their table. Zion rubbed his brows as he felt a sudden pain but there was no choice to follow the hungry friends. With their tummies, their eyes were also hungry and thirsty and that thirst can only be quenched by looking at the hot girls. When the girls saw them, they were over the cloud nine. Zion is no less than Roman or Greek God. Slightly tanned skin, dark eyes, dark hair, tall height, perfectly balanced and muscled body, high IQ, a heir of the top IT company of the country, in short he is perfect in every way and a dream guy of every girl.

An accented moan came out of her mouth as Zeus sucked her tongue. Zeus broke the kiss and stared at her eyes. "God, I don't want to leave." Because of what she heard, she immediately distanced herself from Zeus, and he just laughed. "Alright, go. Ares is waiting for you. He might leave you." "Wait, I have something to give you." Zeus stared at her for a few minutes. His eyes were full of emotions. She saw him take something from his pocket. It was a gold bracelet with five charms, which are: heart, moon, star, sun, clouds, and in those charms there are letters attached, which are F, R, E, Y, and A.

We are both stuck somewhere between denial and obscurity. Zeus shakes his head a bit. “No. No one like you.” I lay my head back down on his shoulder, exhaustion washing over me from the intense orgasms, alcohol, and late hour. I close my eyes just for a moment, and inhale deeply, breathing in Zeus ’s fresh, cool aroma. He always smells so crisp and clean, reminding me of the scent of fresh linen or island air, though I’ve never seen him wear cologne. Yet another mystery that makes Zeus so damn irresistible.