Zuko Tattoos Novels & Stories

This one's a simple wardrobe. Zeke shuffles through a pile of clothes and pulls over his head a grey crewneck tee. His back is to me throughout. I can't take my eyes away from the Celtic symbol of water tattooed boldly on his back. It's fierce and makes him appear a thousand times hotter. I face-palm myself mentally for the umpteenth time. This mark proves him to be a legacy, so why didn't he walk up to Moon Wood as a child and show them who he truly is? Why wait until now? "Mad? I'm not mad at you." He limps for a second while moving away from the closet and immediately, I glance at his knee. The shorts stop right above it, but I can't find a scar, and it baffles me.

“Your tattoo is gone.” Hikari smiled at me, “that’s where Yuki lives, luna. When I release him completely, my dragon tattoo around my neck disappears, too.” “Woah-ho-ho! Goddess! This is some insanity! You are so cool!” I said in the heat of the moment. Hikari’s face turned stoic as he peered at Yuki with a quick gulp. “Um, I apologise if I was offensive. It’s just that when I am excited, I forget manners,” I chuckled nervously.

After the near rape incident the first few months I was there, we had the tattoos done on our left arm to signify we were all one, part of the same group. A sigil of each pack combined into one tattoo. A wolf’s head with long fangs for Venom Fang, the crescent moon above its head for Crescent Moon Lucius’s pack, The forest behind it for the Black Forest pack that Johnny comes from, a red river at the bottom for Dex’s pack the Blood River Pack and the night sky, for the Dark Night Pack where Brent is from. They all have the same one. Heading out into the living room, I see them all sitting around chatting and laughing when they all look at me.

sagot ni Nena at nagpatuloy sa pagbibigay ng kaaliwan. Sa ilalim ng dim na ilaw ng isang tattoo parlour sa eskinita, umupo si Xandro Chavit sa upuan matapos magpagupit, iniisa-isa ang mga disenyo ng tattoo nang may nakapokus na kalmadong anyo. Huminto siya sa isang dragon na nakapulupot sa apoy, perpekto para sa kanyang likod, saka tinapik ang isang phoenix para sa kanyang kaliwang braso. "Pareho," utos niya, kalmado at matatag ang boses.

Hanzo nods his head before taking my hand in his then gets up and pulls me to the bathroom. “Thank you, once I rinse the blood off you can take a bath if you would like. I can leave you to relax or help you with your hair and keep you company,” Hanzo drops his blanket and walks into the shower and starts the water. I can’t help my eyes wandering over his back tattoo of a samurai with an orange and red koi fish, waves, and various flowers. His tattoos create a full suit covering his entire torso moving down his butt and the backs of his thighs.

There was a silver chalice next to a quill and a parchment- taking up almost half the table were the candles that burned with flickering flames. I only saw his back, it wasn't until now that I noticed the tattoo running down his neck. When Zade turned around his shirt hung open exposing his chiseled front. In his hand was a wooden bowl and he crushed some herbs between his fingers and mixed them around. “That mark on your neck; do you know the abilities a mark like that has?” Other than hurting like a bitch and tying me to a tyrant? “It creates a link between me and Darian,” Zade turned his head from side to side and grabbed the back of a chair, dragging it behind him across the stone floor

Zoe's heart skipped a beat as Liam's eyes fell on her. She flinched in fear, her hand still covering her mouth. She swallowed hard and began to move back slowly as Liam approached with a white towel hanging around his neck. She watched in awe as this handsome creature, both gentle and dangerous, approached her. Her gaze carefully detailed everything about him, and suddenly, her eyes fell on the phoenix tattooed on his upper left breast region. He was the typical bad boy she had seen in movies.

⚠️Warning: 17+ (Violence Content)⚠️ I REALLY NEED SUPPORT FROM ALL OF YOU, BY REVIEWING THIS STORY❤️ Let's cooperate with each other❤️ ***** "Aniki, (Brother)." Orochi saw Ozgur, Orochi still looked friendly, he started to take off his school coat and rolled his long shirt up to his elbows. At that moment, Ozgur began to see the kanji tattoo on Orochi's left wrist. "If you can beat me... No, I mean. If you can knock me down, just once, I'll let you go. Because I'm the greatest fighter here, from now on." Orochi said, looking at Ozgur.

"So, why her?" "It is strange, isn't it?" Zalakai asked him. "We're natural enemies by right, but..." Zalakai smiled. "She intrigued me. Fascinated me with her strength and her weakness. Before I realized it, I had this deep-rooted need to protect her. From everything." He set the slice down and unbuttoned the first couple of unbuttons to his shirt and loosened his vest slightly. As he pulled the shirt open, there was a symbol engraved on his chest. A tribal heart with wings on each side. Gold chains wrapped around it and shimmered in the lamplight. It pulsed like a heartbeat.

The first thing he came across was his reflection in the mirror. He was shirtless with his pants hanging around his waist. His hairs were a little dishevelled covering his forehead. There was small tattoo of a tornado. It was just an inch tall as he made that when Kaz and Conner challenged him to do so. He never liked to ink his skin as he liked it clean devoid of any absurd pattern on it. The scars he got from the wars he had won were enough for him and he cherished them on his skin. But they, especially Kaz loved to ink his skin or he should say he liked to be penetrated by a needle to ink his blood. Zackarya never had these types of likings.