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The Tattooist

SofieMegaGarnaal

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Reads 137,751
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Parts 9
Time 1h 6m

SofieMegaGarnaal

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"I came to get a tattoo." 
His eyes narrowed dangerously as he stared down on me, his fist clenched over his chest. I felt vulnerable under his blazing gaze.

I awkwardly shifted on my feet. His 6,1 form dominating the room. The t-shirt he was wearing didn't do much to hide his well build body. Tattoos rolling down his arms and neck, disappearing behind his shirt. I couldn't help but stare in awe. 

"No" 

No? I opened my mouth to speak, but closed it when no words came out. His intense gaze didn't break, I wanted to run. 

I shouldn't have come. 

His form grew larger as he stepped closer. I tried to swallow down my anxiety, but it only grew with every stride he took. He stopped right in front of me. It took all my power to stand my ground, to not stagger away from him like a deer. 

"You are not getting a tattoo." The coldness of his blue eyes only intensified.

Next this I knew a hand grasped my waist and pulled me into a stone chest. I gasped in surprise. Before I could squeal in protest he already had me pushed up against the wall, one arm circled around my torso while the other rested on the wall beside my head. My body shook in fear, adrenaline coursing through my veins as he leaned in closer. 

What was he doing. Was he going to hurt me?  I'm sure he could crush my skull with his bare hands. I turned my face to the side, looking away from him, not wanting to see the satisfying look in his eyes when he hurts me.

I awaited the pain, but it never came. Instead my cheek tickled with the breeze of his warm breath, his lips touched my ear. I squeezed my eyes shut as I anxiously waited for his next move. 

"If I see your body-" I gulped, his eyes boring into mine,
"- tainted-" his voice was raspy and painfully low as his palm caressed my cheek, trailing down my neck until it fell on the curve of my sides.
"-in any way-" it almost sounded like a growl,

"I will kill the person who did it"All Rights Reserved

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Jasmine Beast by Sienkaa

On my way back, I felt strong and large hands on my hips, and after a while I was pressed against the wall. "How long will you be doing this? '' he asked placing his hands on either side of my head on the wall. "I don't understand what you mean" I replied looking into his eyes. "You purposely squirm that firm ass to make me look at you all the time," he mumbled, gliding his nose along my neck. "You even started dancing with that loser to make me jealous." He gripped the skin of my neck with his teeth so hard I moaned. "Fuck you" I hissed trying to leave but he grabbed my neck hard his mouth landed on mine he tried to slip his tongue in but I didn't let him clamp his mouth shut his other hand grabbed my ass and squeezed hard when I sighed he took advantage of this by slipping Tongue, my lips immediately betrayed me and began to move to the rhythm of his mouth. The hand he held on my neck slid down to my ass, bringing me closer to him after a long moment I realized what we were doing, I bent my leg in the knee and hit him with all my strength from my knee to the crotch, he fell to his knees grabbing his crotch. ,, Fuck me ... fuck mother ... what's wrong with you? he hissed, holding his crotch. "What's wrong with me?" I laughed. "What's wrong with you, first you're a cheeky and mean idiot to me and now you're kissing me!" I yelled pissed at him. "If you kiss me again or be mean or cheeky I'll castrate you with my own hands" I said in a louder voice as I adjusted my dress and moved my ass back to the table to do the rest.

Revenge is Killer by Peace_Love_Passion

Two powerful men at each other's throats to get back for what the other did, except the cycle just continues. It never subdued, war, death, and anger stayed at the forefront of everything. Not until someone comes and changes the game. ~ I was so confused. I have two mates? The king was about to lunge at his brother, but I stopped him. "Stop. I need to think." I said holding my head. I could see the hate in the boy's eyes. Perhaps I can use myself to get them to makeup. "I need to hear the story again, with detail, both sides, no lies." I asked desperately, I was confused. Maybe this was my job, to make them forgive each other somehow through me. "Brother I think you should go first, you did with everything else." The king clenched his teeth and his eyes flash red as the man plopped himself down on a chair. "Sir I would prefer if you told your story first. I have already heard it from him." I tried to step closer but the king snatched me back not wanting me to go near him. My heart felt as if it was stabbed and I leaned over in pain. "If I don't mark her soon, she won't survive her body will think I am rejecting her. I don't think she can survive one." I could see the concern in the other eyes. His grip loosened and I was carried to him and placed in his lap. I was relieved immediately. I looked up to him and admired his features, they were almost exactly the same as the Kings but his seemed a slight bit milder. "What beauty you have my dear." He spoke softly. I snuggled closer to him, loving the comfort he gave me. I felt the urge to have my body pressed against his as it held mine perfectly. Hugging him as I felt his smile in my curly hair. "You're as pure as an heart can get, as sweet as honey from a hive, as beautiful as Aphrodite herself." He brushed my hair behind my ear and kissed my collarbone. "Fuck." He whispered as I shivered from the pleasure. "Your skin is like silk on my fingertips, velvet on my lips."

Inevitability and Unfeasibility by Rynn_Derrick

"Is it going to hurt? What does it feel like?" He shrugged and looked back down at my side making my skin heat. Reaching out a gloved finger again, he touched the bottom part of the tattoo. "This part won't be too bad. I tickle you harder than what you'll feel," he said with a mirthful smile. He shifted his finger higher, finding the top of the tattoo under where my bra strap would normally be if I hadn't moved up the thin band already. It was terrifying and exhilarating, that touch, and it confused every cell in my body. "Here is going to feel like a cat scratching sunburn." "Pleasant," I gritted out. He laughed at me as he pulled the sheet of paper away from my body. "I do have to warn you though, these are addicting. Once you get one, you'll be a frequent customer of mine." = = = = A short story about love, surrender, tattoos, and inner demons.

Savage by sad-sim

"Good morning and welcome to the Saints Bank, how may I help you?" "Empty all the money in the bag," "Excuse me?" "Boys now, Everybody get down!" ~~~ Wanted in over twelve states is the notorious Dragon group and their leader Savage or the human beast. He robs banks and kills without mercy. So why did he kidnap twenty two year old Angelica Daniels. Was it just for leverage or something more maybe a slight attraction? ~~~ He is an unknown man and no one knows his real name. She finds him intriguing yet frighting. He goes by the name Savage for his actions. She thinks their wouldn't be a better name suited for him. His heart was tainted long ago and he doesn't like to show emotion as they are signs of weakness. She brings out the best in him. He's wanted dead or alive. Is she willing to stay, not that she has a choice and accept his ways... Savage is a dangerous man. So now that they have meet, how will the story unfold? Is it bad to want a criminal? ~~~ He slipped off the bed and fell to his knees on the floor, and suddenly his hands went around my ankles and he drew my hips level with the edge of the bed. His hands closed around the hem of my panty. My hips bounced and I emitted a shrill shriek as the black panty was ripped off me, he buried his face between my legs. He wrapped my legs around his shoulders and licked, kissed and slobbered over my wet folds. Up and down his tongue went.The previous orgasm that had slowly subsided was building up again. He had his whole mouth over my labia. He chewed on it, sucking me deep into his mouth while his upper teeth raked across my swollen clitoris. I screamed. His gentle touch was suddenly being replaced by a maddening attack on my lower lips! He bit, sucked, and probed his tongue deep inside me, and suddenly I arched my back and shrieked repeatedly! I came violently. Long, silvery slivers of goo dangled from his chin. He grinned at me. He's a monster no! he's a Savage! EXTREME MATURE CONTENT

The Dark Rose 🌹 {18+} by chelseaxxm123

[COMPLETED] ೋღ🌹ღೋ He stands roughly a few feet away from me, his body towering over my crouched one. I bring my legs up to my chest, pushing myself further into the wall as he kneels down towards me. He brings his nose to the crook of my neck, my face grimacing as I await for the pain. He breathes in, "hmmm, you smell so delicious." He coos, his breath fanning my neck, causing me to shiver In disgust. If only my brothers were here... "Wheres a delicacy like you been hiding this whole time?" His use of words has me on edge. His implementations imply that he's some sort of cannibal and judging from what he did to that other man I fear I may be right. I refuse to answer him, spitting in his face. My face bounces of the wall, the sting of his slap left behind on my cheek. I shake the pain away, placing a facade up to hide the fear within. You fucking bastard! I narrow my eyes at him, taking note of his features in case I miraculously survive this encounter. His hair is a dark auburn and his eyes that watch me with amusement are a dark blue. His attire was a black suit which seemed out of place considering he was standing in an alleyway. If I manage to escape I want to be confident that'd I'd be able to have this bastard put behind bars. Again if... His eyes shift, my eyes widening as his eyes turn from a dark blue to a pool of black, red veins trailing along from his pupil to the edge of his eyes. His voice is dark as he commands, "Show me that pretty little neck of yours." ೋღ🌹ღೋ ⚠️ Warning!!! This book is extremely dark and has depictions of Mature language, violence, sexual activity, sexual and physical abuse, including rape. Rape is a serious crime often overlooked where the victim is made to believe it is their fault. I do not condone rape however, it's a reality. Please only read if your 18+ and with caution. This book will be updated weekly. Possibly sometime more or less depending on how busy I am.

A Vampire's Charm by glazeisaunicorn215

One of his hands slides underneath my dress and between my thighs, trying to separate them. I press them together harder, and see his facial expression-It was dark, he was clearly getting aggravated at my defiance. His fingernails start digging into my flesh, as I let out a weak sob. My voice seemed to have left me as the world around me became nothing. Was I going to accept this? Eyesight blurry, I become dizzy- intense nausea seeping in. I hope I throw up. I hope it disgusts him enough to leave me the hell alone. What if I get away and he follows me to my mom? What if he hurts her? As soon as the panic comes, it leaves. Had someone finally heard my screams and pleas for help? The old man is knocked off of my body in a blur, and I take this chance to crawl away from his hunched form; My bones aching from the hard, dirty floor. I reach the brick wall, and let myself fall limp on a patch of ivy. I suddenly feel tired, my energy was draining. I feel a heating sensation warming up my chest- spreading like a wildfire; My veins turn a glowing citrus, orange color- but it quickly goes away. Did I see that correctly? Although, the weak feeling doesn't go away. I shut my eyes momentarily, only to reopen them to fill my curiosity. I don't see much because of the black blobs coating my vision. The veins on my arms have went back to their normal blue, as if I hadn't seen them turn any odd color at all. Maybe I was hallucinating. I was only able to witness one thing, and I had a sinking feeling that I probably shouldn't have watched. I was able to spot out a masculine figure grab the old man by his neck, and what I saw next shocked me to my deepest core. His eyes turn an intense silky red as his fangs come out quickly and he gives an evil, intimidating smile. "I'm gonna enjoy this." He states in his low guttural voice as he reaches forward and rips the old man's liver out.

The Art of Griffin by Amy_112

I look at his arms tense as he drags the needle over his client, his tattooed bicep bulges and a vein on his forehead becomes prominent as he focuses on the design. It is a beautiful sight, his green eyes move away for the clients body and raise to meet mine. "Daze, you need to stop looking at me like that" I shake my head to clear my thoughts as I feel my cheeks heating up. "Like what?" my voice sounds breathless. A smirk appears on his face "Like you want me to come over and take you now, as much as I would love to I'm a little bit busy". I cough in shock and turn around to cover up my embarrassment as I hear him laughing behind me. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ After the loss of her parents, Daisy's best friend Sophies parents taking her in and it's time for her and Soph to make their way to college. Living with Sophies tattooed older half brother Griffin, how will introverted Daisy adjust to college and living with Griffin. He cocky, standoffish and ridiculously hot. Will sparks fly or will it turn out to be a disaster. You never know how life's going to work out especially when an equally hot guy enters her life.

Connect Us ✔ by Jesperialki

"God, you're adorable," he chuckled, stepping towards me. When I felt his warmth right in front of me, a soft moan escaped my lips. He was close enough for me to catch the musky scent of his cologne. "Do you want me that bad?" My breath hitched, and my fingers dug into the slightly damp fabric of his coat. His hand buried itself in my hair, tugging my head back. My lips parted, hoping for a kiss, but he kept me waiting. "Please," I whispered, desperate, his lips so close they brushed over mine. "Please, I'm begging you..." ˜˜˜ He would rather end up on the streets homeless than go back home. Oscar has three jobs, debts since he was seventeen, and a dream: to open his own dance studio and make a living from it. He wants his dance group to become famous. He aims to quit his main job as a tattoo artist and achieve independence. With his financial struggles, his dream seems distant. But when Oscar is offered a large sum of money after a one-night stand--despite his pride being reluctant to accept--the dream suddenly feels within reach. Now, he has no choice but to confront and finally overcome the deep-seated childhood trauma buried within him.

A Stalker's Passion by DaniAG1998

"CHARLIE!" His screams were getting closer until I saw him completely. I grabbed the knife and pointed it straight at him. "Get away from me!" I say warning him His face was red and he still stalked towards me slowly. "GET AWAY FROM ME!" I yell fearing the fact that didn't look scared at all. "Put the knife down." I started to back up a bit still pointing the knife at him. "I'm not telling you again, put it down NOW!" His calm persona was instantly replaced with a furious one. "Please Tho-" He came charging straight at me but I made a run for it. I ran as fast as I could with him behind me until he tackled me to the floor. The knife flew across the hallway and he was on top of me. "Thomas please let me go. I don't want to be here. Please." I say begging "You're ruining everything. It was so perfect and special just for you and you're ruining it." I can tell he was sad but more pissed off this anything. "WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS TO ME?! I LOVE YOU MORE THAN ANYTHING AND THIS IS HOW YOU REPAY ME!" He screamed in my face. "I-" "SHUT YOUR DAMN MOUTH!" He roars slapping me across the face. He roughly picks me up and drags me to the room. He yanked me away from him making me fall hit my knee on the hard wood floor. He walked in the bathroom to get something and I realized it something to put me to sleep. He poured the chemical into the towel as he mumbled to himself and I watched in fear. He pulled me from the ground and tried to make me breathe in. I fought the urge to. I thrashed back and forth trying to get free but nothing worked. Slowly, my vision got blurry and felt darkness overtake me.

Run Red Riding hood...Run by elegantly_bumminit

"where do you think your running too" i chuckled not even bothering to look at the girl infront of me. This girl had wrecked havoc in a near by pack and was wanted dead for a reward. "i was just walking " a silky resilient voice said. My blue eyes snapped to hers and my smirk dropped. A short girl, red darl hair to her waist...she wore a Roses and Guns to shirt and black skinny jeans. i didn't know what kept my eyes glued to her most. the bruises that ran down her delicate arms.... Or the fact this girl, who was wanted dead by one of the most vicious packs in the world was my mate. Howls filled the night and my eyes fell on her as she shook in fear. "no..."was all she said. she began to panic. "Why are you wanted" was all i could say. i had only a few seconds to make the most important decision of my life. Kill this girl, or protect her,and risk my own life. She merely shook her head and took off running like hell. "ill give ya a head start then" i said darkly

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Jasmine Beast

On my way back, I felt strong and large hands on my hips, and after a while I was pressed against the wall. "How long will you be doing this? '' he asked placing his hands on either side of my head on the wall. "I don't understand what you mean" I replied looking into his eyes. "You purposely squirm that firm ass to make me look at you all the time," he mumbled, gliding his nose along my neck. "You even started dancing with that loser to make me jealous." He gripped the skin of my neck with his teeth so hard I moaned. "Fuck you" I hissed trying to leave but he grabbed my neck hard his mouth landed on mine he tried to slip his tongue in but I didn't let him clamp his mouth shut his other hand grabbed my ass and squeezed hard when I sighed he took advantage of this by slipping Tongue, my lips immediately betrayed me and began to move to the rhythm of his mouth. The hand he held on my neck slid down to my ass, bringing me closer to him after a long moment I realized what we were doing, I bent my leg in the knee and hit him with all my strength from my knee to the crotch, he fell to his knees grabbing his crotch. ,, Fuck me ... fuck mother ... what's wrong with you? he hissed, holding his crotch. "What's wrong with me?" I laughed. "What's wrong with you, first you're a cheeky and mean idiot to me and now you're kissing me!" I yelled pissed at him. "If you kiss me again or be mean or cheeky I'll castrate you with my own hands" I said in a louder voice as I adjusted my dress and moved my ass back to the table to do the rest.