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The Tattooist

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adventure comedy family horror romance tattoo texttospeech vampire werewolf

I walked into the clean, wide tattoo shop, to find a large red head lady sitting at the counter at her computer.

As I walked up, she smiled and asked who I was booked for.

"I'm here for my thigh, Johnny William"
Smiling nervously at her wide grin.

I saw a very tall, tanned well built man over near the tattoo seating.
Putting his black plastic gloves on, then he looked over his shoulder directly at me.
A small, evil smirk sunk into my soul.
And his piercing rich green eyes darkened.All Rights Reserved

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The Big Bad Wolf by ClarissaFox6

She was a human, clueless to the supernatural world. She worked helping troubled youth, and loved helping people. She had chronic illnesses, and was constantly at doctor's appointments. She loved reading cliche werewolf stories on her phone. He was an Alpha oblivious to her existence. He was 30, and had assigned his Beta's son to take over when he retired. He never found his mate, and him and his wolf accepted this, and took the role as both Alpha and Luna. Another Alpha was kidnapping humans and trying to turn them. He wanted more pack slaves/pets, and since turned humans were weaker, he could control them easier. He had is eyes set on her. "Ho-how is this possible? You can't be this!" He stuttered as he stared at her freshly turned wolf. She growled in response. "Doesn't matter, I'll break both of you." He smirked.

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

Unnatural forces by Chloenn

'What are you doing here?' he said angrily forcefully yanking my arm. 'I told you to stay hidden.' I pulled my arm free. 'I know but I wanted to help!' I told him with creased brows wondering why we were wasting time. 'By getting yourself killed? Is that your idea of helping?' his deep eyes shot daggers at me. 'I don't care! This is my fight too?' I argued shooting back the daggers. 'You don't...' he mumbled the rest of the statement running his hand through his hair in obvious frustration. 'This is a war, not one of your childish games, Santana.' Injured by his words, I shot back. 'Then i would rather die than li...' I stopped when the atmosphere immediately changed...drastically. His eyes narrowed into mere slits as his face grew dark and he seemed to loom darkly and threateningly over me. I shivered as I stepped back in both awe and fear. He suddenly scooped down and gripped my shoulders pulling closer to him while lifting me off the ground until i was almost the same height as him. 'I will rip everyone's throat with my bare hands before I let anyone touch you.' he hissed his eyes a deep shade of grey that they were almost black. What the hell? * * * All Santana wanted was to live an quiet life. After what happened to her Grandmother everyone's eyes were on her family and all she had to do was to try and not be a psycho... how hard could it be? Oh...she had no idea. From her recurring dream to her brother's terrifyingly accurate intuition to her own ability see beyond the physical, it was becoming increasingly obvious that something was amiss... ***

Scarlett's Phoenix✔ by BriBillau

"It isn't girly, I think it's really sweet." She said with a grin. "Maybe you should add some color to yours." I suggested, tracing her spine with my fingertips, I felt her shiver against my hand. "I've thought about it." She whispered huskily, running her hands along my biceps. "What would you recommend?" She traced my chest with her lips. I sighed and closed my eyes. "Red seems to suit you." I wrapped my fist in her blood red, hair and tilted her head up so her eyes were on mine. I brushed her nose with mine and pressed my forehead against hers. ------------------------ People say tattoos are stories that we can't put into words, unexplained outlets of emotions. Phoenix and Scarlett. So different yet so similar. What will happen when this undiscovered gem unexpectedly meets a mysterious tattooed man? Will they finally be able to reveal themselves to someone else? Or are they just tricking themselves into believing anyone can understand them? Completed~4/11/16-9/18/16~

Sinner by Eatbootyhole

"Maybe in another lifetime you'll allow yourself to let go, find yourself someone who will love you for you, don't you want that? I softly said, as I look out into the city, the breeze washes my face. It's suppose to be cold out, why does the breeze feel warm then? "I do want it...But" I turned to Camilla as she speaks, the city lights from afar hits her face leaving a golden contrast that aligns her skin. "But what?" I questioned, seeing Camillias eyes advert from the city to me. "I can't allow myself to find anyone else, when all of me craves you" Angie is an artist with big dreams, in which she expresses her feelings and her appearance through her art. She likes to make nothing into something. She struggles with her appearance and own insecurities. She has a big art exhibition coming up. Though she displays her art work, no one has ever bought it before which is making an impact on her life financially. This exhibition is super big for her as important people will be there, hoping someone will buy her work. Camilla is well known tattoo artist in the city. Her body is her art. She has only ever had one relationship which messed with her mental health completely. She likes to guard herself due to it. But there is a twist... She is also the one holding the big exhibition. What will happen when the two cross paths? What will the future hold for them?

Alpha's Rogue Daughter (Rewritten as Immortal Soul) Vampire Werewolf Hybird by ChryseisWrites

"Celine" my father says his red eyes glaring at me. I glare back just as hard till my mother snaps her fingers at us and we both turn looking at her. She has a harder gaze then the both of us clearly done with this situation. "I've decided" she declares and when I open my mouth to object as it's my life she allows her vampire face to push forward showing her true form and I sink away keeping quiet. My father's wolf eyes glow red at her show. "Celine will become alpha. And if you resist you will come with me to the council" she smiles a smug smile and my father visible relaxes knowing my fate is sealed with him as going with my mother would mean almost certain death, he then holds his own smug smile. I don't know what it is that makes me snap well that's a lie it was their smug faces and the way my mother just decided for me like I was a child she had even raised. Before I know it I have shifted into my black wolf. My fur is short to my skin and looks as if its skin and I have rows of teeth. My parents shift my mother into a bat like human and my father to his salt and pepper furred giant wolfman. I lung straight for my mother with everything I have. I look at Sutton stopping my words. She looks at me with a sad smile taking a drink of her blood. "Please continue the story darling, it was just getting to the good part". With a dry swallow I continue.

editing under construction / Mating the King Of Lycans(Book 1) by LencieWhite

my mother always told me that the day I found my mate, I will be so happy he would love me beyound my scars. so tell me why am I not happy. I was pressed against the tree, all his weight on me, I felt the Sparks and I knew he had felt them as well. " what is your name?" he asked me, I tried to get out of his grip but it was useless. He turns my head, looking him dead in his eyes. "I don't like to repeat myself, girl" he says but this time getting annoyed. "Samira" I whisper. he was just about to say something when I saw a woman walk out of the woods, her skin was a tan color with her long back hair pulled in a ponytail. she came over to us placing her hand on his shoulders whatever happened he let go of me i fall with a loud thump. I look over to him and what I saw next broke my heart.. him. the one that's Meant for me. the Love of my life. My Mate.

What's wrong with me? by countryreb020

I was the unwanted. I was the broken. I was the girl no one wanted to be friends with. I was the one who kept to myself scared of rejection. I was the quietly smart one no one came close to. I was the mate he didn't dare want. She grew up in the pack without friends or support. Her extended family was there for her at a distance. None of the other wolves liked her at all. She was beaten, bruised and nearly killed on a weekly basis. Scars mar her skin. She's not beautiful anymore. They don't understand what it's like to be her. Never will they. Not even her mate.

Verge of Insanity by Honeyvine

My dream continued the one I'd been having for the past couple of nights. I ran, gasping for breath, through the familiar woods from a dark figure behind me. The faster I tried to run, the slower I seemed to go, until it was like I was running in place. I knew I needed to run. I was terrified of what the figure would do when he caught me. "Mara Leigh," a deep, smooth voice called. It was almost hypnotic. That was new. The figure had never spoke before now. I ran as fast as I could go, eyes searching the forest floor for a big stick or something that I could use to defend myself. "Mara Leigh!" the voice came again, this time more insistent. The forest slowly started to fade and I started to awake to someone shaking my shoulders. "Beau?" I mumbled, turning my head to the side. What's Beau doing in my room this time of night? Why is he shaking me? "Do not call me that name." My eyes flew open as I jumped at the voice from my dream. A face was right in front of mine, and just like the voice, it wasn't Beau. Before I could form a scream, a hand covered my mouth. I tried to bite it but I couldn't get my mouth to open. He's too strong. I started to use my whole body to try to get away, but he crawled on top of me, holding me down. I pulled the hidden knife out from under my pillow and slashed as hard as I could at him, but he just grabbed my wrist and squeezed it until the pain made me drop the knife. Then he grabbed both my hands in one of his and held them over my head. He held me down while I struggled. I grunted and moved and tried to kick and scream, but I only wore myself out. Exhausted, I stopped thrashing and let the tears flow freely down my cheeks. I didn't know what to do, so I just tried to prepare myself for whatever was coming.

The Darkest Temptation ✔️ by Midika

*Mature Content Warning* I rest both my hands against the table. "I'll go on another date with you, if you tell me one thing about yourself that no one else knows." He's silent for a long moment, pondering my offer. Eventually he quirks his fingers at me. "Lean closer." Bracing myself against the table, I lean over it toward him, noting every detail about his face as I get closer. Every hair, every freckle. His beautiful is unimaginable. His breath warms my skin, dancing over my ear as I dip my head toward him. Will he kiss me, and make good on my sinful thoughts? His voice is like an erotic caress as he murmurs in my ear, "I'm a murderer." *** She cannot escape him. On a blind-date, she unknowingly meets the most dangerous man to exist, and falls into his world of darkness and desire as both his mate, and his worst enemy.

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Run Red Riding hood...Run cover

Unnatural forces cover

Scarlett's Phoenix✔ cover

Alpha's Rogue Daughter (Rewritten as Immortal Soul) Vampire Werewolf Hybird cover

editing under construction / Mating the King Of Lycans(Book 1) cover

What's wrong with me? cover

Verge of Insanity cover

The Darkest Temptation ✔️ cover

The Big Bad Wolf

She was a human, clueless to the supernatural world. She worked helping troubled youth, and loved helping people. She had chronic illnesses, and was constantly at doctor's appointments. She loved reading cliche werewolf stories on her phone. He was an Alpha oblivious to her existence. He was 30, and had assigned his Beta's son to take over when he retired. He never found his mate, and him and his wolf accepted this, and took the role as both Alpha and Luna. Another Alpha was kidnapping humans and trying to turn them. He wanted more pack slaves/pets, and since turned humans were weaker, he could control them easier. He had is eyes set on her. "Ho-how is this possible? You can't be this!" He stuttered as he stared at her freshly turned wolf. She growled in response. "Doesn't matter, I'll break both of you." He smirked.