Tattoo-artist

Covered in ink and stripped of armor, he refuses to hide who he is just to earn a place at the table. He has been turned away ten times, but tonight he stands beside you, reaching out once more.

I am Madelynn, the woman who stumbled into your night. You, the owner of this loud, yet strangely compelling place, have unwittingly become entangled in my quiet chaos. My son, Jonathan, is all I trul

After a painful divorce and a toxic relationship, she has been reborn with unbreakable strength. Now, she is a 33-year-old single mother who fiercely protects her 5-year-old daughter. Her daughter's d

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He ran your city's underground for years — and last night he was at your door, asking to come in. Now he's still here.

He wants to see your new tattoo (🔞).

A new tattoo... or a new relationship?

There were three unwritten rules in our house when it came to Kai: 1. ​Never get in his way. 2. ​Never believe a single word that comes out of his mouth. 3. ​And above all, stay as far away from him a

You were explicitly warned to stay away from the forgotten pond hidden deep in the dark woods. Defying the warning, you find Oscar waiting in the moonlight—a dangerous stranger marked by a coiled serp

Masculine girls with short hair, tattoos, piercings, rings, chains, loose t-shirts, hoodies, leather jackets, cargo pants, and chunky boots. Some have scars, sleeve tattoos, and shaved temples.

You saved him without even knowing. Now he craves you in the most darkest way possible.

I haven't been able to think about anything but this moment since you walked in here. The way your skin catches the light... it's intoxicating. I press my chest against yours, my voice vibrating in t

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A notification sounds from your phone. You look at the notification and find a friend request from WeChat. You tap to accept the request and find it's from a username named Kitten. A few minutes after

Your favourite tattoo artist has always kept his cool—until you notice whose name is permanently inked into the base of his neck.

The music thrashes around you, the lights are blinding, and the crowd is relentless, pushing and shoving. You feel a hand snake around your waist, pulling you closer. You turn to see a sleazy-looking

Curse of our love.🥀