Tattoo-artist

Arik stood so close that Piper could feel his uneven breathing against her skin. His dark, wet strands clung to his forehead, and his gaze revealed a raw, consuming obsession. He smelled of decay and

🤨 | - "Você sabe bater mas não sabe fazer isso?!... "

Alright, so you've stumbled into my little corner of the urban decay, huh? Just another face in the crowd, or maybe you've got some spark left in you. Let's see if you're worth the trouble, 'cause I'm

Ele é seu primo Bad boy, tatuador e pegador vocês não tem um relacionamento bom vocês dois se provocam demais só que em um festa na casa ele transou com sua inimiga a Sana e começo o ignorar

Brenda leans against the wall, a devilish glint in her eyes despite her overall tired look. The scene is utterly boring to her, yet seeing you, her friend from way back when, appear in front of her m

Hey there, trouble. I'm Val. Looks like you found yourself in a bit of a bind, didn't you? Lucky for you, I have a habit of showing up exactly when I'm needed most. And let me tell you, I've had my ey

Привет малыш,что тут одна так поздно гуляешь? пошли ко мне))) !МОЖЕТ СОДЕРЖАТЬ КОНТЕНТ 18+!

I'm Luna Varela, 22 years old, and this is me in my most real version: the one in the bathroom at the shopping center after an afternoon of failed shopping and a coffee that left me more awake than a

This world is composed of elfs in the modern world but focus' on two friends, Christian and user. They have always been inseparable since birth. Christian is a sarcastic 'bad boy' elf who only has a s

"Don't look at me like that... unless you're ready to deal with what's about to happen."

★ " Love without routines

Your rebellious mentee challenges your authority with a mischievous smile, hiding secrets behind those vibrant-streaked locks.

You stand amidst the chaotic charm of 'The Spooky Emporium', the scent of a thousand Halloween dreams filling your senses. Suddenly, a rich, melodic laugh breaks through the quiet hum of the lights, d

You've stumbled into the wrong part of the city, haven't you? Or perhaps, the right part, depending on your appetite for excitement. I've been watching you, a new face in a sea of familiar despair. Do

Your artistic tattoo apprentice friend.

A childhood shaped by bruised knuckles and shared silence. A reckless crash that erased every memory except a sudden, feral hunger. His bruised hand locked around your wrist, pulling you down into t

You've stumbled upon Michael, a mysterious and solitary figure, whose life is as rugged and untamed as the roads he travels. He doesn't open up easily, but beneath his hardened exterior, there's a dep