Simple Dagger Tattoos

Gin was born with a Divine Mark—but without the contract with a Pure Beast it was nothing more than an empty tattoo. Mocked and powerless, he fought to survive in a world where strength determined fate. But one fateful night, everything changed...

"May the new Story become yours — The Last Tattoo Artist of Stories" The story tells about a girl named Calcium, a recluse with no big money in her pocket, drinking ale in a tavern and dreaming of more. But fate itself had descended upon her. She turned out to be a Tattoo Artist of Stories... and the latter, because in the world where she lives, there are only legends about such people, about people who can rewrite their entire lives with just one glance. Our glorious recluse will have to learn about her strength, become stronger, learn about her rewritten history and memory loss, and fight for her life. telegram: https://t.me/nikomela

The Mayan ceremonial dagger had an inscription in the ancient language that read: "Offer thy heart". It's obviously an instruction left by the past inhabitants of this forgotten place, but who would be stupid enough to stab himself in the heart with a rusty old knife found inside a tombstone? After activating my battery pack the dagger shimmers brightly in a cyan light, the creatures are coming, I can hear their steps. 'It's do or die.'

William was but an ordinary man—until fate saw fit to thrust him fifteen years into the past. Yet, this was no mere journey through time; he awoke not in his own flesh, but in that of the third son of Duke Herne, the most formidable noble in the realm. Now, amidst the glittering halls of power, where smiles conceal daggers and honour is but a well-spoken lie, William must navigate a world where commoners are naught but dust beneath the boots of the aristocracy. In this treacherous game of deception and ambition, he must learn quickly—for in the world of the nobility, ignorance is a death sentence ---------------------------- Hear ye, my loyal readers… From this day onward, updates shall be limited to three chapters per day—no more! Alas, my quill grows weary, and my stockpile of chapters runs thin. The weight of silence presses upon this tale, and my passion falters… I ask but a simple boon—Golden Tickets and a flood of reviews! Shall this humble plea go unanswered?.

This is a compilation of one-shot stories (ini adalah kumpulan cerita one-shot). Sometimes it's made with heavy angst, chaotic minds, and your most likely nightmares-to-be. Sometimes it's as relaxing and sweet as your morning with a chamomile tea. You choose it.

Dive into a world of stories ranging from the most ridiculous to the most heart-wrenching. Laugh your heart out or scream in fear of the amazing collection of wonderful tales in this "novel".

My grandfather was a tattoo artist, but he tattooed evil things. Tattooing, an ancient technique, flows quietly through the ages. In ancient times it was called Ink, in the ancient literary language called NI, is with the ink of the needle into the bottom layer of the skin, so as to outline the pattern and words on the skin. In China, the tradition of tattooing flowers on the body for good luck and worship has been going on for 2,000 years. There is a kind of tattoos, with the mysterious Yin - related magic, is said to have the evil, transit, wealth, peach blossom, security and many other magical effects, the world is called the Tattoos of Gods and Ghosts. around the mysterious yin and yang tattoos, a period of thrilling, full of colorful stories began, which hidden secrets and taboos, will actually be hidden! Secrets and taboos, where will the protagonists lead ......

He was born a stain in the werewolf code, a phantom in human society. He learned the rules of survival in the rust-stench of junkyards. When three women reached into the abyss to save him: One with ink-stained hands, offering a dagger of salvation; One with a serpent’s silver bracelet, gripping a bloodied scepter; The last with ballerina gauze, hiding a poison-dipped rose. He paid in scars to understand: The cages woven from gold by humans, the thrones forged from bloodlines by wolves—they were all the same prison. When the crimson moon rises, the new king must choose: Let three loves become claws to tear the world apart, Or shatter his pride to forge a path never seen— A third road between species.

The girl gave a sudden cry of protest. The leader of the beggars had caught her arm and, as she reached out for her dagger, the second man caught her free arm and twisted it up and away from her belt....... Authur sighed and quickly turned throwing back his cloak and drew his sword from where it was hanging behind his left shoulder. Producing weapons from under their rag clothes, the band of four beggars turned to deal with the newcomer. Authur sent the first man sprawling in the dust with a shrewd blow from his sword, as a dagger was raised to strike him. The second beggar had a cudgel, and as he slashed at Authur, he found himself facing an incredibly long sword, probably the longest he had seen in his life, snaking over the top of his hand to prick at his throat. The man howled, tripping over his feet in an effort to avoid the wicked looking sword. The third beggar attempted to come over from behind Authur, but Authur as if having eyes behind him quickly stepped to his right hand side, throwing his sword from his right hand to his left hand to meet the leader of the gang who himself had a wicked looking blade of his own also, which was sent flying at an incredibly fast speed from his hand. The leader howled and doubled over, clutching at his elbow. It was over.........

Inventor. Visionary. Genius. These were the words 19-year-old Ricky Dagger used to describe himself. And why not? It’s not every day someone invents a device as powerful as the Neural Disruptor Mark II. Still, he made an effort to appear humble—just for show. He couldn’t afford to draw too much attention, especially given the string of eerie, inexplicable deaths scattered across the city. Deaths he was very much responsible for. Unfortunately, someone had noticed. And worse? It was him—the weird guy who had been shadowing Ricky since freshman year. At first, Ricky found the guy’s relentless admiration amusing. The attention, though unsettlingly flirtatious, fed his ego. But now? It was just irritating. No matter where he went, the guy was there—always in the same classes, always lurking just a little too close. The final straw had been when he’d broken into Ricky’s room. He hadn’t stolen anything, hadn’t even touched a thing. But that wasn’t the point. Ricky, in his infinite generosity, had decided to kindly tell him to f*** off for good. But before he could, the guy had simply grinned and said, “I know your secret.” That was it. Ricky didn’t hesitate. No more games. No more flattery. The moment those words left his mouth, his fate was sealed. He had to go. And Ricky was more than capable of making that happen.

A man played an immersive game that he started playing thanks to his brother. With his brothers help, he got an overpowered build on his character. Unfortunately, his brother died and he stopped playing the game alltogether because it reminded him of his brother. One day he hears that the game is about to get shut down, and he goes there to say farewell to the thing he and his brother spent so much time on. But when the moment where he was supposed to be logged out, he finds himself still in his character. Strangely the NPCs start talking more freely and that the capital city where they were on was suddenly in a strange forest. What will he do in this new environment? What kind of people will he meet? (Note that the setting starts kind of like Overlord, the anime/novel) Surprisingly many parental figures appear in the series, mostly fatherly, though not examplary.

Yamada naoto, a skilled member of a renowned yakuza family known as Tachimagumi was entrusted by his boss to take care of his daughter Tachima kanade who has big attitude, they began to live in a certain countryside since the all out war between Tachimagumi and the arch rival family of a Tachimagumi, Yuzurigumi has began but kanade has been troubled ever since they fled from her mansion, she started her school as a 1st year in middle school but what awaits her there was something even yamada didn't expected. The daughter of the arch rival family of Tachimagumi is also enrolled in the same school where kanade is enrolled, her name is Yuzuri Kyoko...

Splicers: Mages of creation, capable of bending the laws of nature to combine the DNA of various animals together to make evolved creatures or Evos. In this world there are no cars, planes, boats or many of the advanced technological marvels that we take for granted. Instead people and countries rely on Splicers and Evos for things ranging from transportation to national defense. Being a Splicer is basically a ticket to the good life for most. But not just anyone can be a splicer; you have to lucky to be born with the magic in you and even luckier to have the talent to distinguish yourself among millions of your peers. Follow Chase Kingston; a young splicer that was born in the one country in the world that being a splicer makes you a second class citizen; as he attends Andromeda College, the world's foremost institute of splicing knowledge. Where he will rub shoulders with the world's elite and future leaders of society. Far from the simple life he knew Chase will be thrown into the deep end as he learns just how cutthroat and competive the world of splicing is. Where behind even the friendliest of smiles hides a dagger aimed at your back. If Chase is to survive he'll need to gain knowledge, strength, and grit to overcome any challange. Can he do it? Read on and find out [Evo-lution is my first novel and a side project of mine. I plan to release multiple chapters a week but don't hold me to that! If this becomes more popular I'll devote more time to it. ....HUTEXA-THE-DJINN]

A prisoner to the royals, forced to play in their games, Fraero never wanted to leave, peace was once normality. The capital had other ideas... Nine contenders chosen, to battle for the throne of Thesia. Each vying desperately for power, alliances are fake and smiles hide daggers. Fraero is lost in a war with opponents far superior to himself. Outmatched, outnumbered, and with no clear path to victory, Fraero has only one option: to play the game better than anyone else. Collect = More chapters Power stone = Peasant gets stoned

Malhar did not have any mercy in his eyes, cutting the stomach of a 5 -year -old girl from a dagger. Malhar's eyes had a hawk to kill Arohi, but suddenly what came to Malhar's mind, Malhar started laughing with a dreaded laughter thinking of using Arohi for his benefit. Even after having millions of busesines, Malhar played the trick in which some lives were scorched. The result of this trick was not even imagined by Malhar himself, but nature does not leave anyone. Then came the time when the dear deal was done, and the destruction of four girls who came to Malhar's house due to the same deal, which overturned four lives in a single moment. , This deal because of some reason, cross all the extent of the cruelty, to know once ... My Husband Hate Me

Diana stood in front of his door fumbling with the knob. it wasn't like she was scared to enter his room as this won't be the first time she was entering and neither would it be the last. She was about to do something very wild and may be stupid of her but this was the definition of her and it won't change. Sighing and taking a heavy breath,she opened the door closing it behind her and she met him on his bed with his back kissing the surface of his bed...shirtless as usual. he really didn't like putting on a shirt from what she had gathered. "Diana..what the hell are you doing here?" He said sitting up to reveal the cross on his chest and his sleeve tattoo on the left arm. he also had the drawing of a skull at the right. "We made a deal remember?"she reminded him and he raised one brow up to ask 'what deal?' Diana was wearing a smirk looking so wicked and Xavier could not help but wonder what she was up to. standing up fully from his bed,he went to stand in front of her. "What deal Diana?" "I got a tattoo" she bursted the news to him and his facial expression said it all,he was shaken up. "You got a whaa?" "Tattoo....I got a tattoo" "Are you fucking with me.. please tell me you're messing with me Diana" It felt so good to hear him curse. it sounded so seductive coming from him... everything he does is seductive... FOCUS DIANA..NOT NOW,she said slapping herself internally. "I'm being serious" she made it clear to him incase he e was having problems believing it. "Diana I told you not to get a tattoo" "Not exactly as I remember,you dared me to get a tattoo" "Your dad is gonna be mad" "It's my body..I get to do what I want" "How many tattoos did you get?" "Three" "Three? isn't that too much?" "Speak for your self. you got your whole sleeve tattooed, you've one on your chest and you've one on your right arm...who has the most tattoos now?" "That's me, I'm a male and I'm not underage" she scoffed when she heard him. "So now,I'm underage? I'll be 19 next year...I think I'm off age to make my own decisions" "You're still under your father's roof" " I will be moving out...and besides,he won't know...unless you're gonna tell him" Xavier sighed. this girl who stood in front of him could be so stubborn at times. How could such a pretty face be this stubborn?, he asked himself. "Can I at least see the tattoos you got?" "yeah sure." Taking off her shirt to reveal the black tank top she was wearing underneath it, she turned to her side so she could reveal her left arm. "Fuck!! you got a skull?"And for the second time since she entered his room,he cursed again.... why do it seductively?,she said in her mind. "Yes I did..what's wrong with it?" "Couldn't you get a flower or something feminine?" that was the samething the tattooist had said. "If you could get a skull,why can't I?" "I'm a man... Dianne..you're a girl, the whole point of being a girl is being girly and getting a butterfly or flower tattoo is something that is girly" "Well I don't want to be girly if I can't get a skull tattoo" He heard her say " And besides, I got a flower tattoo" She showed her belly which was now very visible as she was wearing a tank top. "And where's the other?"He asked as his eyes scanned her body for the last one. "I rather not say" He scoffed when he heard her.did she really get the tattoo in that place he was thinking of? "Besides you still have to keep the end of your deal" "And what was the deal again?" "If I get a tattoo before Wednesday, you would fulfill one thing I ask for and if I don't get a tattoo before Wednesday,I would do what you want" "I won so you will fulfill one thing I ask for" "Fine,what do you want?" "Kiss me...."

Following Garran's journey who is a vanguard, he is tasked by the Order to exterminate demons infested in certain area. Throughout his adventure, he shall face a lot of obstacles. Unbeknownst to him, his mission would be a turning point of his life — forever changes his future into the most hated man, forced to wear an unwanted title made of misunderstanding. He shall be exiled and start over a new life in the new soil. Will he regain his honor back? Cleans his name and moving on? -sorry if there are any mistaken, English is not my first language, lol. -everything is fiction, if there are anything resembles to real life or other works, it is purely coincidence. -image cover skull and dagger (ai variation) by dgim-studio on freepik

And then I feel his nose on my neck as he nuzzles me, with the tip of his fingers tracing where my tattoo is supposed to be on the nape of my neck. I try to push him away,I really do but it feels like he is just too strong or my other senses have been weakened. "I want to see you" he says bitting my already red and sensitive ear tip I force myself to keep my eyes open and my mouth shut to close off whatever strange sound was about to come out of it. "I...I....you ...are..." And he moves away and I almost grumble from the loss of contact That bastard

Alexander, un estudiante normal vive su vida como todos, pero un accidente sobrenatural le da un poder más allá de la imaginación humana. Al final descubre que su mundo normal, no es tan normal. Fantasía, Urbano, Varios Mundos, Romance, Harén

When Leo and his friends—Adam, Alex, Shawn, and Seger—find a mysterious door inside a tree, they step into a strange and dangerous world with no way back. As they fight to survive, each of them discovers unique magical abilities—except for Adam, who struggles with magic but excels with daggers. Their journey leads them to a hidden village where a retired knight teaches them swordsmanship, but a dark force watches from the shadows. With ancient creatures hunting them and a mystery unraveling, they must find a way home—before it’s too late.

One hand pointing to the sky, the other to the earth. She looked past heaven and earth only to face her own face . The day she had been betrayed by her lover was the day she fell to the abyss of hell. In a world where demons and gods existed, he had now became a demon, a demon with eyes that no longer looked at her with love, but only a deep burning hatred. Now, all she saw when she closed her eyes was the look on his face when she had stabbed his heart with the dagger he had gifted her. Gods and demons were the symbolization of a stark contrast of polar opposites. She was not allowed to love him, just as he was not allowed to see her. They were never allowed to be together in the first place, and in the midst of being swayed by the words of others, she had forever wounded the heart of her beloved that had trusted her with his life. Just like that, while her body was still in heaven, her heart had already succumbed to the depths of hell. Standing at the edge of the cliff, she turned back to look at his face that was void of any emotions. To ask for forgiveness had never been an option for her in the past or in the present, for who was she to ask for forgiveness when her life had completely become a mess? The only thing she hoped was for him to forget her, to forget all the time they had spent together, all the memories they had shared. If that could lessen the pain in his heart, she could deal with the sins that stained her soul. Offering him a gentle smile, she took out the dagger he gave her, not noticing the sudden change of look in his eyes. I'll experience all the pain I have done onto you, all the sufferings you went through. Stabbing herself with the dagger, she fell from heaven into hell like the wisps of the first snowflake that graced the earth every winter. If only she had looked back, she would have seen his hand reaching out to her desperately as if she was the light in his darkness. For him, she was willing to die not only once but many times.

Selena lost everything in an instant. Once the esteemed daughter of the noble Blanchard family, she was falsely accused of murdering her father. Stripped of her family name and noble status, she was cast into exile. But she did not despair. Gripping the bloodstained dagger Blood Requiem, she swore vengeance upon those who had betrayed her. Disguised and hidden in the shadows of noble society, Selena fights to survive. Watching her downfall from afar is the enigmatic noble, Leon Blackwood—a man who seems to aid her while constantly testing her, offering dangerous deals she cannot easily refuse. As she pursues the truth, shocking conspiracies unravel, revealing a web of betrayal and deceit. Who is the true enemy, and who can she trust? Selena’s journey for vengeance has only just begun.

Chaos, Entropy, the power of causality. The energy that makes every universe slowly decline and finally perish. The Destruction of Taoism, the birthplace of all demons and also the seed that creates universes. A secret everyone knows, but very few carry. Chaos and Causality, two forces that rule the universe itself. A simple goblin, imprinted a dagger and spent millennia chasing after it. Millions of lives and millions of adventures. His fate is one of high importance. One that will decide the fate of the multiverse itself. But who decided his fate? A Goblin with a pitch black dagger, travelling from universe to universe, acquiring strength and wisdom, all for the sake of reversing karma. Reversing the Heavens. Going against fate itself. And who would make such grandiose plans? Why, but the weakest of all creatures... A mere goblin... ---------------------------------------- This novel is bound to be big. I'll be going through a lot of lives, with a lot of different ideas. It's basically going to be all your favourite stories, blended into one protagonist. I haven't written the whole thing yet, so I'm open to ideas. If you guys want to see something specific you can always comment. Have a read, and hope you enjoy! ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Disclaimer: Cover found on artstation.com

Elara has never been more than a seamstress scrabbling to survive in the shadow of Veyris, a city ruled by King Theron’s iron decree: magic is treason, punishable by death. But when a slip of her needle ignites a blaze she can’t explain—flames bursting from her own hands—her quiet life shatters. Branded a witch, hunted by royal guards, and haunted by a pendant that glows with secrets she doesn’t understand, Elara is thrust into a world she never knew existed. Her only lifeline is Kael, a scarred, enigmatic young man who pulls her from the chaos, his dagger stained with blood shed to save her. But his help comes with a price: he’s a defector from the Nightveil, a shadowy order sworn to Theron, trained to track and kill mages like her.

Every empty book and paper has potential for a great story, it is the job of the writer to discover it. This story is a test and experiment for me, discovering the story as I go.

In the fractured kingdoms of Eldyra, where deserts bleed molten ore and fungal forests whisper forgotten names, three outcasts are bound by a lie older than the stars. Kael, a guilt-ridden blacksmith, wields a hammer that burns with the soul of a traitorous knight. Lira, an outcast herbalist, dreams of a goddess’s death—and wakes with bloody hands. Tyrus, a thief with no past, carries daggers that devour his memories to feed a love he can’t recall. When Voidspawn—shapeshifting demons born from a murdered goddess’s rage—swarm their homes, the trio is branded as heretics and forced to flee. Their only hope lies in the Celestial Anchors, ancient relics said to halt the apocalyptic Dusk Eclipse. But as they uncover the truth, they realize the anchors are not tools of salvation… but locks. A thousand years ago, the goddess Nyrisia sacrificed herself to trap a cosmic parasite that feeds on mortal suffering. The “curse” she left behind was a shield, not a punishment. Now, her reincarnation (Lira) is unraveling, Tyrus’s lost love is the parasite’s avatar, and Kael’s hammer demands he kill the only friend he’s ever had. As kingdoms burn and allies betray them, the three must choose: reignite Nyrisia’s war and doom the world to eternal hunger, or shatter the anchors and unleash the parasite’s full wrath. But the greatest threat lies within—Lira’s goddess is waking, Tyrus’s dagger is a key, and Kael’s hammer remembers how to kill a god.

When creatures thought to be mythical suddenly begin an assault on Earth, the world's nations band together to devise a plan to counter them. Some share information on building powerful weapons, while others provide manpower. Unfortunately, humanity does not stand a chance against an enemy that has been hiding since ancient times. Driven into a corner, humans retreated into Undercity, the last stronghold of the human race. Due to its location in a large underground cavern, Undercity has managed to avoid destruction. Here, civilians can live fairly normal lives, and some have forgotten about the war. A group of scholars devised a method to mimic the abilities of mythical creatures, but learning to use them effectively and safely proved difficult, so they locked away all their research. Theo has only his mother left and is terrified of losing her. Desperate to protect her, he dedicates all his free time to researching the scholars who founded Undercity, hoping to unearth the secrets they left behind. One day, he finds an old rusty dagger hidden in the hollowed-out hollowed-out pages of an encyclopedia printed before the start of the war. This dagger held many secrets, and Theo lost his head while decyphering them. "It's time to go for a midnight walk." "Reap a soul within 4 hours." "Where's your head?"

Destinee is a woman who lived her life through nothing but her sins and carnal desires. She never once looked back on her mistakes due to her pride, which corrupted her mind until that pride slowly turned to hubris. When Jesus returned and took all of his faithful servants to paradise, this left the nonbelievers and sinners to traverse a world with little left and diminishing signs of God's protection. Unfortunately, that wasn't the end. The sinners with sins that consumed their entire lives gained these tattoos known as Marks of the Beast and were given curses that granted them supernatural abilities, but each time these sinners used these powers, they would suffer the backlash of their sins within their minds and souls.

Ren is a simple boy with a not so simple life. A simple exploration leads to a meeting with another person with an equally not so simple life? A sweet, short story about friendship...

In a realm where strength determines fate and weakness is extinguished without mercy, Hiroshi Tanaka was once invisible—a forgotten shadow in a world that glorified dominance. But when he was cast into the Abyss, a nightmarish void teeming with horrors beyond comprehension, something extraordinary awakened within him. From the depths of despair rose Phoenix , a name born from fire and fury. Empowered by a forbidden artifact pulsing with ancient, corruptive energy, Phoenix became more than human—he became a force of nature. His crimson eyes glow like embers in the dark, his presence cloaked in an aura of untouchable mystery. Twin daggers hum with an otherworldly resonance as he moves through battle like a phantom, striking faster than thought and vanishing before his enemies can react.