Novels by Dark Pen

DEVINS P.O.VI woke up before my eyes opened.There was a tightness in my chest, like the kind that didn't come from a bad dream but from something real and waiting. My body felt coiled, restless, the way it feels when it's been bracing itself all night for impact. When the phone on the nightstand started vibrating again, I didn't jump. I already knew it was there. I already knew it wasn't going to stop.I cracked my eyes open and stared at the ceiling for a second, breathing slow, trying to convince myself I was still half-asleep. The early morning light barely filtered through the curtains, soft and pale; the world outside was still quiet. Inside my chest, though, everything was loud.I reached for the phone.The screen flickered on, and my stomach dropped so hard it felt like I might actually be sick.My father had called a lot.Not one missed call. Not two. A long list, stacked on top of each other, like he'd been calling all night and only stopped when exhaustion or rage finally wo

FESTUS POVTimone opened the door before I even started to knock. He wasn't talking. He just looked at me with his arms crossed like he was waiting for me to get there in this exact condition. I felt my chest constrict in response. My back stiffened. I puffed air through my teeth.“You look like shit,” he said, his voice flat. I jerked my jaw shut. My shoulders slid back. I had a tight stomach. “Yeah. I know.” I sounded like a five-year-old, even to my own ears. He moved aside without a word. “Get in here.” I went in, trying to make sure everything was all right when everything inside of me felt like it was all wrong. My hands wouldn’t stay in one place. My palms were slick. The back of my throat was raw, like I’d been drinking sand. My mind was spinning with Aiden’s name, Devin’s name, Stella’s. Everything that I’d screwed up on my own.Timone closed it firmly behind me. “Alright,” he grunted, entering the living room. “Now, tell me what’s with all the pacing. Either someone’s goi

DEVIN'S POVThe second Stella's expression changed, I knew. She snatched her phone so fast she almost dropped it, and the way her eyes shot over the screen told me everything. I didn't need to ask, didn't need to wonder. I just watched her panic. And instead of feeling punched in the chest or sick or dizzy like I used to, all I felt was something loosening deep inside me. Something quiet. Something real.My shoulders actually dropped. It felt weird, because I didn't remember the last time my body wasn't tense around her. I even let out this breath I didn't know I'd been holding for years. And the smile came before I could hide it. A real smile. Not the polite one I force when she drags me to her parents' dinners. Not the tired one I put on when she starts crying to avoid accountability. This was real, and I let it sit there.She looked terrified of the smile."D-Devin," she whispered, voice cracking, "I can explain. Please. Just let me talk. It's not-it wasn't-just listen to me for tw

DEVIN'S P.O.V.I stayed by the window until Aiden's car finally turned out of the driveway and went far enough down the road that I couldn't see the taillights anymore. I didn't move for a few seconds after that. I just kept staring at the empty spot where he'd been, feeling this tight pressure building in my chest because watching him leave didn't sit right with me. He didn't deserve to be the one walking out. He didn't cause any of this mess. And the fact that he left without looking back made my throat feel tight with frustration I didn't know how to swallow down.By the time I actually closed the front door and turned around, Stella was already standing in the middle of the living room. Arms crossed. Chin lifted. Like she'd been waiting for me. Like she was expecting an apology from me instead of the other way around. The second her eyes met mine, I knew she wanted a fight. I did not want to give her one, but I could not hold it anymore."Why did you ask him to leave?" I asked, st

AIDEN.I felt good. Relaxed in a way I hadn't felt in a long time. My back was against the couch, my legs spread just enough for Devin to settle between them. His hands were on my thighs, warm and steady, and his head was lowering. I had one hand in his hair, holding him close, guiding him slowly because I wanted to enjoy the moment without thinking about anything else. My breathing kept getting heavier, and my jaw was tight because the tension felt too good to control.I let out a rough sound low in my throat, and Devin looked up at me before continuing. My fingers convulsed in his hair without meaning to, and he took it like he always did, quiet and focused. My chest rose and fell hard as I let my head fall back for a second, just to breathe because it felt too good to stay still.Then the doorbell rang. The sound struck the room so suddenly that Devin was stock-still in a matter of a second. His mouth stopped, his hands stilled, and the sudden absence of warmth chafed me. I blew ou

STELLAWhen I stepped off the plane, the weight of the air hit me first, heavy and warm, and I didn’t even bother letting myself settle before reaching for my phone. I already had Devin’s message typed out halfway through the descent because there was no point in pretending. I always sent the same thing every time I came back from any trip, whether it was two days or two weeks. It didn’t matter. Nothing about this marriage felt real enough to change routine.I hit send on the text.“Just landed. I’ll be home tomorrow. I hope you missed me.”I didn’t pause. I didn’t wait for the little “delivered” symbol. I didn’t check whether he opened it or not. I didn’t expect anything back because Devin never replied immediately, and even if he did, I wouldn’t have believed whatever he said. I knew he didn’t miss me, not in any way that mattered, and I didn’t miss him either. We both existed in this agreement that wasn’t born from choice or affection. It was part of Festus’ plan, part of what he w

ADRIAN I couldn't sleep that night. I kept pacing. Luckily, Eli was off partying somewhere, so he wasn't there to witness my turmoil.Every time I closed my eyes, I swear I could see him and hear him in my head. My wolf prowled inside me, restless, angry that I’d let Lucas walk away. The bond had sunk its claws in, and I was losing my grip on control.By morning, I looked like hell.“Rough night?” Eli asked as I took the seat he had reserved for me at breakfast.“Yeah. You can say that,” I said, moving my food about on my plate.“Too much birthday champagne?”“Something like that.”I wasn’t about to tell him the truth—that my sworn rival, Lucas Rayne ne, was my fated mate. The idea was ridiculous, even to me. My parents would lose their minds. The pack would see me as weak, maybe even unfit to lead. And Lucas? He’d probably rather rip his own throat out than claim me.“Hey,” Eli said, snapping his fingers in front of me. “You good? You’re zoning out.”“Yeah. Just tired.”He

ADRIAN The birthday party ended yesterday, but Lucas had asked to see me today after dinner. Now here I was on my way to the stairway, because it would be emptied out.It was past 10pm now, so everyone would either be in bed or at the parties that are held every night around here, so there was no chance that someone would overhear our conversation.Before I got down to the stairway, I could already see Lucas down there pacing. He looked battered, and even if it was hard for me to accept it, it was not troubling me as much as it was him.“Adrian, please tell me the truth. You were trying to mess with me so that I'll stay away from you. It's fine. I'm pissed now and I'll stay away from you, so stop this. Please.” The pleading tone in his voice broke me a little, but I couldn't change a thing.“You know I'm not messing with you. You felt it too.” I didn't even know how to explain it anymore at this point.He paused for a moment, then scoffed out a laugh. “No. No way

ADRIAN I hated birthdays.Every year since I could remember, my family threw a ridiculous celebration to remind me I was the heir to the Nightfang Pack. This year, though, it felt different—heavier. Eighteen. The age wolves came of age, the age you could feel the bond if your mate was near.With all this, I was supposed to feel a bit excited, but as I adjusted the collar of my dress shirt, I felt nothing but absolute dread.Maybe because I knew that I was on a fraying thread now. My father knew of some others who met their mates before eighteen, and he's been putting pressure on me ever since. Now that I'm eighteen, I should find one today, but what if I don't?I mean, that was the only reason my dad was throwing a big party and inviting every werewolf's kids and grandkids.If this wasn't a load of pressure, then I have no idea what is. In fact, I don't think there's any amount of pressure higher than this.“Looking good, Alpha,” Eli teased from the doorway.

ADRIAN The cafeteria smelled of coffee and super greasy foods. The smell made me feel nauseous, but I grabbed a tray anyway. I picked some bacon, eggs and toast, because not eating made my wolf super cranky.“Hey, I saved you a seat.” Eli called me over to a corner table.I was walking there when Eli placed his laptop on the table. He always had his laptop with him.“Morning, Alpha Heir,” he teased as I took a seat.“Shut up,man. It's not funny anymore.” I huffed as I sat down.He laughed loudly. “Relax, Kane. You’ve been wound tight since yesterday. What happened? Lucas, look at you funny again?”“I don’t get why he’s here, Eli. The Rayne heir doesn’t just… show up at a rival pack’s college for fun. He’s planning something.” I said and shoved eggs into my mouth.Eli arched a brow. “Or he’s just here for an education like everyone else.”I snorted. “Right. Lucas Rayne in an ethics class. That’s very believable.”Eli was smiling but the smile quickly f

ADRIAN“Adrian, hey.” A girl called as she ran after me. “Hey.” I smiled, turning to face her.Her face looked a bit familiar and I was wondering where I had met her before.She wasn't a wolf though. I could tell that by her scent. But if she wasn't a wolf, what would she want from me?“I'm Chloe. We met at the football game.” She smiled at me as she played with her hair.“Oh Chloe.” I grinned. “Hi. It's nice to see you around.”Did I remember who she was? No.Was I going to let her know that?Definitely not.I saw a lot of ladies everyday. I'm sure no one expected me to keep a track of them, right?“Im hosting a party at my place tonight. Would you like to come?” She leaned in closer, closing the space between the both of us.“Shit.” I took two steps back and ran a hand through my hair. “I'm pretty busy tonight, I'm not so sure I'll be able to make it.”“Oh.” Her face fell. “Okay. That's fine. I'll see you around school though, right?”“Yeah of course.” I nodde

Emily's PovWhen I woke up, everything felt wrong. My body ached, my head pounded, and the weight in my chest pressed harder with each shallow breath. For a moment, I laid there, staring at the ceiling, trying to convince myself that it had all been a nightmare, the office, her, Maxton… none of it was real.But it was real. The sheets next to me were cold. He wasn’t here.I pushed myself up, my limbs heavy as if they were betraying me. I needed to see him, to confront him again. Maybe there was some explanation, anything that could make the reality less unbearable. I stood on shaky legs and walked to our bedroom, clinging to the last fragments of hope that I didn’t want to lose.But then, the door opened, and all hope shattered.They were there, together in our bed, my bed, their bodies entwined, just like in his office. Maxton’s bare back moved in rhythm, and she, whoever she was, threw her head back in a moan, her dark hair cascading like some twisted crown.My breath caught in my

Emily's Pov Three years later. I continued to relentlessly fight the darkness that was taking over my head. The future of my father's hardwork lies in my palm, I cannot afford to disappoint him. The fight for dominance was brutal in my head. Maxton must succumb to my will…At last! I triumphed. I slowly became conscious of my environment, although my vision was still blurry. I sat up, yawning at the same time, and also waiting patiently for my sight to be recovered. My gaze rested on the wall, within a few seconds I was able to get a clear view of the clock on the wall.It was day time already, and it felt like seconds from last night…I moved my finger's to my bird nest of hair and began scratching it, trying to force out memories from last night. Immediately I was able to recall I turned to my side."Maxton you_" I was silenced by his disappearance. When did he get up from the bed? I highlighted from the bed and strolled down to the kitchen. To my surprise the food I had prepare

Emily's PovMy eyes were affixed on the television set in front of me, I was unconscious of my environment, my body was present but my soul had traveled far away from this planet, into a world of endless questions and thoughts.A sharp sound slipped suddenly into my ear making my heart skip, I turned to the direction of the sound. Lo and behold it was my father. He was dressed in a royal blue suit, lined with royalty, his hands were tucked into his trouser's pocket. My gaze traveled from his body down to the shopping bag on the floor.When did he step in? I must have been so intrigued by my own thoughts that my brain couldn't pick up the sound around me. "When did you step in?" I asked, adjusting the pajamas I was putting on.He took a deep breath and walked briskly to where I sat, and retired next to me. "You have been ignoring my calls," He responded, his eyes boring into mine.I smacked my lips and turned my gaze away from his. If it was possible I would bury him six feet beneath w

Micheal's PovI couldn't believe I married a child in an adult's body. It's really insulting. I'll be the heir soon and this childish lady is all I get? I just couldn't stand the fact that marriage has to be a criteria to be the heir of my father's empire."Aren't we supposed to be in the bedroom together?" Her voice interrupted my thoughts and that pissed me off even more. It was practically like I was thrown into hell and not a honeymoon. I wasn't feeling anything, I was numb and void of love towards her. At the altar, earlier, I just had to keep the role of a good son and marry the person I don't even know just to become the heir. I smiled, because I knew too well I'll be given that position over anyone else. Father has promised I only have to marry her, just for the world to know that I got married. "No, I will be sleeping on the couch in the sitting room. I've got a long day tomorrow, and the best thing you could do for me right now is to leave me alone and go to sleep." I pour

Emily's PovThe nice scents of the flowers that surrounded me, and the beautiful sight of the hall coupled with wonderful people. Gracious sights, dropping fountains in the middle of the room, the chandeliers were giving. I watched how the whole room was dignified with love and excitement, there, my friend, Sarah was with me. Smiling and giggling. "You're getting married, beautiful." Her eyes spoke excitement and her smile, I couldn't help but be grateful for having a good friend like her. "Thank you, Sarah." I hugged her after dressing me up, looked straight at the mirror and felt at ease."I should go call your mum?" She said cutting away from the hug,"And, that'll be for what?""To rate your dress up. You know I love compliments.""Well, don't you think the compliments should come from me?" "That's right, but your mum, she definitely knows how to give compliments better than you," I nodded and smiled."......a few minutes please." She dropped her small mirror and dashed out