Novels by Dark Pen

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

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

Devin's Pov“Oh, I dare alright.” I seethed with rage as well as other unknown emotions. “Because if you dare to sleep with me despite knowing that you might have gotten some sort of disease from your boy toy then I have every right to say it.” With each word, I poked at his chest, pushing him backwards slightly.This time around, the smile had dropped from his face as he looked at me darkly.“Don't test me Devin. Whatever this tryst you're trying to pull is, don't pull Marcus into it. Who's to say you aren't the one who had it from the onset? From what I understand, only you exhibited any symptoms so you might as well have had it for a while.” he said.A sour feeling emerged in my chest when he kept actively protecting Marcus even now but since I couldn't understand it, I gritted my teeth and shook my head to clear my head. Instead I focused my attention on the fact that he was trying to blame me.The fuck? Does he think I'm a whore who sleeps around with any guy I see?“Fuck you, A

Devin's Pov The villa hummed with the faint chatter of the last stragglers from dinner heading home. I had barely shaken off the sting of my father’s words when…“Oh, this is my boyfriend, Marcus.”“Marcus, this is Devin. Devin, Marcus.”Adrian announced with all the flair of a showman introducing his co-star.“Marcus here is my better half, though he likes to claim otherwise.”Marcus gave a polite smile and a firm handshake. “Nice to meet you.”“Yeah,” I muttered, forcing something resembling a smile. For reasons I couldn’t put into words, the words boyfriend and better half cut deeper than they should have. I excused myself quickly, leaving them to their scotch and company. I retreated into the villa before either of them could read the shift in my expression.By then, it was night already, the corridors glowed with warm lamps. The air smelled faintly of roses from Stella’s obsession with floral arrangements. I pushed open the door to my room, loosening my tie, only to find glowing

Devin's Pov‘Maybe I shouldn't have left the way I did…’My brain worked on overtime, thinking of every excuse I could use. Every lie I could pull. Anything.The instant Adrian’s hand clasped mine, sweat broke out on my palms. My chest squeezed like someone had tied wire around it. This was it. He was going to ruin everything. He was going to laugh in Stella’s face, announce what happened last night, and peel my world apart one layer at a time.But then, the words that left his mouth were… different.“Oh, heyyy, Devin right? I’m Adrian.”His grip was steady, his grin almost too easy. My name slid from his tongue like it had come from Stella’s lips, not mine.“You two haven’t met yet, I know, I know.” Stella’s voice chimed as she looked between us. “But hey? I’ve told you so much about each other.”Adrian tilted his head, his eyes still locked on me. “Oh my, it’s like I know you already.”The pause stretched. Suggestive. Lingering. My pulse spiked to high heaven.Then he added, “...Wit

Devin's Pov People swarmed the hall like bees in a hive. Voices overlapped, footsteps clattered, fabric rustled. Someone barked about the cake tiers not aligning, another panicked over misplaced corsages, and a poor man sprinted by holding a tray of glassware that jingled as if seconds from shattering.In the middle of it all stood Stella, her shoulders stiff, her breath coming short. She clutched a clipboard like a weapon, eyes darting everywhere.I slid in behind her, wrapped an arm around her waist, and leaned close to her ear. “If you keep glaring at the flowers like that, they’ll wither.”Her lips twitched, fighting a smile. “Don’t start with me, Devin. These people are supposed to know what they’re doing.”“They do,” I said, lifting a flute of champagne from a passing tray and pressing it into her hand. I grabbed one for myself and clinked gently against hers. “They’re just performing for you.”I paused, then continued “They're a theater of panic… and you’re the star audience m

Devin's PovThis was it. The big day.Her beauty struck me like sunlight breaking through stained glass, scattering colors across the chapel walls. Every breath she took felt like proof of divinity, every step toward me a hymn. At that moment, I believed she was mine forever.The priest’s voice carried like a melody, each word settling with goodwill.“Do you, Devin Blackwell, take Stella Hale to be your lawfully wedded wife…”The world had gone quiet around me. The faces in the pews blurred into an indistinct smear of pastel dresses and dark suits. All I could see was Stella, framed by the white flowers arching above us, her black hair pulled into an elegant twist, her eyes bright with expectation. She looked perfect. ‘This feels like a dream.’I loved her… or at least I told myself so for years, I repeated it until it sounded like the truth. She was beautiful, sharp, the kind of woman who lit up every room with her energy. She deserved someone who adored her. She deserved someone wh