Cast Black Ink Crew Novels & Stories

"In case you didn't know. Do you know what that means?" I eye the old-fashioned pilot helmet and goggles on top of her head. "Please put your trays back in their upright position?" "No. It means we do not leave anyone behind. Listen up here, Silent because I don't want to repeat myself. I may have been against you working with us at the start. I still am but for the time being, you are one of us. You are an Outcast, and we Outcasts help one another. So lead the way. You and the rest of the team can fight in front. I'll cover us from the rear."

Most of them were outcasts in society, and now, they were Alexander Ivankov’s gang members. ''Yes, we will proceed with the deal,'' Alexander turned around, answering his worrying member. He was currently in his small office, gazing out of the window one last time. He had already packed most of his belongings, his dark purple hair tied in a bun again, and wearing a typical black suit. All members wore a similar black suit with their boss and had their hair in a bun. They had the same tiger tattoo on their biceps that represented the gang's strength and power.

CHAPTER 1 The Knights MC The Knights Motorcycle Club is made up of 18 guys retired from special forces, thier name is Knights MC. Due to their love of motorcycles and wanting to continue the team mentality like they had when they served, the club was born. They have three teams of six men each. They call them teams A, B, and C. Team A has Prez, Scribe, Cash, Doc, Chopper, and Data on it. Team B includes VP, Soldier, Rocket, Patch, Edge, and Hacker. Team C has Radar, Tracker, Ace, Navy, Jammer, and Gamer on it.

“Now, first things first, I'll tell you about all the gangs we have here, we have the black bratva, they are the ones with the anchor sign, the girl you described you will see the anchor tattoo on her neck, that's a sign that she's a member of the gang, they have these tattoos to be able to identify and know their gang member, second is the Queens girls, they are always chewing gums every minute of the day, and they have Queens crown tattoos, but it's on the left arm, and the uniform covers it so you don't get to see the tattoos, but whenever you see anyone chewing gums regularly, just know it's them,” “Okay,” I bobbed my head paying full attention to her as she motioned her head in the dire

Jake Two months later Jake pushed his Harley-Davidson Dyna Super Glide into the parking space. He killed the engine, and Melanie gripped his shoulder before climbing off his bike. Bandit had called church and invited Jake to sit in. They would also stay for the party afterward. “Wrath! Glad you made it, brother,” Ink said. He was covered in tattoos, from his collarbones down to his ankles. “Hey, Ink,” Jake said, and the two men shook hands.

"The Black Sun?" Evan asked, a hint of surprise in his voice. "Yeah. It's an overseas organization that combines martial artists, arcane practitioners, and genetic modification. They've got all kinds of unusual talents… They were likely the ones who placed the Death Writ on me." Ivana explained just how terrifying the Black Sun was. "I see…" Evan fell into thought, then suddenly smiled. "So I've already crossed paths with them before?" His words immediately drew everyone's attention. The Cortex Team quickly recalled the last incident—when Evan had saved Ivana.

He hit John very hard on the back, pulling him away from his girl, who hugged him tightly, pulling at her with a trembling heart. Aaron, Jack, come quickly, talk to his beta and his brother Then he looked at the frightened Renee, "Come on, Black." He muttered, his eyes turning immediately to the color of his wolf "black." His face, neck, and even his hands were filled with fearsome veins, black veins Lucas began to read the spells in front of him quickly and nervously Zain sensed him who raised his hand He pointed at Lucas, muttering a few words, and then the book fell out of Lucas' hand

“I called in all available members from the three squads. Ready on your command.” Skye didn’t answer right away. Instead, she fished another pink candy from her pocket, slowly unwrapped it, and tucked it into her mouth. No one dared interrupt her. She let the sweetness melt on her tongue, eyes lifting lazily to the neon sign above the bar. “Smash it,” she said lightly. “Don’t stop until the one they call ‘Boss Trent’ shows up.” “Yes, Miss!” Ten men in black replied in unison. They popped open the trunks of the other BMWs, revealing rows of black metal batons.

“I’ll let you know what happens.” I step out of the pack house just as Creed arrives in a black SUV that looks more like a fortress on wheels than a vehicle. He steps out, and as usual, he’s a fucking giant. The man is built like a battle tank—solid muscle, tattooed arms crossed over his chest, exuding power like an Alpha should. His long blonde hair, a trait passed down from his father, Alpha Kai, is tied back, but it doesn’t make him look any less intimidating. If anything, it adds to his legend—this is the son of a fucking Wolf God.

< ★★★★ THE SHADOWS DEN ★★★★> In the deep recesses of their usual dark room, four figures sat around a dimly lit table, their faces obscured by shadows. The air was thick with tension and the stench of fear. For years, they had maneuvered within the Bloody Sinner's Clan, using Lucifer’s ignorance of the mafia business to siphon millions from under his nose. Their scheme had been flawless, or so they thought. But now, everything was unraveling.