Cast Black Ink Crew Novels & Stories

“I had a black Yamaha YZF-R6. It wasn’t anything fancy, but she took very good care of me. I guess it’s still at the hotel where they captured me.” Thinking about losing her would only make me feel worse, so I quickly changed the subject while fastening my seatbelt. “Is being on the council your job? Is that what earns you all that money?” Kael shook his head as he started the engine. The deep, powerful sound immediately calmed me in a way I hadn’t felt since before Florida. “I lead a team of twenty enforcers. We’re basically like SWAT or black-ops in the human world. There are ten teams like mine in Shadow Crest, and we handle security and law enforcement here. Interestingly, one of your ma

Every lie I feed him is a thread in a web that will eventually choke us both. But I cannot stop. I cannot go back to being the girl who feared the Blackthorne name. I am the woman who will bring it down. I reach into my desk, pulling out a vial of dark, acidic ink. I begin to write—a list of names, of pacts, of places. The Lunar Crest Research Institute is the key. The experiments they are running, the dark rituals they are performing to create superior Alphas—if I leak this to the Alpha Council, the Blackthorne Bloodmoon Pack will be stripped of their title and their lands.

22. I Hate You Crowd gathered around the two gangs. To think of it, one was the future alpha and the other his beta-to-be. Aria tightened her grip around the straps of her bag as she observed the number of accomplices each of them had. There were Dilane, Kai, Neil, Zack and Oliver supporting Jake. It was an amusing sight to see them all dressed in black. As if they were following a dress code. Upon milky tee shirts they had sexy black color varsity jackets put on. Towards the left hand side, just above their hearts, the initials of their names were engraved in pure white.

GRAY I called the council together on Sunday evening to discuss my trip to Denver. The council for the six-pack consists of twelve members: the alphas from each pack and our betas. Reid and I are the young bucks, heading up the Goldenleaf and Stillwater packs. Theo’s dad, Alpha Anders, runs the Summervale pack, and Alpha Damian, Jax’s father, runs the Westfield pack. Brock will be taking over the Riverton pack at the end of the summer for his old man, Alpha Rowe. I’m looking forward to the day when all five of us are the alphas of our packs, running the council. Not that I mind the current alphas, but some of them are older, stuck in their ways, and resistant to change.

I smile. “You too.” Callie smiles back. “Your locker...” He starts. “It’s the locker of the actual devil himself, Killian Saunders.” He explains. “Who is this dude? Why is everyone asking me if he’s my brother?” I snap. “We cannot mention him who shall not be named on school grounds Trey!” Callie shrieks. “Callie, he needs to know like everyone else here.” He replies calmly. “Apparently according to his detailed description he looked a lot like you but with black hair and blue eyes. You even have his dress sense.” He adds.

Belle softly said, sounding slightly unsure while trying the unfamiliar name. Cassey immediately grinned. “That’s better,” she approvingly replied. “Come on, Dad and Darvid are waiting for us.” She casually slipped the concealer back into her bag before standing up. Belle then turned toward her worried driver and smiled warmly. “Thank you for bringing my clothes, Mr. Mac.” Mac instantly beamed proudly. “Anything for our young mistress,” he happily declared. Belle couldn’t help giggling again at his enthusiasm. Soon, the group walked back toward the hallway where Lucas, Darvid, and Director Pakorn were still waiting.

Montiel offer her a position as the leaders of the Black Coral Squad. The Black Coral squad was a group of people trained to be assassins. They had a lot of tasks to do, but one important one was to infiltrate and extract vital survivors. This squad has been famous in the underground organization. I knew Dominique’s grandfather was one of the head leaders of that group. This group was an extension from the organization I worked.

So, we are getting ready to leave for the airport as we speak. I finished loading our bags in the taxi and got inside. Caleb and James, our other group leaders, are from the neighboring packs, and they will also be going home. But, not until next week. Caleb belongs to the Crescent Moon pack, and James belongs to the Blood Moon pack. From the little that I know, all three of our packs are allied, and the three are the most powerful ones there are these days. I closed the door to the taxi and signaled the driver to go.

their views are obscured" said Hanta. Darkstar and I heard talking from above "Rebel, this is Renegade. I heard talking but I don't know it came from" said Renegade, "its Renegade we need to be careful, Darkstar do you still have your flashlight" I whispered. Darkstar was still holding his trusty flashlight ready as Renegade pop his head from above and saw me and Darkstar, Darkstar turned on his flashlight blinding Renegade's eyes. Then Darkstar, myself and our group got on the roof and bolt off. Renegade was blinded "Renegade are you!?" said Rebel with shock, "Damn you Inkcanius!!" Renegade shouted and ran after me and Darkstar. I looked back running to see Renegade catching up just three b

They spread out, surrounded us in a ring of muscle and threat. One lumbered to the front, a hulking Black man with a shaved head and scars crisscrossing his arms as if they were war trophies. His black eyes pierced Rune; a sneering grin split his face. “Well, if it ain’t Carver. Good work, Jax. You nabbed ’em clean.” Rune tensed, incomprehension lining his face. “Malik? You’re… you’re Cincinnati pack. What the hell is this?”