Ink Sans Human Novels & Stories

I screeched "I know you will but please stop sending me mind links when I go talk to a human, they stare at me weird" "Since when do you care, " I asked "Since now, the parents are not at home when I got there but that guy you talked to earlier, I can see it in his ey a that he is desperate to get his sister back home, you can use him to your advantage for now," he told me "Humans can't be trusted" I remind him

Light-POV Three days. Three whole days since i last saw Kevin. Three days since Michel insulted him in the pack house. He used to call almost every day. But now, not even a single text. I tried to confront Michel that day but it was all in vain. As long as my father doesn't tell him to behave, he runs his mouth like he own this place. But it was not just him. Some of the pack members have been too annoyed with me lately. And from the biggest gossip in our pack, Noah, i have figured out that it was because the moon goddess has matched me with a human.

told Kendra to summon the gods so that he could apologize for the War he created and take his punishment. Kendra believed him and summoned all the gods except the moon goddesses, since he did not have to apologize to her. Rafael then proceeded with his apology and near the end he wanted to kiss the god of death hand as a last apology ,but he ended up sinking his fangs into the gods wrist. The god of death were the vampires creator, so when Rafael killed the god, the entire vampire race turned to ash. the rest of the gods and goddesses were so shocked at how it was so each for the vampires to kill their master, so to prevent anyone else from killing their master, the gods took away the gifts

And at the center of it all, undefeated, untouchable, was Kane Shawn. Standing at 6'5", with a body carved from years of brutal discipline, he was a titan among men. His blonde curls were damp with sweat, sticking to his forehead as he rolled his shoulders, his enormous arms flexing with ease. His skin glistened under the dim lights, his six-pack rippling with every movement. But it was his face that truly set him apart a masterpiece of sharp lines and perfect imperfections. His light blue eyes had the power to pierce through a man's soul, making even the most confident opponents hesitate. His lips, full and sinful, often twisted into a smirk that made women weak and men envious.

My head warrior, Thane, can’t do much without our presence. “No idea.” Kane plucks a phone from his pocket. “Do you want to speak to him?” He stretches that thing toward my face. My nose scrunches. “Do it yourselves.” He beams warmly. “When do you intend to start using a phone?” Rubbing my chin hair, I look away from my beta. “I hate humans and everything they invent.” “But they are quite useful. They invented our ships, computers, cameras, and a lot more. Let’s not deny these things make lives easy for the packs.”