Miss Kitty Black Ink Crew Novels & Stories

Thirty minutes slipped by and Alpha Baron who was sitting on my left, commented. "Looks like he's running late" he said, but no one said anything. Just then, we heard the sound of footsteps. Everyone looked up and the tension doubled. Killian Black had just arrived with his Beta and Gamma. They all had a circular tattoo on the side of their necks which was half covered by the collar of their shirts. There was nothing abnormal about Killian. His aura radiated no darkness of any sort. He was just as tall and muscular as I was. Dark brown hair in a quiff, brown eyes and a moustache. He had a smile on his face. For reasons unknown to me, that smile of his, made my skin crawl. A tall blonde walke

“Rest. You’ll need your strength for the Blackmoor board meeting.” I watched the door click shut and immediately moved to my desk. I grabbed my charcoal pencils and my sketching tablet. My mind wasn't on pack wars or mating bonds—it was on the sharp lines of hockey jerseys and the branding of the Blackmoor Wolves. I sketched until my fingers went numb, pouring every ounce of the betrayal I felt into the aggressive, dark designs of the team’s new armor. The portfolio was finished within the week. I sent it to Apex Syndicate, the elite design firm that handled the visual identity of the Mafia-league hockey teams.

Girls in leather jackets and crop tops stood beside them, cheering as another bike tore past. He climbed down, and I hesitated before opening the door and joining him. He grabbed my wrist and pulled me through the sea of people. "Blackwood." A very large guy covered in tattoos stopped us. I’m feeling very nauseous right now. "Thought you retired. Nice to see you, kid." "You too, Mitch." They shook hands while I leaned in closer to Killian. A bright red sports car rolled to a stop in front of us. The driver climbed out, tossing his keys into the air.

Forty minutes later, Malachi’s Navigator stopped in the driveway and he walked into the kitchen toward the table where we all sat. He slapped me on the back and sat down. Kiran poured him a drink and put the bottle down in front of him next to the glass. “This is the team. This is Joshua or Romeo, Nick or Cinderella, Nataly or Rambo, Nicole the newbie, Charlie or Blue. Those are their code names. Kade Kominiski works from Detroit and I have no idea why is with them. Out of all of them, Charlie’s the king with a sniper rifle. Nick is very good at being where you don’t expect him to be. Nataly can fight and with a knife in her hands, she’s lethal. Joshua is big and strong but you can walk righ

Patrick let go of me and smiled and nodded as he walked back over to Colton. "We have offered Kitty pack membership and she has agreed. As most of you know, it is very fortunate and lucky for a werewolf pack to have a witch. The Moon Goddess has blessed us with Kitty and we should be grateful. We should treat her as the treasure that she is." Colton paused and looked at me. I smiled and nodded and he continued on. "Are there any questions or comments at this time?" he asked and suddenly there were hands in the air all over the place.

Catalina, I'd really like to be part of your pack," Destiny stated. Alexis responded with "Me too." Catalina said, "It's an honor to welcome both of you to The Black Vendetta Pack”. The girls bowed and then looked up as Catalina shook each of their hands. As the door suddenly opened, they pulled their hands away from each other. As the door opened, Cynthia walked in with clothes and shoes. "These are from the Alpha, Luna, for the ceremony," Cynthia explained, approaching the cell to hand them to Catalina.

Just like him, his wolf was also black. “Hey,” he said, his bushy brows furrowing as he spoke. King returned his greeting, exchanging greetings with the rest of his friends as well before taking a seat next to Articus. “I’m sorry I’m late,” he apologized once again. “It’s not a big deal. We weren’t really talking about anything before you showed up,” Articus said, waving off his apology. “Yeah, nothing to worry about,” Blake reiterated. Blake Bennett was the alpha of the Yellow Cicada pack. He had auburn hair and hazel eyes. He was six foot three and very easygoing. His wolf was a red wolf.

“I’m tempted to just leave him asleep, but we don’t want him to jerk awake and ruin the ink.” Izzy and Kimi laughed at the image of a permanent mistake on Matty’s chest. Kimi calmed herself first, and landed a hard slap across Matty’s face. “The fuck!” he swore and jerked up. “What’s going on?” “Time to pay up, cousin,” Kimi said. “I made it easy for you, and brought the tattoo artist to you.” Izzy had set her bag down, and was rummaging through it for some tools. She pulled out a tray, and started laying her tools on it. “I brought a few colors, but most people prefer black for scripts,” she explained.

Black Mind! I immediately regret not listening to Katty the first day she said Draven King and his crew where not to be messed with!. Coles eyes drifts toward us... Katty to be specific more like studying her, he motions for Draven and his eyes meets mine! he has a muderous energy even without my eyes meeting his " we need to go" I whisper to Kim trying not to tie gazes with the devil "come on" Katty slides me away as we walk faster in our tracks

She fidgeted in her seat, her eyes darting anxiously to the entrance each time someone walked in, her heart leaping with false hope again and again. Until finally—A man in a tailored business suit entered. “I’m sorry for the delay,” he said, approaching the officers. “The boss is currently in a meeting. I was sent as his representative.” Belle looked up. Her heart sank. It wasn’t him. “This is the CEO’s black card,” the manager explained eagerly, showing it to the man. “We recognize it anywhere. Only a few people in the country own one. Yet today, it was used by… her.” His tone carried thinly veiled disdain.