Miss Kitty Black Ink Crew Novels & Stories

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.

~Chandra~ I've been dreading today for a week, but there's no avoiding it. My sister creates a portal, and we step through and land on the lands of the BlackPaw pack. A shiver runs up my spine because this could be it for me. If he remembers anything and can point to me, I'm screwed. We are greeted by the Alpha of the back and his Beta. I hang behind my sisters, wanting to interact as little as possible. “Thank you three so much for coming. I'm Alpha Blake, and this is my Beta Eddison.”

The ball was at full swing, everyone dancing and drinking, overjoyed by the crowning of a new alpha. I stood to the corner, just watching. My mother was somewhere in the crowd, flaunting her favourite daughter to everyone. My eyes swept the crowd, searching for something to entertain me when I spotted her. Kira Martin. One of Cassian’s friends. She’d helped him make my life a living hell. I watched her, hatred and anger brewing in my chest as she laughed, throwing her head back. Happy little Kira. No one knew what a little bitch she was. I scoffed and looked away, my gaze landing on the Alpha, Alpha Black. As he took long, powerful strides towards the pulpit, his black suit tailored to perfe

Blake finally held up the name plate off the table a little that read ‘West Regional Alpha’ to help Clinton to remember. “Oh yes. My apologies Alpha. Everyone, please welcome Alpha Chrysalis Blackcrest of the Blackcrest pack. She is replacing her father Alpha Virgil. The Blackcrest pack is also responsible for providing the media technologies for us today.” I decided if he was going to put me in the spotlight I would take advantage.

Nate yelled, as a black liquid began to shoot out from around us. I held Missy to my chest, and Nate held her back. We watched in shock as literally everyone around us got covered in black paint. Except of course, for the witches, who also had the protections. I looked up through the glow and saw four paint cans dangling. I saw Missy looking up too and she gasped in shock. “Motherfucker,” I yelled, growling and ready to charge toward those little dickheads. “Time to announce the winners of Alpha and Luna of the night,” the DJ shouted.

He seemed to not want to waste his precious voice on pointless chatter. "They can come in," he said as he nodded behind me. I heard two sets of footwork behind me before two gentleman sat down at the table with us. One one side was a well distinguished looking man. With forest green eyes and hair that very much seemed to be the same shade of tone I recognized. This man looked like an older version of Casimir. His hair was graying from age. He must be ten years my senior. "This is Alpha Ezekiel Kriska. He's from pack Blackridge," Camren's cool and collected words would introduce us. "This is Beta Matthew of Rabidcrest Pack."

Not because I was sad, but because of how badly it hurt. “I never expected to see you here, Daxxy!” her black hair was pixie cut with jean shorts and a black flowy tank top. I could see her tattoo down her arm. It was a crest moon shaped dream catcher with lines down that ended into shapes of birds. If my education is correct, this should be the Black Hawk Coven. “I never figured I would be down here, but I am on business.” I heard Dax say before I turned around. “This is Ben, Samuel, Duke Jason and Pr-”

Titus Blackwood. Alpha Titus Blackwood of the Venom Fang Pack is mated to my sister, Destinee Shaw. Well, I say sister. Her wolf is the wolf of my twin sister, Selene, the Moon Goddess. So that makes Destinee my sister fucked up, I know. But it makes sense to us.

One look at her and you could tell she was displeased by my reply. "You are from the Western region is that?" I asked. "Yes, Alpha," she bowed slightly, trying to maintain her fragile calm. "Then haven't you heard of the Blackout Pack? Theys seem to possess something that repel and destroy those creatures. Seek help there." She said nothing. Her eyes glued to the floor. "We need your help Alpha," she whispered out, her voice uneven. "Was I speaking gibberish?" I shot back. "I am Alpha Vivian of the Nightcrawlers pack," she hissed, her eyes glaring. "I have been in the Blackout Pack for months now helping them defend their territory."

PENNY POV Christopher Black, maybe the name sounds familiar. The black-haired man's eyes shine in recognition and something more, as if recognized the surname of the wolves. It's no secret that he's involved with the organized crime; the men behind us and the demeanor of the brothers can confirm it, but he doesn't mention it. Yes, he has had some work done with my brother. Well, the three of us wanted to make something new, and my girl also wanted to get a tattoo.