The Ink Black Heart Novels & Stories

“You will become like them—lost, mad, consumed by the Heart. It will tear you apart.” Elena gritted her teeth, summoning every ounce of strength she had left. “I won’t let it. I won’t become like them.” She focused, trying to push through the darkness in her mind. She had to stay strong. She couldn’t let the Heart win. Her body trembled as she fought to keep control, but the Heart continued to thrum against her chest, its power becoming more intense with each passing second. The whispers grew louder, urging her to give in, to embrace the darkness.

It was like a poker game. Once I took the seat, dad broke the silence, "speak up, young man. What brings you to our home, and.." Before dad finished speaking, mom rubbed dad's arm that he'd laid on her shoulder. That way, dad posed, and mom nodded to Anthony. As soon as words left Anthony's lips, my heart skipped a beat, not once but nearly thrice. I could no longer feel my heartbeat. I became emotionless and motionless like a statue. Darkness grew in the room. My body became colder and colder. I could see Anthony's lips moving but couldn't get his words. Suddenly, darkness engulfed my eyes and world.

"I hate these Lycans!" "Yet we love you guys." The nurse replied sarcastically. To add to the drama, the entrance door creaked again as a few extra footsteps approached and in seconds, my sister(Ivanka), and beta Kelvin, dragged an unconscious tattooed lady along with them. They stopped midway as they stared in shock on what was happening. "What is going on?" Ivanka asked with so much anger that took everyone by surprise. "N-nothi…" One of the betas almost said, intuitively.

It was painted in Gold, white, and a little touch of black. The place gave me chills, especially with the men in black lurking around with guns. There were trees planted inside the compound, so it had lots of leaves on the ground and some flying up in the sky. 'Whatever this place is.. I know it holds more than what the eyes meet.' I thought to myself. Amelia and I held hands and followed Maverick from behind. Sadly, we were directed to go to the back of the building, not inside. I was so eager to see what was inside.

A black card Lydia sat up fast. “What the hell is this?” Vanessa smirked. “A gift.” “From who?” “From Ethan. He knew you’d refuse if he gave it to you directly, so...he gave it to me.” Lydia stared. “He gave you his black card?” “To help his girl get ready for the gala. His words, not mine.” Vanessa grinned. “And I’m not about to waste the opportunity. So get your ass up. We’re about to find you the kind of dress that makes Alpha daughters cry.”

Cassian bowed his head, forehead nearly touching mine. “Then do it.” Damien roared from the archway. “No!” Too late. My blood sank through Cassian’s shirt. Into silver light. Into the Heart. Into him. The world turned white. For one endless second, I felt everything. Cassian’s chains. His screams under Black Hollow. His sister’s betrayal. Damien’s blade. The Heart forced into his chest. Twenty-one years of darkness. Twenty-one years of not dying. Twenty-one years of waiting without knowing whether anyone would ever come.

But even that reminder doesn’t stop my mind from flashing images of him behind my closed eyelids. The roots that are inked all over his groin, stems growing over his stomach, until they bloom into different colored flowers on his chest that I’ve felt his heart racing in. Black and white snakes, their bodies tangling down one thigh while a night sky, with a blood red moon and black birds in flight play out on the other. His neck, that ink that’s been bitten between my teeth, with feathers spread on both sides, a colorful dragon breathing bright orange-reddish fire on the front, coming up till just under his chin. And his back, that my nails have sunken into, scratched, grabbed for mercy, cove

******* Inside the Heart Darkness, Weightless and endless. Alessia floated in a vast void of red and black light. Her body felt both her own and foreign. The pulsing rhythm around her matched her heartbeat — or perhaps she was matching it. Whispers drifted through the dark, soft and ancient. You are the lock, The bloodline is the key., The gate opens through you. Alessia's breath shuddered. "I'm not your lock… I'm not your vessel. " You awakened me. You carry my pulse now. You are the Heart.

She should have spoken, and they both knew it. Kayden’s voice broke the brief silence again. “Anyway, how did you get involved with this Raven group? I’ve heard of them, but I don’t really know what they are.” Even I leaned forward, curious and uneasy. “They attacked my soldiers at the ruins,of night angel pack resiendence ” Alpha Damon said, his voice rough with frustration. “They took the black heart that was beating in the glass case. One of my men saw them—red eyes with a golden hue, moving with the speed of vampires. That’s how we knew it was the Ravens.”

No big declarations or dramatic confessions. Just the soothing sounds of the house and the gentle rhythm of two hearts learning to be soft again. ---