10 Raven Novels & Stories

“Raven who? Man, she's bold, picking a fight at a Madrigal family's party. They're all getting tossed out for sure." “You don't know Raven? She's the one who took gold at nationals, both a shooting champion and a race car driver. Didn't think she'd show up here. Looks even better in person, honestly." “What about the one in pink? Never seen her before, and that outfit's straight out of a vintage catalog."

“Never going to happen.” Just as I’m about to turn away, Raquel grabs me by the upper arm. My shirt’s sleeve rides up an inch, exposing the bottom portion of my old tattoo. She frowns, a flicker of recognition flashing across her eyes. She doesn’t let me escape, moving so swiftly that I have no time to react. She pushes my sleeve up to expose the entire composition: a raven with red feathers and an arrow in its black beak. Her mouth falls open. “You’re a Red Raven.”

“You look different without the gala makeup. Just as stunning, though.” “Thank you.” Raven pulled out my chair, his hand lingering at the small of my back as I sat. Minerva’s lips twitched—forced smile. I pretended not to notice, scanning the menu instead. Smoked salmon—yes. “Anything else?” Raven murmured, his thumb brushing my hip. “We should order takeout for the kids,” I reminded him. Dane’s brows shot up. “You have kids?” Raven smirked. “Ten, actually.”

Raven black hair tumbled over tan shoulders, stopping only when it reached his torso. He had eyes of truest amber and they were so cold, Aerona shivered. Her eyes trailed along the elegant lines of his face and she found that she couldn’t draw her gaze away from him.

Jacob reassured him confidently. "Half of the men you appointed for this mission are already dead," Raven pointed out skeptically. "I don't trust you, Jacob. Remember, I was the one who revived you. You serve me, and if you fail to deliver what I want, I will not hesitate to kill you." Jacob's eyes flashed with a murderous intent but quickly returned to a calm demeanor. He nodded in acknowledgment. Raven then left the room, and unfortunately, Rick had to move away swiftly to avoid being caught spying on their conversation so that I couldn't get a clear view of Raven's

I relaxed and let the first tear fall. ”Yes, it’s a girl,” He said with a shallow smile. ~Amber~ ”How much longer?” I asked and tapped away with my foot on the floor of the car. ”Not more than an hour,” Raven said as she drove like a formula 1 driver. On the roads where there was traffic she was more conscious. She didn't feel like drugging a cop with her vamp blood and controlling their minds but as soon as the traffic eased up, Raven pressed on the gas.

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However, she will require evidence that she can trust us. Then, Xander concluded, "we go to her." "I'll take care of the delivery with Julien. The others remain here and keep an eye on things. With painstaking precision, the plan was put into motion to meet Rachel Monroe in London. In order to blend in with the busy metropolis and negotiate its congested streets, Julien and Xander adopted new identities. Rachel consented to meet them in a quiet area of the city at a covert café. In her forties, she was a smart, no-nonsense woman whose piercing eyes betrayed her high intelligence.

Tracy suddenly flash back to Raven. T.B.C