10 Raven Novels & Stories

Raven's eyes sweep over me, slow and appraising, before their lips curl into a knowing smile. "Oh, honey," they purr, clapping their hands together. "This is going to be fun." Raven practically vibrates with excitement, their eyes sweeping over me like I'm a couture gown they can't wait to tailor. Neon lights reflect off their sequined jumpsuit, throwing glimmers of purple and silver across their dark skin. I shift under their gaze, suddenly hyper-aware of how ordinary I must look compared to the dazzling explosion of colour around me. But Raven doesn't seem to mind. They take a step closer, eyes glinting.

Raven sounded a little confused, and still looked embarrassed. Heather put her book on the table and pushed it in front of Raven. There was a small picture on the front, just like most of Raven's Braille books. The picture looked like a little blonde girl wearing a homemade Superman -- Supergirl, I suppose -- costume. The title was Robin's Great Adventures. At the bottom of the picture I could barely make out the words "A story by", then in larger letters "Raven Tipton".

“I want immunity.” I scoffed. “You attacked my mate with chemical weapons. You’re not getting immunity.” “Do you want to know who I work for or not?” Raven challenged. Darren held up a hand, silencing us both. “Start talking. Then we’ll discuss terms.” Raven seemed to consider this, then shrugged. “Fine. I work for the humans.” The room went still. Even Darren, despite his calm facade, stiffened in his chair. “Which humans?” he finally asked, his voice low.

Mine is dying, not slowly, but fast. Raven paused for a few seconds, her gaze fixated on the shot glass in front of her . "No one should here this, not in this manner," she said, looking back up at me. "Exactly, Raven," I said, grabbing her shoulder. "But if it dies finally, no one would be able to hide it--" "Let's be positive, Rowen. First off, your wolf wont die. Second--"

“It’s not about inflicting pain for me, it’s about control, meeting his needs to be dominated, and having his complete trust. That there is pain involved, is Shadow’s choice. You might just like to be controlled Raven, and that is fine. This is about discovering what you want, what makes you free.” “Humiliation and respect, freedom and controlled,” Raven pointed out. She laughed. “So, let’s start gentle. A tickler,” she withdrew from the drawers something that looked like a small feather duster. “And a wartenberg wheel, and, of course, ice.” She retrieved a glass of ice that she had placed in the shelves.

“I just... I keep hearing Raven’s mean voice playing over and over again on a loop inside my head, Riley. I can't stop thinking about all the scary things she said to me in the kitchen. She talked about how wild and dangerous these long road runs get. She told me that a soft civilian girl like me simply isn't built to survive this heavy motorcycle life.” Riley let out a long, slow sigh and walked into the room, shaking her head. “Raven is just incredibly bitter and angry, Tessa. She wanted to wear that exact property patch on her back for three long years. She desperately wanted the crown of this club. But you are the one who already has the crown, whether your mind fully realizes it right n

Raven DeLuca said and tilted his head. He's always impatient. For me, Raven is the most troublesome member of Nexus. He kills people for enjoyment. He enjoys killing people; he's often called "Nexus’ psychopath" by other underground organizations. For him, seeing the blood of the people he kills is entertaining. He also often disobeys his role in operations, which is why our new leader, Liham Candreva, keeps a close eye on him. He's not an official member but he became the leader because of his capabilities. He knows how to handle all of us.

She’s kinda shameless who doesn’t care about what people will think about heras long as she gets to be herself. Robin is friendly, outgoing and highly energetic. She has made friends the first day she met everybody. Eventually, her interesting personality and good social skills also helped her win Raven’s trust as well. Raven is just two years older than Robin which makes her sixteen years old. In the human world, people will think that’s too young for her to be having jobs like this, but this is how it is when you were born omega at birth. Raven is lucky enough that she doesn’t have an omega blood. She could never imagine what her life would be if she was abandoned by her parents and also c

“Raveen's Lavina. Lavina was only Raveen's" []

One of the vampires had to have some, but would they give it to me? Then, I heard a tutting from behind me. “Rule one of plotting murder,” Raven said. “Don’t, especially if you’re doomed to fail. The second is don’t be so obvious about it.” I turned to look at her. She looked like she’d just taken a shower. Her eyes glowed with a soft red light. She was wearing another pair of tight leather pants and a camisole shirt under an embellished black corset. She looked as if she had rested and her eyes had a soft glow to them.