Apple X Raven Novels & Stories

She let her power flow from her as she growled at me. That’s when I realised, I had kept eye contact and not said anything or let myself known to my Alpha. Dylan growled and tried to force his way past her. I held up my hands as she stayed trying to block him from what she saw as a threat. “Alpha, nice to see you again, I apologise for not announcing myself. You must be Raven; I’ve heard a lot of great things about you and not all false I see!” I stated as I slowly made my way forward.

“I’ll call you once I’m off.” I nodded and turned to walk away. “Do you mind if I walk you down? Just until you get a cab,” the guy asked behind me. “If you want to,” I said, not bothering to look back. We walked down the quiet street together. The city felt different at night still and quiet. “I’m Ian,” he said. “I’m Evelyn. But everyone calls me Eve,” I answered flatly. “Nice. You’re new around here?” “Obviously,” I muttered, not wanting to give too much information.

It also invited them. She felt the shift before she saw him. A ripple through the crowd. Warriors stiffening. Voices lowering. Then he stepped forward. The Alpha of Raven's pack. Tall, broad-shouldered, silver threaded through his dark hair despite his relative youth. His presence was sharp in a different way than Rex’s less controlled, more performative. A smile played at his mouth as he looked up toward the tier where she stood. Not at Rex. At her. “Well,” he called, voice carrying easily through the stone and steel. “So the rumors are true.”

he said, “We found someone on the border of Mars Pack.” “An intruder?” I asked, folding my hands behind my back. “Not just any intruder,” he continued. “Raven Cross, Frank Cross’s first daughter. She’s requesting an audience with you.” A beat of silence passed as the name made my blood burn. “Raven Cross?” I asked/ “She claims she wants to sever ties with Mars Pack,” he explained, the doubt dripping from his words. “She says she wants to pledge her loyalty to you, Alpha.”

It cracked me up because I wasn’t expecting that. This is MAGIC from his little Raven. Will love to have a Mini Raven soon.

Raven said, looking at her phone and didn't even wait for her sister's reply before she ran off. "Ugh! What's wrong with her these days? Now I have to stand here and wait," Sasha said. ~ Raven walked into the school's library. A tall silhouette stood holding a book in his hand. His muscles bulged through his school shirt and he was quite over six feet. Raven smiled at him even though he didn't see her and called: "My monkey man!" she almost screamed, and he turned around with a surprised look on his face. She ran towards him—at first it was a sprint, then it turned to a mad dash. Then she leapt into his arms and he caught her mid-air.

Alex growls beside me. Raven's eyes gleam with malice as she tilts her head slightly, her lips curling into a slow, predatory smile. "Ah, Alpha-heir," she purrs, her voice dripping with sickly sweetness. "It sure is good to see you again. A shame my men couldn't bring you to me earlier. We would have had one hell of a time.” She tssks, her eyes moving over Alex's form as if appraising a prize, a sickening smile curving at her lips before meeting his gaze again.

ZAYN Anxiety gnawed at my gut like a festering wound as I stared at my reflection, transfixed by the haunted eyes staring back. I couldn't tear my gaze away, fearing that if I looked away, I'd lose my grip on reality. For the first time in my life, the thought of stepping out of my room filled me with dread. Beyond the safety of these walls, the compound was crawling with guests – alphas, betas of esteemed packs, all gathered to celebrate my birthday and, more importantly, my mate-finding.

That's one charm of mine. "Here" said the other girl, getting a black bag she'd come with "we got you some apples" I really don't like apples but I collected the bag cheerfully "Thanks" I said and kept it at the top of the drawer. I'd share them to the others when they leave.

Alpha Kayden - POV The autopsy report Harris brought in arrived late, and I read through it in the library while he called someone to fix the shattered window. The findings were disturbing: Raven was indeed a werewolf, but her heart contained a dark core—an intensity unlike anything we’d seen before. It was similar to the aura we found in the abandoned Night Angel pack building, yet this one was stronger, darker. The report went on to say that Raven’s transformation began in childhood, fueled by an herb called Henbane, a plant that only grows in the desolate lands. Henbane, they said, hadn’t been active for decades, not since Raven was imprisoned. I set the report aside, my thoughts swirling