Beastboy X Raven Novels & Stories

Then they looked at Rowan. Rowan stood tall, but he was no longer the terrifying dragon of ink and bone. He was a man again, though "man" felt like too small a word. His violet hoodie was shredded, revealing the bronze scars that mapped his chest and arms. His eyes were still the color of a stormy sunset. To the crowd, he was still the Beast. He was the monster who had swallowed the Author. He was the thing they had been taught to fear since the world first broke.

A Comedic Misadventure The revelation of their mirrored emotions towards Raven had left the twins with a shared sense of purpose. This new discovery, a confluence of feelings that were both intense and unprecedented, spurred them into action. Determined to unravel the enigma that Raven presented and to understand their simultaneous connection to her, the duo resolved to make her acquaintance together. After all, their combined strengths had always made them a force to be reckoned with. Little did they anticipate that the very coordination that made them so formidable would now be their undoing.

Through the rips in reality, I caught glimpses of somewhere else - a place of eternal darkness that oozed nothing but terror. Then she stepped through. Raven. Raven had changed since our encounter at Blake's house months ago. Her ebony skin now bore intricate blood-red tattoos that covered every visible inch of her body. They weren't just markings - they were moving, shifting patterns that pulsed with their own malevolent light. Her crimson eyes burned with power that made the air around her shimmer like heat waves. When she moved, reality bent slightly, as if the world itself was afraid of her presence. Even Dante stepped back, recognition and something like fear flickering across his ancie

“Ha. Really, man, you think they would choose the orphaned son of a whore and a rogue as the Amory? No, he will have to be chosen from better stock than me. We have never had a female Amory, maybe history is about to be made.” “Maybe it is me,” Raven says, coming out of the girls’ locker room while she tackles Bram. They have always had an interesting relationship. Not quite siblings, but so much more than friends. “God help us,” I mumble. But seriously, Raven is too emotional for that kind of responsibility. “I heard that, and you will pay,” Raven says as she jumps on my back, and we all start laughing. Ryeleigh turns to us back in her ceremonial dress, shocked.

My Beast was the largest of them all, and she quickly ran back to Raphael. Dad held her hand and walked her forward, encouraging her to touch me. She softly ran her hand over my black leathery skin, her touch gentle and curious, as my beast breathed heavily, its chest rising and falling with each breath. "Easy Raven, she meant no harm," Dad said to me, his voice soothing and calm. Niklaus and the rest shifted back, but I remained as I was, my beastly form still radiating power, I lowered my head to her level, our eyes locking in a tender moment. We were face to face, and I could sense her wonder and awe. "You, my friend, are the most beautiful and fearful beast, I have ever seen in my life,"

Energy pulsed and wavered into the space between us. “I will find your sister and see if she is worth saving,” I let him know. Beckham convulsed and then suddenly went still. The darkness retreated dragging with it a phantom of dim dark shapeless light, as it returned to my feet and deposited it there, immobile. I turned to Wyatt, “The first installment of our vow,” I said. The Beast growled in approval from within the confines of Wyatt’s body, his skin bristled as he pushed back with the urge to shift.

Nevea grinned at Raven. Raven was human too. They bonded during their time in the academy. Like her, Raven had a hard time adjusting to the intense pressure to kill for life. Nevea remembered that both of them froze on the spot during their first kill and then dropped to the ground to cry. As time passed and seasons changed, they grew braver. However, Raven was softer-hearted than her. That was why Nevea was drawn to him. The kindness in him made her want to be infected by it. With Raven, she felt that the angel had not left her side.

A mammoth of strength and wickedness that opened the bullet of his large jaws to bellow waves of rage toward me as I sprinted to meet him, slapping his disciples out of the way like they were all but flies in my salad. Thoughts of my best friend, the golden fuzz of his hair, the way he always had a comeback and a half ready for every affront, and the gleam of his brilliant smile that I would never see again swirled in my head as I jumped, flying over the heads of the beast’s minions. I stifled a grunt as I landed heavily on my hind legs, shaking myself out as the boy circled me, the silence now absolute, save for our loud, frenzied breathing.

I let out a small breath I had been holding and debate whether or not to mind link Maddox. If there’s a chance Maddox is apart of this then he won’t save me and instead would make things worse. But… I don’t think he’s apart of this anymore. And now that Sebastian’s gone, I wonder if Maddox is the only one I can truly trust. Suddenly, Raven’s face pops in front of the crack of the crawl space. Her eyes are a pitch black with red sparks throughout them and she gives a wicked smile as she says, “Boo.”

the driver asked. “In the Light Bar,” Aisha responded. She thinks she might go to the bar and need a drink to forget what happened a while ago. “I will fucking kill that girl with your husband, Aisha! I will fucking kill her! How are they making you cry, and that asshole! How dare he hurts you?!” Kai—her wolf, was understandably more aggressive than usual. Aisha held onto her chest; she could still hear the loud beating of her heart; Kai was about to go and take over her body, “Calm down, Kai. I settled that already; keep quiet,”