Beastboy X Raven Novels & Stories

"Yeah, you know what? Become invisible. Leave me alone to fight the beast.” Raven shook her head. “Nah, that's not a good idea. You are still recovering from your wounds. You can't do this by yourself.” "I am tired of being weak. That's exactly why I left Gold Crest. I'm tired of you seeing me as less than what I used to be.” "This is not the time to worry about what I feel. Let us work together to handle this situation." "We'll still work together. Stay invisible while I fight the beast, and you can appear and take it by surprise if I need help."

“Okay… well, I called to tell you Raven got her wolf.” My eyes snapped open. “Wait what?” I said in shock, happy. Travis kept going, his hands sliding up my sides, his lips moving lower, just above my chest now. “She shifted,” Mom said, “but she went and attacked her boyfriend. She said he wasn’t her mate and wanted to….” She was saying but my brain was spinning. “Raven has a boyfriend?” I said, voice sharp with surprise. Travis looked up at me, smirking like he was enjoying the chaos he was causing.

It was there, but it was faint, almost as faint as his breathing. I heard him suddenly wheeze, trying to intake some air into his lungs, and I quickly looked at him and placed my hand on his face. “Leo? Leo it’s me… it’s Raven”. I wept and sniffled, trying to contain my cries so that he could hear my voice. He wheezed again, and I couldn’t contain the cries any longer as they burst out of my throat, and I placed wet kisses on his forehead. “It’s going to be ok, I promise”. My voice shook. “It will, it will, just hold on a little bit longer for me ok?”. I whispered against his forehead, warming his skin with my lips. I transformed back into my wolf and carefully eased him onto my back, then l

Honestly, he was the silence promoter who was catalysing our relation without making his presence known. "But it's not time to think that you see I am impatient," he said as he pressed his lips on mine. I couldn't help but smile under his kisses. I wouldn't say, my man was a gentleman. He was devil, he was monster, he was cruel but love changes everything. He was my boyfriend. A beautiful beast who cannot be resisted. My boyfriend was a beautiful beast and now he is my husband. A beautiful beast husband and I love calling him that. My boyfriend is a beautiful beast... I mean my husband is the beautiful beast.

Her warriors drew weapons, the metallic slide of steel loud in the stillness. “Shields up! Keep them off the handler!” Raven barked. The first beast lunged from the right, a blur of mottled muscle. Raven met it mid-air, claws raking deep. It shrieked, snapping for her throat, but she twisted, driving her knee into its ribcage and throwing it to the ground. Another was already behind her. Ragnar intercepted, his blade flashing silver as it bit deep into its neck. Black blood sprayed, burning the earth where it fell.

“You think you can stop me with your light? You are the very thing I designed this cage to hold. Every spark you throw at me only serves to charge the lens. You are the fuel for your own destruction.” ​From the shadows of the room, six figures emerged. They were the Raven Guard, but they were no longer human. Their bodies had been grafted into steam-pressurized suits of black iron, their eyes replaced by glowing red lenses. They carried massive hammers that hissed with escaping steam, and their movements were perfectly synchronized, driven by a central clockwork brain. ​“Thorne is fighting your dogs at the gates,” I said, drawing my blade. “And we are going to break your toys right here.”

Raven whispered, steady, her voice carrying the weight of a vow she would never break. Jaxon’s eyes softened just a fraction, the storm within him momentarily held at bay by the truth they shared. The phone buzzed again. Another unknown number. Raven’s stomach sank as she watched Jaxon answer. “Tell me, little sin,” Zane’s voice hissed through the line. “Are you his partner? Or his prisoner?” Raven’s fingers tightened around Jaxon’s, no hesitation, no doubt. She was neither; she was his partner, and together, they would face the shadows closing in.

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

He screams and drops to the floor. “You remember the circle you drew when you were taking my memories,” Raven continues quietly. “You remember the vow you swore when you handed me over to thise monsters.” Her eyes burn silver-blue. “Blood binds both ways.” Raphael claws at his chest. “Raven... please... listen to me...” He coughs again.

One of their most popular videos was playing, though its volume was at the minimum. On it, Eva and Xylo were in their mecha as the two fought against a horde of incoming giant insects. Thousands of giant armored insects with scythe-like segmented legs advanced on the two with relentless fervor. Both of the Ravens’ rifles and shoulder-mounted guns blasted into the chittering swarm and punched through their thick chitinous hides. Bullets pierced through, and their mostly-liquid innards flew out behind them. And although they tore through countless insects, the damage they did hardly mattered. Or rather, all they did was slow down the tide.