Beastboy X Raven Novels & Stories

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.

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

Raven joined in, too, placing her little hands on his leg. Amazingly, the next morning Rowan's leg was completely healed. He was both shocked and overjoyed, and we all knew this was Raven's power. After recovering for a few days, he rallied the surrounding beastkin and organized all the able-bodied fighters. He was going to war with the Wolf King. Before leaving, his kiss landed gently on my forehead. "Lyra, wait for me." He tried to kiss Raven, too, but she dodged away. "Mama just put face powder on my face. You'll kiss it all off."

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.

It took the Raven Prince and his men half an hour to destroy the lab, which his mother built in ten years. It's like a base for Irina, from where she does most of her evil deeds from. All the scientists are killed and the lab is burned down to the ground. The Raven guards took the kids back to their homes. When each kid is being handed over to their parents, the gratitude that was shining brightly in their eyes made everyone's heart swell with pride. They know they did the right thing. They are now more grateful to Raphael than ever. Their loyalty now solely belongs to the Raven Prince, whom they fondly call as 'Boss '.

She spun around quickly, crossing her arms protectively over her exposed chest. “I…I’m sorry…I got worried—I’m sorry,” Evan apologized. “Wow,” He repeated under his breath. He ran a shaky hand through his thick, dark hair. “The Beast isn’t so much of a beast, now is she?” Kat heard the comment and immediately regained her composure. With one arm still over her breasts, she turned back to face him. “Is that so?” She bared her teeth at him before she pushed the door—along with him—closed. “And stay out!” She yelled through the door.

Bellamy yelled. But before the guards could pull their triggers, Ravena threw her hand flat toward us. She didn't call on a wolf's strength. She unleashed a massive, concussive wave of dark purple energy that ripped through the tunnel. The blast hit Marcus and Jace squarely in the chest, throwing their massive frames backward into the brick walls with a sickening crunch. Their rifles splashed into the water, useless.

My wolf howled, not in rage but in fear—ancient, instinctive fear of being used. Kai wrapped his arms around me fully now, pulling me against his chest. His scent flooded my senses—cool night air, rain-soaked stone, calm. “Listen to me,” he whispered urgently. “Forget them for a second. Just me. Match my breathing.” I clung to him, fingers fisting in his shirt as my body trembled. In. Out. In— Another violent tug ripped through the bond, and this time it felt like something gave. Pain exploded behind my eyes. Ares shouted my name. Finn’s voice cracked. Gunner surged forward despite the wards, fury breaking free at last.