Blood Raven Stealing Novels & Stories

The pressure was so heavy that it could bury us beyond the ground. “I can't let her lose her subconscious!” I roared in my head, my eyes flaring with deep amber as my claws and fangs were growing, “we’re taking her, Raven!” An ear-piercing roar shook my head, cracking the walls of my subconscious, “you're nuts! Russo's mind reading ability is lethal especially when it's loosening.” A wicked smirk tugged on the edge of my lips, dragging Raven's fur and reflexes to dominate my entire body, “I've been operating on borrowed time anyway.”

I raised my hand and threw the hospital receipts straight at his face. “Cole, do you know why there were a few hundred extra dollars in your account? That was the money I got from selling my blood.”

“Murderer! Where’s my sister?!” A girl pushed through the crowd, her face streaked with tears and dust. She grabbed another stone, rage twisting her features. Before she could throw it, someone moved faster. A tall figure stepped between us, his arm coming up just in time to block the blow. The world seemed to still. I looked up, and there he was. Alaric. The Raven King himself. His eyes… deep, stormy gray, locked on mine. His jaw tightened as he turned to glare at the crowd, his presence alone enough to make grown men bow their heads.

I shot back, and he glared at me. “Whatever.” With that, he strode off. My fingers curled into a fist at the sound of the door slamming shut. Even though I knew this wasn't my business, I knew my father too well. If he gave someone something like that, there was definitely a deeper meaning attached to it. Ravenchi will never give anything for free. I looked down at myself. My cock had already softened. Tsk! Colt. Such a cum blocker.

This man had spent the entire meeting insisting Raven meant nothing to him, but he was still willing to give Bloodfang fifteen of his best warriors for three months just to take her body home. Maybe Ironclaw’s burial rites mattered more to him than Raven herself did. No one who speaks about his own mate that way deserved one in the first place, Zedd muttered. For once, I had nothing to argue with him about. I left the meeting room satisfied with the arrangement. Once the agreement was signed, Lucan could take Raven’s body and leave. By tomorrow, fifteen of Ironclaw’s elite warriors would be serving under Bloodfang command for the next three months. The arrangement should have been the last t

STEALING THE HEART OF MY ALPHA Alpha Aeon of the Blood Moon Pack was ready to be the next Alpha of his pack. All he needed was a Luna to stand beside him. Lady Katarina was the perfect Chosen Luna. Everything was set into place until life took a big turn and his fated mate was thrown into his hands. A rogue. The only daughter of the Rogue Alpha. Torn between two females, both in need of his protection. One is bound by the oath of brotherhood, while the other is bound by fate. Will he be able to choose or will he just let life take its course?

Dane “Shit, shit, shit!” Raven panics, frantically searching through the cupboards, pulling out small bottles and tubs, looking for something. “Neah, breathe.” I beg. She was in agony. I could feel it. I could feel her slipping away. She lets out a harrowing gasp. Spluttering blood all over me, just as more blood starts to drip from her nose. “I can’t find it! Where is it?” Raven cries

All the wolves backed off, making way for Helie through some unspoken agreement, and I saw Cillian lying on his side, panting and bleeding. Cade shifted into his base form and cackled, spitting blood. "You? You are going to be the one to kill me? How pathetic. You aren't capable. You aren't worthy. Send a Liviana—either one. Oh, wait, I dumped the younger one out to fry in the sun—" Helie leaped on Cillian Cade's chest and clamped her jaws down on his throat—and ripped. Chunks of the Hazel Coast Beta flew everywhere. Gemma made a strangled noise. I reached forward to squeeze her shoulder reassuringly. She started but squeezed my hand back. Her heart was beating out of control even when Cari

Raven wedged himself against me with his arm, and my fangs pierced his arm. "You can drink from me instead," he said. With a hunger for blood, I didn't hesitate to sink my fangs into his neck. "Ahh!" Raven's scream tore through the room, raw and sharp, but he didn’t push me away. His arms only tightened around me. He allowed me to drink from him.

Raven sought Tony for assistance however like Anna, he had become his face away and acted as if he became now no longer concerned. "Heartless bastard..." "Hurry up and prevent the bleeding, ok!?" Anna yelled and tossed the tissues to Raven. Raven stuck it and wiped his hand and the blood around his nostril. "...Has it stopped?" "Almost." Although there have been several bleeding it quickly stopped. This became because of Raven's unique charter however naturally, Anna had no idea. He frantically opened the window and aired out the room. "What a hated smell... if simplest you have been a vampire, I may want to exterminate you directly..."