Craven From Blood And Ash Novels & Stories

I put my hands over his and held them there and felt his breathing, which was not even, and waited for it to even out. Behind him Levi appeared in the door frame. He looked at me. I looked at him. “Both sides are fine,” I said. He closed his eyes for a second. Then he opened them and looked at Crane in the front seat and his expression did the shift, the one from the soft thing to the other thing, and he said: “Get out of the car.” “Levi,” I said. “Get out of the car,” he said again. Quiet and total. Crane got out.

“I hated that damn place.” Raven nodded. “Carlos had me break into a house on Cannel Street, down by the docks. I didn’t know it but the Russian Bratva’s accountant lived there. He wanted me to steal some flash drives in the safe. I got the flash drives but I also found evidence of what they were. I knew if I took them back to Carlos he would make us both disappear, so I did what Carlos didn’t expect. I took the drives and came back to the house to get you. I watched the house and saw Carlos and his friends celebrating in the garage. I could hear everything they said.” Tears rolled down her face as she recalled the past. Her brother shook his head sadly.

I followed my ruined corpse all the way to the mass grave. My limbs were twisted at unnatural angles, my body covered in crisscrossing bruises, my face drained of every drop of color—like a weed that had been stomped flat by a hundred boots. Soon, a pack of mangy stray dogs caught the scent of fresh meat. Their eyes glowed hungry and green in the darkness as they circled in. At first, they just tugged at the edges of my clothes. Then one bolder mutt sank its teeth into my calf and ripped off a chunk of flesh.

The entire place smelled like smoke, oil, and blood. Actual blood. My breathing caught painfully in my throat. Oh my God. “Look at the camera, pretty girl.” A hand suddenly grabbed my hair and yanked my head back so hard pain shot through my scalp. I cried out immediately as a phone flashlight was shoved directly into my face, the brightness making tears instantly gather in my eyes. The man holding the phone smirked while angling the camera toward me. “Ravens,” he said. “We got your girl.” Confusion hit me through the fear.

Tears rolled down my cheeks, I was not only scared for myself that I had handed my heart over to this man, I was also scared for his people, I needed to know what inspired such hatred to murder his people. “You want to know the truth? I will tell you.” He strolled from the throne towards me, “The world I told that was built by me and my two friends, these people are the descendants. We made a blood covenant that whichever one of us dies first, our power should be given to the next who was alive to maintain the balance of the park for greater good. Their fathers saw us as a threat and opted to end our lives. For each one they killed, their powers were absorbed into my blood, the same blood I

Xavier furrowed his brows. "Brother?" "Yes, he had a younger brother who was murdered by someone. Ashton loved him too much and his sudden death left a huge impact on his mind. He was emotionally broken and that's how he came into the dark world. Do you know that Ashton Finn is famous as the Blood King in the underworld because he loves to shed blood of his enemies? He tortures his enemy in the most brutal and vicious way that anyone could ever imagine. He is a bloodthirsty beast but what I am worried about that why is he after you?", Albert told Xavier in a serious tone. Xavier frowned.

If she didn't show up that place, I wonder what would have been our fate and she wouldn't have been dead. I looked at Kraven. His eyes weren’t pleading, weren’t even demanding. They were steady, burning like a man who had already resigned himself to the storm. If I walked away now, he wouldn’t beg. He’d let me go. That was the kind of man he was—broken, brutal, but never a coward. And yet… this wasn’t about cowardice. This was about love. About loyalty. About bloodlines and the betrayals that had carved us into pieces.

Her hands trembled slightly, the strain of sensing the corrupted magic overwhelming. Suddenly, a guttural roar shattered the silence, echoing through the ravine. Ashton drew his sword in one fluid motion, signaling the trackers to spread out defensively. From the shadows emerged a creature, massive and grotesque—a warped beast of twisted fur and burning red eyes, its limbs jagged with bone-like spikes. Its maw dripped with black ichor, a corrupted wolf spawn tainted by Malrik's dark magic. "Get back!" Ashton shouted, stepping in front of Ava as the beast lunged.

"I will not let you hurt my kind for revenge, Craven. We will find the ones who did this, and we will have our revenge together." Craven's eyes showed violence. "You wolves are all the same," he said. "You think too much, and you wait too much." His teeth were tight as he spoke. "If you will not avenge her, then I will. I will kill them all, and I will tear them apart with my claws and leave them in ruins." Draven stepped forward, and his black fur moved as his power came out. "You will have to go through me first," he said, and his voice was like a storm. "I will not let you destroy everything that we have built and everything that we have planned for your foolishness."

Watching himself die was one thing, but watching the mage drink from Nova's hand was something else entirely. The scene rewound, following the mage through the portal. On the other side was Riven Ashbane in his war room. The dark mage held out the vial of Nova's blood. Ashbane took it, lifting it slowly to his nose. His eyes darkened with something foul.The scene fast forwarded, and the mage re-opened the portal to the clearing. Both he and Riven exited. Crimson streaks still stained the ground, Nova's silver blood turning red. Riven crouched low, dipped a finger into the blood, and tasted it. Then he shifted into his massive wolf form and sprinted into the darkness.