Novel & Cerita Damian And Raven

“Raven. Mia’s right. We came for Raya. Not this.” Damian’s hand hovered near her shoulder, not touching, but close. “Don’t give in to violence. Not now.” Painfully slow, Raven’s fists lowered. Her jaw remained locked, her fire unquenched, but the step forward she’d been poised to take never came. Relief flooded me—thin, fragile, trembling on the edge of collapse. Then came the laugh. Low. Cruel. It unfurled across the night, echoing against the metal walls until it coiled into every shadow.

10:30 𝚙𝚖. *𝙾𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙽𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝙼𝚞𝚛𝚍𝚎𝚛* As Bridgette sped through the rain-drenched streets, her anger burned hot and fierce. The knowledge of her lover's betrayal of her ultimate rival, Natalie Wayne, fueled her fury, and she gripped the steering wheel tightly, her knuckles turning white.

I ran as fast as I can to do my counter-attack. "You can't stop me!" Raven used his force to hit Damian on his head. Damian saw it coming so he manages to find a way to scratch Raven's neck the way he did to him. Raven stumbled and rolled on the ground and he winces in pain. His blood began to splatters on the ground and Damian ran once again to do his final attack to kill him but he saw Raven's face full of blood and his breathing slows down. He looks helpless. " I will let you live but don't ever cross our paths again and tell your father to stop this madness. He's only using you for himself because he's crazy in power!" Damian told me and I heard it all.

“I already told you, Raven I am not giving the throne back to you. I won’t do that.” I moved to stand directly in front of him. “And that meant you should declare war against me. One where you know you are going to kill me?” “You are not going to die. You are being dramatic.” “Dramatic? Really? How exactly am I going—“ “I don’t owe you any loyalty, Raven,” Damian said flatly. I stared at him. “What was I expecting? I don’t even know why we are arguing about this. Because now I remember we hate each other. Goodnight, Damien.”

Her heartbeat was fast and the pain was strong yet again with the memories of him with other girls. "I was just talking to Raven," Roman replied, "Is that so, you two know each other?" Damien replied and Raven couldn't pick any emotion in his voice. She carried on chopping her ingredients. "Yeah, we met outside at night," Roman replied. "Are you done talking to her?" Damien asked. "Not quite but we can carry this on another time," Roman replied. Before he left Roman walked up to her, and Raven was caught off-guard, his scent was really good and he was way more handsome up close.

A slow, eerie smile crept across his lips. "I cannot wait to watch you all burn." Damien cracked his knuckles, his eyes burning with unfiltered rage. "It’s time to kill this asshole," he said, his voice dark and unforgiving. He turned to Raven, his grip on Ryan’s collar tightening. "Do you want to do the honors together?" Raven tilted her head, considering. Then a slow, chilling smile spread across her lips. "I say instead of killing him, we make him suffer first. We make it last longer."

I laugh softly, thinking about how much I enjoy running my fingers through Ryder’s thick black hair when he lays his head on my chest to worship my belly. “I’m very glad to see you and Ryder together, not only is he a good mate, but he’s a good man. I have a feeling he’ll surprise us all; our mates are meant to be our equal and keep us balanced,” Dad stands and holds his hand out for me once he finishes putting my sandals on. “Raven is stronger, look at who her mates are,” I mention, leaving who her mates are vague, not knowing if he knew about Jonathan being hers.

Mark snapped. "Exactly like you said, Emberlynn is my mate, and I don't know why you are getting so worked up because of it," Damien said, his voice calm. Too calm that Mark felt as though he wasn't the one speaking. Although he had his calm moment, the Damien he knew would have exploded and sent him out of his office as soon as he stepped in.

He greets Azraiel with a bow and enters. “Sit.” Azraiel motions towards the couch. “I-I heard about Theo.” Matt says, his face etched with sadness. Azraiel nods. He forgot that after him, Matt would be the most impacted by Theo’s absence in the pack. Theo is not only Matt’s Gamma but also one of the closest friends. The three of them were trained together to take these ranks since they were born. There’s a lot that they have endured together and survived. He’ll have to talk to Kira too. She too would be impacted by this and after the episode she had when her mate rejected her, he doesn’t want to take any chances.

Damien still didn't respond, but his gaze finally met mine-blank, guarded, waiting for me to continue. "Why were you smoking and drinking?" I asked, my tone more serious now. "You look terrible. Did something happen?" Damien let out a deep sigh, his shoulders sagging slightly. "I'm just... lost." "You won't be if you open up to me," I said gently. "You know you can tell me anything." He flinched-subtle, but I caught it-before turning back toward his desk and taking his seat. "It's just the Raven," he said, his voice tight. "That's all. And I don't want you to worry. You're already dealing with your own family issues."