Damian And Raven Novels & Stories

Damian drove with both hands on the wheel, his focus straight ahead. No music. No small talk. Nothing. I glanced at him briefly. His jaw was slightly tight. His expression distant. Thinking. Always thinking. My chest tightened again. “Damian…” I said softly. He didn’t look at me immediately. “Hmm?” I hesitated. Then— “How bad is it… really?” He exhaled slowly. Still not looking at me. “Bad enough that I can’t ignore it.” My fingers curled slightly in my lap. “And the name?”

The snow appeared after, revealing a large field covered in a thick blanket of white, the singers running, footsteps prints crisscrossed each other around the labyrinth of paths. Then spring came and vivid colors appeared, this season represented the newest song Extreme. Damian appeared on the screen, wearing a white tee a red Hawaiian shirt above. He approached the camera and sat on a chair like he was facing Avery. “Hey, Ave.” Avery choked on her coffee and stared at her boyfriend, who was sitting behind. “What the hell?” she laughed.

Elara replied. As Damian approached Elara, he noticed her inability to meet his gaze and the evident turmoil in her thoughts. Yet, he was determined to elicit that sweet "yes" from Elara. No matter what, Damian knew he wanted her to be his fated mate. "I'm no longer a Reed, remember? I'm Damian Raven Ashford of the Nightraven pack. I have no ties to the Reeds and want to bring down that family. Plus, aren't you the one who needs to woo me to become my Luna? Because you still need my help with your revenge, I know you're not done with your plans," Damian responded, gently holding Elara's chin.

The next second, Rivena was face-to-face with Aurora, who had been waiting here for quite some time already. “I know you would be here,” Aurora said with a raised eyebrow. Rivena growled, “Fuck. I should have never given you the address of my hideout place.” “But you did. Because we are friends.” Aurora’s eyes traveled to Rivena’s back and widened in surprise upon seeing Damien, “Damien? What are you doing here?” Damien raised his chin at Rivena, “Here to find her. Same as you do.” “Enough! Both of you can go back. I have nothing to say to you!” Rivena snapped.

Damian moved in closer, his chest brushing against my shoulder as he whispered in my ear, loud enough for Chris to hear: “Rachel, do you want to know what really happened to your mom?” I froze. My blood turned to ice. “What?” I whispered, my lips trembling. Chris stood there looking at me But before I could even think, Damian’s hand cupped my face and he kissed me. It wasn’t soft. It wasn’t gentle. It was fire and claim and demand all in one. My knees almost gave way as the heat of him swallowed me whole. My eyes fluttered shut forgetting Chris was there, my heart hammering so loud I thought it might burst out of my chest.

Making me feel like i just asked the worst question. "Well", he said his voice going back to how it usually was, the voice that would make a stranger run for the hills. "Well I'm Bryan Raven, lived in New York most of my life till now. Cause my dad thinks I can jump off our apartment, so here I am being catered by you guys", he said finally with his face going plane. "Well trust me they're way more places to kill yourself here than in New York", i said matter factly trying to lighten his mood. "And you'll also have enough reasons not to, believe me", I said practically whispering it, hoping he heard me. I hope i never give up on him, he deserves so much, he deserves to br fought for.

Olivia stuttered, screaming. “I do not have a mother,” Damian snapped. His eyes moved to the maid who was in tears “You are lucky that you spoke the truth, untie her” He ordered. She wept, thanking us. I felt bad that Olivia made her poison me after she threatened to kill her child. Damian slit Dorathus' neck. He moved to Olivia “Y.. you can't do this, please” She stuttered, begging. “You should have thought about that when you not only lied to me but also tried to kill my unborn child and destroy her womb” Damian

Raven wore only a long, sheer black robe open at the front and sky-high heels. Damien sat in a wide lounge chair, fully dressed, watching her. “Dance for me,” he ordered. Raven danced like a temptress — slow, sensual movements, the robe slipping off her shoulders, her hands sliding over her breasts, down her stomach, between her thighs. She never broke eye contact. When she straddled him, rubbing her bare, soaked pussy along the thick ridge of his cock through his pants, Damien finally snapped. He gripped her hips and guided her movements, letting her grind harder, faster, until she was moaning his name.

Draven, his eyes burning with hatred, charged at them, his hands crackling with dark energy. As Draven lunged at them, his eyes burning with fury, Ethan braced himself, feeling the raw power of the bond between him and Lena surging within him. Just as Draven’s dark energy was about to collide with them, a deafening crack echoed through the chamber. Just as Draven's dull energy was around to collide with them, a stunning split resounded through the chamber. The earth underneath them gave way wide open, uncovering a bottomless void, whirling with shadows and malicious energy.

Layna was pissed because if looks could kill, I’d be dead. “Is She your mate?” I questioned Damian. “Yes,I’m his mate,” I answered possessively before Damian could. He was as shocked as I was because I didn’t know where that came from. Layna laughed mockingly. “You’re mated to a weak human?” “Don’t you dare call my mate weak, do you hear me?!” Damian shouted angrily at Layna. He was so angry that the vein in his head popped out. I stood there, shocked because I wasn’t expecting that kind of reaction from Damian after I rejected him.