Damian Wayne And Raven Novels & Stories

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.

I said weakly as I stared at their faces hoping for one of them to laugh but no one laughed. "It’s not a joke, Raven,I am sorry" Damien said quietly with his eyes on the floor. " I see ,so at what point did you decide to replace your fated mate?". He sighed before replying raising his eyes to look at me now. "I fell in love with your sister". " So what about me then?" I asked aloud. "Where do I fit in this plan?" Rhea crossed her arms and looked at me with venom in her eyes "Look Raven,i have been training to be Luna for some months now, so you don't fit in the plan” she said.

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.

Vivian replied. Damian’s jaw tightened. “That’s a mistake.” “Yes,” Vivian said softly. “It is.” A quiet understanding passed between them. The kind that didn’t need words. The kind built on recognizing the same flaw in an enemy. “And we use that,” Damian said. Vivian nodded. “Yes.” He stepped closer again, stopping just in front of her. “How?” Vivian shifted slightly, adjusting Amara before carefully laying her down on the couch beside her. The child barely stirred, settling into the cushions with a soft sigh.

But Damian was the Alpha who had betrayed my love for him while Rylan was the one who had taken me under his protection after I'd left the Blood Nest Pack in my humiliated state. Damian’s movements were sharp, accurate, driven by rage. “You think you can protect her? You’re nothing but a rogue!” Rylan blocked his strikes effortlessly, he too was just as big and with cold blue eyes and long hair that fell to his shoulders. In his wolf form, he was a huge beast. “She’s better off without you. You never deserved her.” “She’s mine! She's my Luna!” Damian roared, prancing with more fury by the moment. “She’ll always be mine!”

Justice spat out through gritted teeth. " That's enough Alpha you have disrespected Natasha and Raven, they're good friends for goddess sake. Why must you try to sew d*****d between them? Raven and I were teenagers, we thought we were in love, we weren't. She went on and became YOUR Luna she loved YOU and I love Nat my fiance. You have some deep mental issues brother." Justice replied angrily. " Well Well, you sleep in and miss a show. Why are you two arguing during breakfast in front of the whole pack?" I asked while arching my brow. Trying not to laugh at the look on Rose's face. Surprise bitch I'm still here.

She nodded vigorously, “Lots of ravens, they are there in their numbers I see them and I wake up” Edgar was still in shock, “That is very weird. Ravens signify a higher realm of magic…” She sat upright. “In the old stories, the ravens have been known as the first creatures of magic. The goddess of old had taken a liking to them and had made them powerful”, he continued, “They even have the power to destroy every other magical races…” She furrowed her brows, “That is deep, so you are saying…” “If you are sure you saw ravens then you might possess the power of these ancient magical creatures”, he cut in, “However the stories of old that have been told of people who saw one raven in their dream

Michael added. On day of wedding Ravan shot Michael in a special way that only punctures the lung but severs no arteries, Ravan and Michael simply used "Impulsive Panic Behavior of psychology”. Later to which Roma gave Michael basic treatment by using taping method on his wounds and drawing out excess blood out of his chest with a metal plunger so to make him breathe again. End of flashback

He spoke quietly. It seemed that, unlike Arden, he knew how to keep his anger on a leash. Yet my heart raced wildly against my chest because of what I heard. If this involved my mother and me, did that mean these people had a hidden motive? or Mr. Ravenchi?

His jaw clenched as veins strained at his temple. “I would have done it my way,” he snarled. Then he pointed at me, his finger trembling with anger. “And to think you—” he jabbed his finger toward Damian—“just said he hasn’t done anything wrong is absurd! Have you forgotten he started all of this in the first place?! If he had just stayed out of my business, Raya wouldn’t be in this mess right now!” Damian flinched but still said nothing. Raven snapped back, her voice sharp as steel.