Damian Wayne/raven Novels & Stories

He gave me a little squeeze before leaving the room. "I'm Rachel, sister of the beta Daniel. If there is anything you need please let me know. I'd be happy to help." She held our her hand to me as she introduced herself. I watched as the alpha left without a word, leaving me and Rachel alone. "You could help me with something." I burst out as an idea crept into my mind. She looked very intrigued but then the smile was quickly replaced with a look of uncertainty. " Have you mind linked with them? That's what I do if I ever need to get a hold of Alpha Ben or Daniel." She said.

Maybe that's what I deserve. ******** Rachel I entered the inside not thinking much about this mere conversation with Daniel, yeah it's true that he once was my best friend, someone who was older than me yet someone with whom felt deeply connected, he was someone who always protected me when someone at school bullied me, because of silence and introverted nature, even without knowing the fact that we are someone connected we were connected, he was my protector, someone with I shared all my secret, because I know he will hurt me even unintentionally. But things change drastically when my mom died when I was fifteen. I don't know from where my father, whom I never knew came in taking in his ho

The Queen turned to the King, her mouth opening to argue, but his raised hand silenced her. Damien’s shadow fell over me as he crouched slightly, his voice low enough for only me to hear. “Don’t look, little flame,” he murmured, the words gentle despite the tension in his tone. “You don’t need to see this.” The trapdoors fell with a sickening thud. My father, my mother, my brother—gone. A scream tore from my throat, raw and uncontrollable. I collapsed to the ground, my legs giving out beneath me. I didn’t need to see it; the sound alone was enough to shatter what was left of my heart.

His deep pink lips parted. “Shane Harley sir.” He introduced himself, sticking his hand out. Mr. Davis had no problems shaking it. Mr. Spencer followed by example. “I’m Raine’s… I mean, Ms. Mcclaren’s shadow for the next few months.” Mr. Davises face beamed. “You should consider yourself a lucky kid!”

“You think you’re going to get answers by trying to beat them out of him? You're just going to end up killing him and there is not going to be good for us to it.” “He deserves worse.” I snapped. “Maybe. But that doesn’t mean we waste our energy now.” Damon’s voice dropped further. “Use your head. Not your rage.” I clenched my jaw. Behind us, Carter said, voice ragged, “She called herself Tatiana. She… she said things about Delilah. About power. About what’s coming.” Damon turned slowly. “Spare me.” Carter blinked. “You don’t believe me?” Damon’s expression hardened. “I don’t believe anything from a man who watched us bleed and said nothing.”

Wet, squelching sounds filled the room as her soaked pussy slid up and down his shaft. “Fuck yesss,” Damon moaned, his eyes locked on where they were joined. “Look at you riding my cock like a greedy girl. Your pussy is creaming all over me. So fucking wet.” Elena leaned forward, her breasts bouncing with every bounce. “It feels so good… Your cock hits so deep when I ride you like this. Ohh yesss… I fucking love it.” Damon suddenly sat up a little, one strong hand wrapping around her throat. He squeezed just enough to make her feel owned, not enough to hurt. His dark eyes burned into hers as he held her in place.

"Don't play dumb with me, Raven. I know you were at Damien's territory. I know you had a meeting with him. And now he's dead. I did send you to him, remember?” Raven looked up, her gaze matching mine. "I did not kill him, Alpha Fenrir. I swear it." I took a step closer, my voice dropping to a low menacing growl. "You expect me to believe that? You, were the last person to meet with him…and all of a sudden he is dead. Common Raven make this easy for the both of us.” Raven's face lost its color, but she stood her ground. "I didn't kill him, Alpha. I'm telling the truth. How can a weakling like me kill an alpha like Damien?”

I wanted him. Raven Blackwood. Raven Blackwood was the son of my father’s best friend Richard Blackwood. He was twenty years old this year. He followed after his father’s steps and took over his business just at the age of eighteen. He had dark hair, which looked sharper than shadows, and his gray eyes. Well, they looked like some storm that was on the verge of destruction. Everyone admired him and feared him. And me? Well, I was no exception either.

“Good day Miss Bennett.” “Mr. Wells,” I replied, my voice steadier than I felt. I had spent the day reviewing every scrap of information I could find on Hart Global and its tangled family dynamics, but nothing prepared me for the gravity of this room. The air felt thicker here, charged with secrets and high-stakes decisions. Damien remained by the window, his silhouette outlined against the glittering skyline. He didn't turn immediately, but his presence dominated the space. “Thank you for coming,” he said quietly, his deep voice cutting through the tension.

As they stepped outside, Damon pulled out his phone, and quickly sent a message to Jason: To: Jason Hey, need a favor. Can you cover for me in chemistry? Taking Aqua to my spot. Jason's reply came swiftly, a reassuring presence amid Damon's concern: From: Jason Sure thing, man. Is everything okay? Damon hesitated for a moment before responding, his fingers tapping out a reply filled with unspoken worry: To: Jason Yeah, just want to help Aqua out. She's having a rough time. As Damon glanced down at his phone, a small smile tugged at the corners of his lips when he saw Jason's response. The simple message, accompanied by a winky face emoji, conveyed a sense of camaraderie and encouragement tha