Damian X Raven Novels & Stories

She entered the small bathroom off the kitchen, shutting the door so loudly that it echoed. Damien stood there frozen for a few seconds before cursing harshly. Instead of following Yonara upstairs, he flopped onto the sofa. His gaze fixed intently on Serena's bedroom door, his hand reaching for a cigar and lighting it. Thick smoke billowed into the air, trying to mask the anxiety churning in his chest. But really, it's not just a feeling of sadness—but rather a burning anger. ***

Seraph: cant say yes or no if i dont even know B: You must kill your target. Seraph: i was gonna do that anyway Seraph: or did you mean kill fast instead of slow? B: Irrelevant. B: There is a more critical element. B: You must also eliminate her partners. B: This includes her current one. — As they spoke over DI, Seraph received two dossiers from the Benefactor. When he opened the first one up, the images of every Raven appeared in his DI. The second one had Lucifer’s information in it.

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?

“I understand. So, your night is ruined then?” Dillon could feel the urge to tease his best friend. But he still tried to stop himself. “Yes.” Dillon let out a soft chuckle, and if someone might see him, they couldn’t believe that he could laugh and smile. “Her fear is visible in her eyes.” “I see,” Dillon said faintly. Drake pinched the bridge of his nose and massaged his temple. “I see her strong aura on the outside, but she’s weak on the inside. I wonder what her wolf looks like.”

In my fury I growled at them. "You are under arrest Mr Damian for the murder of Doctor Mario Philip!" The micro phone made his voice sound louder and more deafening to my ears. When he mentioned about the doctor I had killed, my anger intensified, my veins popped out from my neck and arms, tears welled up in my eyes... I wasn't angry at them but at myself! "I don't want to hurt anybody else please just go!" I growled again.

“Luna Savina, I am honored by your words, but Celia—“ Raven was interrupted when Luna Savina caressed her long black hair. Her long black hair that she has always been insecure with. Raven had such beautiful steel grey eyes, she would have looked good on any lighter hair color. Why does she have to be born with a dark hair. “Raven, you are the chosen one. Whatever Celia is or what she had become, you did not rig the mate bond. You couldn’t possibly do that, can you?” “Of course not,” Raven blurted out defensively. “If I can, I would have rigged it and make Lorcan and Celia as mates so I wouldn’t be caught in between them.” Luna Savina smiles at Raven’s response. “See? I always knew you have

“I don’t do love; hell, I don’t do relationships. But I want to keep you in my life; like I said last night, it was great, and I want more of that.” Raven looks at Damon wondering where he is going with his story. “If he doesn’t do relationships, then what does he want? Just sex, but how?” she asks herself. “Meaning,” she finally decides to ask him. “Let’s just say I have crazy sex desires. That not many women can take, but you sucked my huge dick more than once. And that not many women can do,” he tells her. “I could be wrong, but you can fulfill any of those desires. Depending on your pain intake,” he continues to say.

Their safety. Safety was a myth. A game of trust that one liked playing, and yet, knew that they couldn’t afford losing. I learned that the moment my mother’s blood soaked the wooden floor of our childhood home. I learned that the moment I felt her powers surge through my veins like it was a pulse knowing where to go. I tucked a strand of hair behind my ear and kept walking. Xavier Blackthorn. He was everything Lorenzo hated and everything Annalise wanted. Which made him dangerous.

Raven asked. I raised my hands to slap her but someone stopped me. “Don't you dare!” Dax whispered, squeezing my hands. “What the hell are you doing in my pack?” Dax asked angrily. “You are a clown! You took my wife and expected me not to come to this stupid place. It wasn't by choice,” Marcus said rudely. Dax turned to Raven. “Is he your husband?” Raven shook her head. “He is no longer my husband. He is only the father of my child,” Raven responded.

Everything waiting for the moment he would finally rest with her… And she was gone. Damian ripped off his ceremonial robe and flung it aside. His chest heaved as he looked around the room, and rage twisted violently inside him. With a choked sound, he groped handfuls of his Raven black hair and pulled hard until several strands tore free. A hoarse, broken scream broke out from his throat. Then he collapsed to the floor. “Why now…” he whispered, voice raw and trembling. “When we were just getting happy?” He closed his eyes tightly, pressing a hand to his face as he forced himself to breathe. He reached out mentally, spiritually calling for the Moon Goddess.