Damian X Raven Mga Nobela at Kwento

Damian As we’re sitting here in church everyone is silent. Not a single person wants to get on Skulls bad side and I don’t fucking blame them. He’s ruthless and doesn’t give a shit if we’re 1% or not. His word is law and that’s that. “Your club looks good D.” He looks over my members who are all giving their best scowls. “None look like their gonna shit themselves.. yet” He lets out a scoff and then sets his eyes on me.

“Hey… you know him?” “Um… yeah… kinda,” I stuttered, the words slipping out before I could catch them. I felt like my skull was splitting with too many thoughts: what if Jace’s mother had threatened him? What if he needed a decoy fiancée? That had to be it, right? It had to be. “Hold on… who’s this girl again?” My voice was sharp now, desperate. Damien leaned in, his hands brushing mine, but I didn’t even feel it. “That’s Ariana. The daughter of my rival.”

DAMIEN I had noticed her the moment she was dragged into the throne room. Even in chains, the daughter of a criminal, Rosalia Muller commanded attention—not with the practiced grace of our court ladies, but with something far more intriguing. Her dark red hair caught the light filtering through the stained glass, creating a halo of crimson around her face. There was a wild beauty in her desperation, in the way she held herself despite everything crumbling around her.

Raven nods in response, as she continues to focus on Dagon's movements. "You really think you can beat me? I won't deny you're a good warrior and have skill, but you aren’t good enough." Dagon lunges right, making Raven move left, directly into the path of his sword. My mates and I all scream when his sword stabs right into Raven's torso, and effortlessly through her armor.

Raven demands “My best friend. Look, I didn’t want to come. I wanted to stay in my town, but the Rogues are difficult. Damien said they are becoming feral, impossible to control.” Raven's dark eyes flicker to me before returning to Mallory. “And where is this Damien?” “He stayed behind, he is trying to kill the Rogues. He said if he does, he will meet me here.” “This mate of yours, is he a Lycan too?”

“He's too strong.” I stopped, my eyes still on my son. A deep laugh cut through the air. Damien stood slowly, smoke still curling from his hands. The gold in his eyes burned like fire. “Raven,” he said, his voice thick with madness. “So nice for you to be here.” I glared at him. “You monster. Let him go.” He ignored me and looked down at Xavier who was still on the altar. Xavier lay still, his little hands cold and pale.

"I can't believe that bastard didn't choose her already, he needs to play his numerous games. " Amanda screamed in anger when we got home. I was still reeling the fact that I have come really very close to Alpha king Damien and I wasn't even thinking of killing him the entire time only fucking him. My insides squish at the memory of our encounter. Killing Alpha Damien would be hard and I didn't need to let my doubts out because Amanda is already spiting fire.

"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?”

"No, I don't. I choose for you, and if you continue, consider me telling Alexa none of her women can dance here." "You can't do that! We agreed." "You and Alexa yes, but considering the club is in our city, and she listens to us, we can. Raven isn't coming here to dance, so I suggest you take her damn name out of it. Or you have no dancers." There is no way I trust her having Raven dancing here. "Now, let's get onto Gary, the truth?" She looks between us. "What do you want for the information, other than Grayson, or you could just tell us where he is considering the shit you put Grayson through using him."

Eden just stood in the middle of the road, frozen like a statue, his hand on his red cheek. "These kisses will be the death of me," he mumbled, smiling like a little boy. 🎶🎶🎶🎶 "I want to buy a car!" Damian announced to his friends, who were sitting in the small living room. They were having a break because they worked a lot that morning. They went to Eden's friend studio and recorded two of their songs. "Why a car suddenly?" Kyle chuckled. "I just saw the new Range Rover," Damian pouted. "I'm done."