Demon Raven Novels & Stories

I finally felt alive. “But…” He then put on a serious expression. “We found a rare chemical in your blood. “There isn’t a name for it on the market. “However, in the black market, the name of it is ‘Angel’s Kiss’.” Angel’s Kiss? It sounded beautiful, but I could not help but shiver. “It’s an experimental drug that can control someone’s nervous system. “Its main purpose is to brainwash someone. With a large dosage, the person will lose consciousness and become a puppet.

“Prepare teams. Raven, you’ll coordinate with me directly. Dante, you’re watching, listening, and reporting. No mistakes. No surprises.” Dante’s smirk was gone, replaced by something unreadable. “Understood.” Raven took a deep breath, feeling the hum of authority settle over her. She was no longer just an observer, no longer just the woman holding pieces together between two brothers. She was a player, and this city, this empire in ashes, was her chessboard. The church fell silent for a beat, save for the quiet drip of water from the cracked roof. Outside, somewhere in the dark, Evelyn Morreau’s unseen eyes followed every move, her whisper slicing through the hum of surveillance.

CHAPTER 22 DAMIEN’S POV I had the intention of training throughout the day—not because of the assessment but because I was confused and upset. Raven said someone summoned her last night, and I was summoned as well. The only time two people are summoned together is when the Moon is trying to join two people together, or when someone is practicing black magic. The Moon brought mates together or those that were destined to be nebular allies. Raven and I can’t be either. I can’t be her mate because we are cousins, and Raven and I can’t be nebular allies. We had no friendship of any form towards each other.

Damon and Julio were missing, but I was convinced they would be fine. "Where did they go?" I asked Frank. "They need to talk to Nicholas. Damon also said he needs to check up on Raven." "Who's that?" I asked with a raised eyebrow, genuinely curious about this fellow. "Raven is basically our assassin." "Am I supposed to know who that is?" I asked.

Raven rolled her eyes " Didn't you just say you'll roast him alive" She frowned in confusion " Wait! How did he even call you directly, are you.. " I'm Meek and he's Eight, we're Venom's companions" Meek said with an outstretched hand, Raven enveloped her hand with his, she wondered why she felt like she was drowning while staring into his deep brown eyes. " Uh.I I'm Raven Smith, the eldest miss of the Smith family, it's nice to meet you both" **** Even as Olivia scanned the entire hall, she couldn't find anything that could have frightened Daera.

Unfortunately, that was not the end for the pair. While all the hell beings were busy cheering and celebrating their win, Raven flew straight to Vanora, without even taking a breather. "Who are you? Are you acquainted with Lord Vlad?" Vanora kept her hell fire blazing around her as a precaution and shook her head. Raven's eyes narrowed. She did not look the slightest bit concerned about being dangerously close to Vanora's hell fire. "How's it possible that a demon like you have not met Lord Vlad even once? You may not be very strong but you aren't weak either. You're enough to make a difference on the battlefield."

Osric answers while sitting on the edge of the lounge near Raven’s head making her smile. “How are you doing? It’s a big tattoo, you hurting yet?” I question, looking down at her hip to see the raven in red ink at the top of her hip taking up almost her entire thigh. The tattoo is very cool, the Raven is in a defensive attack position and made of knots like you would see in old Norse temples. “Enjoying talking to these guys, and getting to know Ares a bit better, it stings when it’s right over the bone but not bad,” Raven admits while looking down at the tattoo gun pressing against her skin, as Ares works on the dark red outline.

Raven’s hair and eyes are pitch black and her aura was that of an extraordinarily powerful Lycan Alpha. While Liliana’s hair is silvery white with eyes that are pale blue and white near the center, her aura radiates her powerful Lycan Healer abilities. “Daddy she’s here!” Liliana calls out with a look of relief flooding her like she is glad to see her sister’s ok. “Liliana, get back!” Rebecca snarls while running beside Gideon as I carry Raven outside into the snow finding Liliana’s lack of fear very amusing. “Raven, what are you doing where have you been, it’s morning?” Gideon panics taking her from my arms possessively as I rub her back trying to keep her calm.

She had summoned the Ravengers. I've seen drawings of them in the demon books. Never expect them to see one up close. They are equal in height as the ogre, but the difference is Ravengers are stupid but strong and can eat anything. I mean anything. They live in the far depths of the Demon World, full of the most dangerous creatures in the Dark Forest. They are like multiple baby rabbits, which almost populate the whole forest. It said the Demon King had them live in an isolated place without outside world contact. They do nothing but eat. When they are hungry, they will eat the first thing they see and the bones as well. The only way to stop them is to kill them. Those who had encounters wit

His grey eyes—cold, sharp—meet mine with a force that steals the air from my lungs. If he were a fictional man, I’d be drooling. If I were actually in love with him, this would be a scene straight out of my favorite fantasy book. But he’s not. He’s Roland Graham. And he’s everything that ruins fantasies. “What am I even thinking,” I mutter. “Get yourself together, Diana.”