Giantess Raven Novels & Stories

~Celeste's POV~ My eyes roamed around. A mini couch and table stood with clothes arranged neatly on sleek racks. I was still staring around when the door opened and Lily walked in with a mini bag. “Damn, you need to see these beautiful diamonds I got. I’m sure one of my girls would love it,” she said excitedly as she sat beside Zane, who rolled his eyes. My lips formed an O, then she faced me. “You haven’t found what you wanted?” she asked, and that was when I realized I was standing beside the clothing rack.

The second reason Raven would be going is because she has been writing poems in her head a lot especially when she’s going through something so she thought to give it a try. Raven picks a white hoodie and a short knicker from her wardrobe and put a red lip gloss on. Everyone would always compliment her lips because she had full succulent lips. Raven sprays her “berry milky” perfume and “Luisa” body spray . She finally got to school that evening at exactly 3:30 and she’s nervous because a lot of people are registering to recite their poems . She goes to put down her name and sees she’s number 13 “I hope I’m the last “ she says in her mind before her eyes glanced at the name Zendaya as number

"I apologize, but there's been a development and my attention is needed elsewhere. Please, feel free to stay for as long as you like. I'll call a meeting later tonight when I have more information to share." They all started filing out, one by one, each giving me a smile or nodding as they walked past. "Hello." A woman with coal black hair stood before me. She was so light on her feet that she practically glided across the floor. Although she carried herself with the grace of an older woman, she didn't look a day over twenty-five or twenty-seven. "My name is Raven. I'm visiting from New York." I gave her a small smile. "It's a pleasure to meet you. My name is Kalyssa."

I let out a maniac laugh. “Hum your highness.... there’s also another important information “ frank said bringing me back to reality. I looked back at him in question. “And what might be more important than this?” “Well Giselle’s true mate is no other than Raven but the thing is he rejected her the very same day he found out she was his mate then chose another woman as his mate. Though he knows nothing about her true identity. He had bought her from her greedy aunty and made her his maid. Then he slept with her making her think he loves her then insulted her infront of everyone that he didn’t love her. Once she found out she was pregnant for him she fled in fear of him killing she and her ch

You have to meet someone about it. The door opened and a tall, attractive woman entered before she could ask him any more questions. Her long, dark hair in a slick ponytail, her keen features, and her eyes, which gleamed with intelligence and something more sinister, commanded attention. With a familiarity that made Isabella's stomach turn, her eyes darted to her and then back to Xander. The woman held out a hand to Isabella and murmured, "Vivian Royce," in a silky voice. "You must be Mrs. Blackwood's replacement. A joy.

But the others were supremely confident in her capabilities that he had no choice but to capitulate. “Very well,” he said. “This investment group is formed as of right now, pending official paperwork of course. What’s our first order of business?” “How ‘bout a name?” asked Eva. “The merc company Raijin and I formed is called Conspiracy of Ravens. Where we’re from, a raven’s a large black bird that’s ridiculously smart, opportunistic, and tricky. They do whatever it takes to survive, and it kinda represents our modus operandi to a T.”

The air thickens, the temperature dropping - not cold, but to stillness. Then Raven exhales -once - and when she does, whit most curls from her lips. No one moves. Her eyes snap open. Not fully. But enough for me to catch the glint beneath it. Not human. A slit of molten gold threaded with black, the kind of gaze that sees more than the surface. "Raven?" Alessia whispers. But Raven doesn't respond. She isn't here - not fully. She's hovering between - between self and spirit, girl and beast.

But she had done nothing to earn it. Unlike Ravina. Ravina had never cared about power. She had never needed to prove herself through manipulation or empty words. She had been a warrior, a protector, a leader in her own right. And I had thrown her away for this. My hands clenched into fists under the table. I was a fool. I turned back to the elders. “The mating ceremony is postponed.” A heavy silence fell over the room. Amira sprang up from her chair. "You can't do this!" She was shrill, frantic. "Do you know how this is going to make me look?"

Then she starts chanting more Latin. She smears whatever is left on her hands onto a rag that I didn’t see before, then places one hand on top of her head and the other on the center of her chest. She starts chanting again but is cut off by an ear piercing scream. I realize that it’s Raven. “Raven!” I call out to her as I feel Alpha Avery’s arms go around me. “No! NO!” Raven screams once again. I’m trying to fight my way out of Alpha Avery’s hold when Raven’s body starts glowing, brighter than it ever has before.

She is not like the others. “She is worse,” I said. “Don’t forget that.” Ragnar huffed. I could feel his unease. I can smell her even through the screen, he said. She smells like lavender and warm earth.There is something special about her, Cassian. She cannot be evil. “Stop saying that,” I growled quietly. “You are letting her angel face fool you.” On the screen, Raven picked up her fork. Her hand still shook a little. I could tell. I knew fear. I knew shame. I knew how it looked on people.