Gleam Raven Kennedy 소설 & 이야기

Anna I’m grinning wide as they swap positions. My face already twisting to suck Kennedy’s salty dick into my mouth. I can taste his cum. He’s still throbbing as he rubs his cock against my tongue. My eyes are all on Riven. Broader than Kennedy’s toned leanness. His dick maybe a fraction shorter, but thicker. Thick enough that I know he’ll hurt, even now I’ve opened up for Kennedy. Kennedy hurt too. It was the best hurt in the world. I’m glad Riven’s going to make me feel it all over again.

“It’s no trouble. I’ve been busy showing Raven around anyway.” “Oh, right,” said the man, his eyes turning to me. “The talk of the pack. It’s lovely to meet you, Raven. I’m Camren, the Gamma heir.” He did a bow and I gave him a smile. “It’s nice to meet you.” The conversation then reverted to the topic of things Kieran had missed whilst in Lockdale City, all of which I didn’t really understand, but perhaps it was caused by my lack of concentration. Because in the corner of my eye, I couldn’t help but notice the stares I was receiving from a group of girls seated nearby.

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.

Lucien demands, shoving the door back wide. I ignore him and take a seat, attempting to work. “Kieran,” Raven says gently, “your eyes were glowing the entire meeting. You used your Alpha tone multiple times, even when it was just us. And I smelled blood. Look at your hands.” I glance down. My palms are scored with crescents—half-moon indents from my own nails. Dried blood crusts the edges. “I didn’t even feel it,” I murmur, more to myself than to them.

I slapped her back lightly, "Why are you so hell-bent on making my morning go wrong?" She wasn't listening again now. Her eyes were glued to the man she had been talking about. Even though he isn't as good-looking as Kyle, Barrin and Devon. He isn't bad either and definitely takes breaths away. Ignoring me, Raven raced towards him. At first, I was worried she would get tossed aside. Instead, he gave her one of the brightest smiles I have ever seen.

Raven is sure that she glanced at Romeo's partner and many other men. Raven smiled, amused. Why can he think stupid while there is a partner on the other side of the world waiting? "You look crazy because you overthink about my life, Raven." Romeo, who had seen the Vampire man, smiled indistinctly. "No, I'm just thinking about that woman ... what's her name?" "Rena," hissed Romeo cold though slowly. "Yes, Rena. She looks attractive." The words made Romeo wake up spontaneously. He did not expect that Raven also glanced at Rena, though imperceptibly. "You son of s bitch!" He kicked the ground with dry leaves and immediately flew. Romeo is eager to silence Raven's mouth. He has not stopped to s

This is Raven, and he wants to show off. As she keeps touching the diamond necklace, she notices Raven staring at her neck and collarbone. She assumes it’s just so he can brag internally about what he’s done for all to see. He accepts the praise with a warm smile after excusing himself. Some of the invited guests come closer, asking to take pictures with her, which she happily agrees to while still posing for photos.

even if one of those wolves was supposed to be mine. Raven stood in the centre of it all, her red curls cascading like a waterfall down her back, a silver thread woven through every lock. Her dress was nothing short of ethereal, a masterpiece of moon lace and frost-spun silk, with a bodice that glittered like starlight and a flowing train kissed by ancient runes. She looked powerful. Beautiful. Untouchable. And Declan... gods.

CHAPTER TWO I struggled against his hand on my mouth but he was insistent. In the end I went limp in his arms and he slowly released his grip on my mouth. He waited till the murderer had moved away from my family's death table, then turned to me. I stared at his features in momentary awe: his eyes were big and bright and blue, almost electric in their intensity. The eyes of an inexperienced man who hadn't yet seen the rougher side of life; probably nineteen or twenty years old, not much older than me. His coal-black hair was plaited in cornrows, each strand falling to his shoulders. His skin was tan, which was a rarity in this cold climate. And he was staring at me the way I knew I was stari

It is the physical manifestation of compromise. Raven was currently perched on the northern wall of the Hub, twenty feet above the frozen ground. He was working with Kael, the lead scout from Oakhaven, who had come down with the timber. Between them lay the first massive cedar tie-beam, its scent so potent it made Raven’s eyes water.