Glow Raven Kennedy Novels & Stories

Raven I pull out my phone. Her name is Vivienne Cole. I’d known the name long before Roman ever did, everyone knew Vivienne Cole. She was Miss America at twenty-two, she has the kind of beauty that didn’t seem real, the kind you stared at as a little girl and genuinely wondered if she was a different species of person entirely. Flawless in the specific, infuriating way that looked completely effortless. She’d transitioned from the pageant circuit into acting and spent the last decade collecting award nominations and magazine covers and the devoted attention of everyone who had ever seen her face.

Otherwise I'm gonna get that full 24/7 lecture . Yeah it's weird how I'm an adult . And I still get those stupid teenage lectures. *************************** RAVEN'S POV I went to the company I'm supposed to work in . I guess . 'ONE STROKE' is written so big on this stupid building . I wonder whose idea it was . It would be so great if they really get a stroke one day . A brain stroke or maybe heart one , anyways they die . It really doesn't matter how . That's why I think I should do that honour .

AYRA "Are you ready?" Raven asked, looking more anxious than I felt. I looked at my reflection in the mirror. My hair was styled perfectly, and my makeup mildly done. I wore a yellow dress Kelvin had insisted on buying me. "Yes," I said. "Once you do this, there's no taking it back," she warned. "I know." Raven sighed but squeezed my hand. "Okay. Then let's do this." Kelvin appeared in the doorway. "You look beautiful."

Now she’s an accomplished businesswoman, not afraid to speak her mind. I think it’s because of seeing her mom become confident at what she does. And maybe I helped. And then my youngest two. Rayne and Raven. Yeah, we stuck with the R-names because, well, Ripley is carrying the fucking kids, and she wanted it. I just enjoyed making them. “Dad, we’re here.” Raven said, and I reluctantly let her go and handed her to Troy. “It’s so fucking beautiful, isn’t it?” Kennedy asked as I sat down.

Three figures waited at the table—two men and a woman. The woman’s gaze locked onto me the second we approached. “Everyone,” Raven said smoothly, “this is my wife, Hyacinth.” He gestured to the ash-blonde man. “Colton Pines.” Then to the dark-haired man beside him. “Dane Northwest. And Minerva MacAllen.” “A pleasure,” I said, offering a polite smile. Colton stood, his eyes flickering over me. “You look different without the gala makeup. Just as stunning, though.”

Eva said. As if on cue, the doctor came out of the ward Eva had specified to her daughter. Raven stood up in a hurry and rushed towards the doctor. The man looked like he was in his early thirties with an oblong face that could have been more attractive if t wasn’t looking so stressed. “And you are?” The doctor asked. Raven coughed lightly. “Sorry. I am Raven McKenna. Rowan McKenna’s mom. I mean the little boy they rushed in a while ago. And this is my mom, Eva McKenna.” She rushed out her words.

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.

“Raven, the Alpha King just arrived. Let’s get you ready.” Raven took a deep breath and could smell the cloves, cinnamon and sage. Her eyes started brightly shining. She went with her mother to their suite and prepared. Alexandre dressed Raven in her classic white and gold dress. The fabric was so sheer you could see the shape of her breasts with her perky nipples. Her long hair was laced with feathers and pearls.

The next morning, Raven opened her eyes and let the feeling sink in. It was her wedding day to the man she loved! Her eyes sparkled with anticipation. She went to take a shower since they would have to leave in an hour. After getting ready in a deep, blush-pink dress, she went out of her room to find Ralph at the dining table, fiddling with his phone. His face brightened as he saw her emerge. The truth was that it took him all his willpower to stay away from her last night and now seeing her looking so delicious and curvy right in front of him, all his self-control crumbled to dust.

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.