Kat X Raven Novels & Stories

he replied, surprisingly he wasn't bothered. “You know your family?“ Once it was let out of her lips, she felt it was a stupid question to ask. Xander smiled, his eyes resting in nothing particular as he reflected but she noticed a sad undertone within his eyes. “I have an Aunt and a sister but they are not currently with me. Raven is my little gothic angel, the reason why her clothes are all black, her hair and make-up dark.“ “Would love to meet them someday, who knows they might be less snobbish than you.“ She twitched her eyes at him.

this was her moment. “1438 AE Earldom,” she said with confidence, her voice clear and bright. A hush fell over the room before the lecturer smiled approvingly. “Very correct.” Liana leaned forward, her eyes sparkling. “It was recorded by Monk Alphonso, he's the only true witness to the story.” “Excellent,” the lecturer replied, pleased. “The Raven King was known as one of the most brutal rulers in history, feared for his tyranny and endless executions. It’s said he burned down the world after a great betrayal from his wife and best friend.”

10:30 𝚙𝚖. *𝙾𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙽𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝙼𝚞𝚛𝚍𝚎𝚛* As Bridgette sped through the rain-drenched streets, her anger burned hot and fierce. The knowledge of her lover's betrayal of her ultimate rival, Natalie Wayne, fueled her fury, and she gripped the steering wheel tightly, her knuckles turning white.

In that office, in that moment, there was only them, only the fragile, blazing tether between them. Jaxon pressed a final kiss to her temple, voice low and steady, full of authority and care. “Rest tonight, Minx. Tomorrow we make them pay. Painstakingly. Every last one of them.” And Raven, trembling and exhausted, knew she would follow him into fire, into darkness, anywhere, because she was his and he was hers.

she replies, leaning over and giving him a loving kiss making me watch with a stupid awestruck smile. “It’s something else watching them, isn’t it?” Raven questions gently elbowing me, then she pulls Kitty up by the back of her shirt from her conversation with Benjamin and Ares. “Oh, shut up, you think we couldn’t hear you when Jonathan did this,” I tease, tickling the edge of her neck pointing to the golden mate mark on her neck. “I can’t help what they do to me,” Raven giggles like she’s reliving it in her mind, making me shake her head.

I inhale, breathing him in and breathing out all of the crazy things that have happened over the last few days. Riven rocks his hips against my face, gently pushing himself against me as I move my mouth against him. “Kate, get up.” I raise my eyes toward him and I pull his length out of my mouth. Saliva clings to my lips as I say, “Why?” “I need to feel you.” My lips turn upward into a smirk. “Is that an order as my pack leader?” Riven chuckles and drops his arm to his side. He steps back, and bends his knees before scooping me into the air. My bare thighs press into his thighs as he drops me onto the edge of the bed.

" I followed Nate as we decided to continue drinking. I feel like being wrapped in Raven's arms. I can feel her soft touch. I know this is too much to think about intimate things between us... "Let's go home, bro. I lost my appetite to drink. Thank you for spending time with me." I said this as I paid the bill. He just raised his thumb. Raven's Pov. I am silently driving. I can see how painful Axel feels while he keeps on wiping the blood from her lips. I don't want to say anything; I just want to focus on my driving, and maybe I can talk to him when we arrive. . "Raven I'm sorry.. I don't know how you got there or who told you—"

I tried my absolute best to just ignore the changing atmosphere while I stayed busy helping Riley do chores in the large kitchen, but the painful, tight knot of pure anxiety inside my stomach simply wouldn't loosen up at all. I was standing by the large sink, slowly wiping down the wet wooden counters with a small cloth, when Raven walked straight into the kitchen room. She looked effortlessly sexy, cool, and confident in a pair of very tight blue jeans and a cropped black tank top that proudly showed off the dark tattoos covering her arms and shoulders. She moved around the busy kitchen space like she still lived inside this house every single day, reaching her hand out and grabbing a clean

Valerie: Morning sunlight spilled across the terrace, warm and soft against my skin as I stepped outside. The breeze carried the faint scent of pine and fresh earth, the quiet hum of the pack grounds far below. Everything felt calmer now, steadier, like the world had finally exhaled after months of choking tension. “Val.” I turned. Xavier stood in the doorway, dressed in a dark shirt with the sleeves rolled to his forearms. His eyes, those steady storm-blue eyes, held something different today. A warmth. A nervousness. A spark I hadn’t seen since the very beginning.

Raven's POV Her name was Sable. She introduced herself on a Wednesday in the second week by sitting down next to me in the campus library without asking if the seat was taken and saying, "You are Raven Valkhor?" I looked at her and said, "Yes." I adjusted my bag on my shoulder and shifted slightly in my seat before looking back at her. "I know who you are," she said. "My older brother is a Valkhor pack member. He followed the council case closely and told me everything."