Last Raven Novels & Stories

Atlas reached out with a numb hand and clicked the radio off. The silence that followed was absolute, terrifying, and profound. The last fragile thread of hope that had sustained us through the nightmare of the Keep snapped in an instant. No armies were coming to save us. There was no safe territory waiting over the mountains. The entire world was burning, devoured by the same grotesque horror that had taken Sia, Timmy, and Marcus. Vanya sank onto a wooden stool, burying her face in her hands as silent, hopeless tears spilled through her eyes. Kenny stared at the black radio with wide, hollow eyes, his shoulders slumping under the weight of total despair.

Without its leader, the company was a goner. Janet? She took off with what was left of Walter's cash. The next time I saw him was at our big reveal for the lab's latest invention. I was on stage, hyping up our new gadget. When I wrapped up, I caught a glimpse of Walter outside, sweeping the hotel hallways. Our eyes locked, and he stepped back. Just like that, he was gone. I smiled to myself and headed over to James and my parents, who were waiting for me.

My legs dragged in the mud, my body completely exhausted, the weight of the iron cuffs dragging me down. Ravena pulled a heavy military radio from her belt, clicking the side button down. "Rohan," she said into the receiver, her voice calm, clear, and dripping with venom. "I know you can hear this. Your little army is doing a lovely job on the front lawns, but you might want to tell them to hold their fire." She paused, holding the radio right up to my face. She dug her fingers into my neck again, and I couldn't stop the sharp, ragged scream that tore from my throat.

Her power seemed to grow stronger by the second. “ Sinner, Drakoen. Are you ready to face the retribution for your wicked deeds and the blood of all those innocent people you have shed and stained the earth? Today, I am the last princess of the White Wolves, Princess Alvira of the valiant warrior of the East, and I will defeat you!”

Pillows. Everything I'd left behind, getting yeeted like trash. A whole vibe: 'Thanks for playing, don't come back.' Then came the grand finale—our wedding photo. There I was, standing all stiff next to Calvin, smiling like I didn't know better. That girl? Total stranger now. The frame hit the ground and shattered—glass everywhere. I took a breath, stepped right over the mess, and kept walking. Last night's rain had passed. So had mine. ***

The light seemed to fill the night and reflect through the area. Raven turned around and looked at me. The tears hadn’t stopped. They glowed on her cheeks. “Everything in me… hates this,” she said. “But… I’m a woman of my word. This… is the last time I’ll ever see you. It’s the last time I will even think of the promise I made to her.” I struggled to push myself off the ground. “What do you… You said—" “I hope… you’re happy with all of your decisions.” She set her jaw as she sheathed her sword. “And don’t bring up anything related to that woman. You aren’t a member of our family, remember?”

ALPHA FENRIR’s POV. “Raven! Where the F U C K are you?” I hissed angrily. “Here alpha Fenrir,” Raven answered and quickly rushed out to meet me. I approached Raven, my eyes blazing with anger. She looked up at me, she bit her lower lips. "So, Damien is dead," I stated my voice firm but my rage evident as I spoke. "And I hear you were the last one to see him alive. Care to explain?”

“The Hawthorne family name should disappear with us tonight…forever. Take care of my mother and Fera.” “What the hell are you talking about?” Raven panics, growling at Rizz. “I love you.” He says, smiling, and without letting me hear his voice. “No, Riz…” I am sprinting, my lungs burning, the gravel stinging my bare heels as I rush him. But it's too late. He looks at me with an empty glance, and it's a choice, a final decision. There is a sharp gasp as he steps off the stone, not by accident, but on purpose. Raven gives a screech as they fall together. The sound of their bodies hitting nothing, just air, is louder than the scream caught in my throat. I stop at the very edge, staring down at

Alice, munching on popcorn, watched intently as if viewing a movie while Lavi smiled at her. Raven entered Jacob's home, settling in like a regular visit. Thankfully, Rick had installed a spy camera in Jacob's room, allowing us a clear view of the unfolding scene, even in his absence. Raven conversed with Jacob, who shared his latest plan—a plan I suspected to be a ruse. As Raven drank from a chalice, unbeknownst to him, it had been poisoned to paralyze him. Gradually, the effects took hold, and confusion crossed Raven's face as his eyes grew heavy. Before he could piece together what was happening, Jacob's assistant emerged from behind and drove an oak stake into Raven's heart. Lavi and Ali

Their close relationship had been strained, but for now the shared goal of taking down The Raven was a united force. One morning, as we were looking up new intelligence reports in Nathan’s class, Detective Harris arrived with a quick update. His face was serious, his manner serious. “Leaders of The Raven have received reliable information about the last meeting,” Harris said, handing Nathan a journal. “It’s scheduled to happen on a remote property in the countryside. This could be our chance to hire the remaining high-ranking members and terminate their jobs once and for all.” Nathan’s eyes widened as he studied the dossier. “Do we have any information about who will be coming?” he asked.