Pretty Raven Novels & Stories

having unusual thoughts homing his mind, Raven ran inside the room madly. He widely opened the door such that it hit the wall beside making a loud thud noise. And as soon as he laid his eyes to the scene taking place inside the room, the colours of his face turned pallid. “Kiara!” Raven slipped down on his knees witnessing that she was sitting on the edge of the bed with one of Raven’s tablet watching all the old videos of Billy and him.

After the argument in the car, Raven was surprised to receive a text message with an address and time for the gig. He debated whether to go as he changed shirts three times in front of his bathroom mirror, finally settling on a plain black t-shirt and jeans. He shrugged on his leather biker’s jacket and ran a comb through his hair. “Shit,” he told himself in the mirror as he fidgeted with his hair and ran his nails through the stubble on his cheeks contemplating the value of shaving. “You are like a nervous virgin dressing for her prom date.”

Perhaps he might in no way have checked out it again. Just as Isabella stated, he turned into absolutely worthless. Clearly, this turned into the handiest ash instead of Monalisa herself. Raven dispelled his despair and stood up. Agonizing over the last turned into now no longer going to extrude anything. Hence, Raven determined to take a tub first, wash his hair, and refresh himself. He turned into additionally a touch worried approximately Anna who turned into nonetheless downstairs. . . . ……

“Dad, this is camp, it’s where I’ve been living.” “And you know all of these people?” “Yes. Although some of them aren’t from the camp, we have a lot of alpha Wayne’s fighters here”. “Alpha Wayne?... but why?”. “Raven, you’re back!”. I heard grams call as walked out of her cabin door. As soon as her eyes clocked dad standing next to me she suddenly stopped in her tracks as she looked completely taken aback. “Abe!”. Her lip wobbled as she took in the sight of him.

What has changed? "I know it's been forever." Raven sighed dramatically, bypassed me and dropped into the seat next to Mom. It was weird to see them both together. Raven looked the same as usual, though. Her arms were decorated with sparkly bangles and bulky rings lay on her fingers. She pushed her black hair over her shoulder and it cascaded softly down her back. "So, where are you both off tonight, then?" Mom asked excitedly, sounding like a teenage girl. "There's a New Year's Eve party at Ross's house," Raven began. "I know it's going to be good because my horoscope says I should focus on myself more for this month so that means I'm getting blackout tonight."

“Raven who? Man, she's bold, picking a fight at a Madrigal family's party. They're all getting tossed out for sure." “You don't know Raven? She's the one who took gold at nationals, both a shooting champion and a race car driver. Didn't think she'd show up here. Looks even better in person, honestly." “What about the one in pink? Never seen her before, and that outfit's straight out of a vintage catalog."

Raven calls playfully. I roll my eyes even though a smile tugs at my lips. When I open the door, Raven walks in with all the confidence of someone who has absolutely no anxiety in her DNA. Her hair is in curlers, one sock is missing, and she still manages to look better than 90% of the world population. “You look like you’re about to bolt,” she says, dropping a makeup bag onto my bed. “Or puke, or maybe both.” “Thanks for the vote of confidence.”

I said, hurrying to the bed to get my shirt before we hurried outside together. Outside, Raven stood beside her bike, her back turned against us. Her black leathered clothes clung to her skin, shimmering. Sunny tapped me quickly and whispered. “ Ghost's in a bad mood today. Don't trigger it” I nodded, fixing my attention on Raven who stood leg akimbo. I wondered why she was in a bad mood. It can't be about yesterday right? But Raven didn't act like someone who was mad. What happened to her overnight?

Making me feel like i just asked the worst question. "Well", he said his voice going back to how it usually was, the voice that would make a stranger run for the hills. "Well I'm Bryan Raven, lived in New York most of my life till now. Cause my dad thinks I can jump off our apartment, so here I am being catered by you guys", he said finally with his face going plane. "Well trust me they're way more places to kill yourself here than in New York", i said matter factly trying to lighten his mood. "And you'll also have enough reasons not to, believe me", I said practically whispering it, hoping he heard me. I hope i never give up on him, he deserves so much, he deserves to br fought for.

The next moment, Raven throws himself at me, wrapping his arms and legs around me so that I stumble back and we both crush down on the sofa. “You’re fucking kidding me!” he yells. “You’ve got to be screwing with me! I’m going to see them live? No shit, James? You’re my fucking favorite person in the world, you know that? I fucking love you, do you know that?” I can see Catherine in the background, wincing at his string of curses. She catches my eye and mouths, ‘What is it?’ “Two tickets to a ‘Fake Drug’ show in Harrisburg,” I growl, trying to unglue Raven from me. “Come on, dude, let go. Seriously, you’re overreacting.”