Raven 8 Novels & Stories

“The mailroom’s downstairs, if…” “I’m looking for…” The delivery man checked the tablet balanced on top of the unmarked white box. “…a Raven Cannon. Is anyone by that name here? I need a signature.” Raven rose shakily, trying to steady herself with her hands against her desktop. Quickly, she slipped the folder into a desk drawer and locked it, closing the tiny key in her fist like a talisman. Then she let it fall into her pocket and stepped out into the common space. “I’m here,” she said, trying to be brave.

Her voice came from behind like that of a ghost with an intention to haunt. Holding on to her chest tightly Raven gasped for breath. "Do you mind giving me a forewarning before hand? I really don't want to die of heart attack." Folding her arms against her chest, Tiana raised her brow. "Two questions is all I am asking. One, why did you come in late? Two, who the hell owns that beamer? That's a 2021 model boo!" Raven looked perplexed. “Geez! I didn't even realize you know cars or that they interest you."

Zach reprimanded them both, and they both fell silent. "This will help us now," said Raven, referring to the black box she was holding. He opened it and we saw that it was a ring. It was six silver rings, to be exact. The design is full of rings with glued diamonds of various colors. The design of the rings is just the same. It's cute! "Here. Those rings will light up when I press the violet diamond. I will press it once I feel something strange, " said Raven. "Don't tell me you invented it too?" Brent asked

Raven is a brilliant student but suffers from mild dyslexia which makes it unbearable for her when it comes to computer based exams or tests. Raven makes straight A's and B's in written exams but doesn't do as much when it comes to computer based exams . She rushes to packs her things and prepare for school and then packs as many pills as possible so she doesn't feel too much pain. The bell rings for Language class and Raven packs the materials needed for her test. She goes in and notices that Devon replaces her seatmate Laura . Devon; hey Brownie!!! Raven; hi Devon. Thanks for coming around last night

Hollowborn screamed, Hunters faltered, and even the rogues recoiled. Raven’s scream cut through the chaos, pure and terrifying, as she moved through the battlefield like a god. Every strike, every surge of energy, every motion was precise, as Riders and guardians alike followed her lead, their combined power amplifying hers, creating a symphony of destruction that no army could withstand.

“Not today. I’ll set this up instead, so we’ll know where they are.” That actually made a lot of sense. I hadn’t even thought of that. If we couldn’t catch them now, then we could track them later. We wouldn’t have to rely on guessing anymore. As long as Raven didn’t notice and it stayed hidden, we could follow them anywhere. He turned his head toward me. “Do you know what Raven’s car looks like?” he asked. I nodded. “Black sedan. Dark tint. Plate number ends in 27.” “Let’s move,” he replied, already opening the door.

Through the rips in reality, I caught glimpses of somewhere else - a place of eternal darkness that oozed nothing but terror. Then she stepped through. Raven. Raven had changed since our encounter at Blake's house months ago. Her ebony skin now bore intricate blood-red tattoos that covered every visible inch of her body. They weren't just markings - they were moving, shifting patterns that pulsed with their own malevolent light. Her crimson eyes burned with power that made the air around her shimmer like heat waves. When she moved, reality bent slightly, as if the world itself was afraid of her presence. Even Dante stepped back, recognition and something like fear flickering across his ancie

Even now, days later, to access my powers feels like wading through mud with invisible chains weighing me down but when I do, I destroy them in an instant. “What do you want from me?” I asked, though I already feared the answer. “I want proof you’re more than raw power in a body,” Raven said. His eyes held me like steel. “I want to see the strong warrior I trained, the monster and also you in control of it.” A heavy gate opens at the far side of the arena. My stomach knotted. Titan stepped through. He was huge in size, eight feet tall, with broad shoulders enough to block the light of the day and arms spread like tree trunks.

Charlotte’s head feels like she has been hit with multiple hammers a thousand times over. A sharp, pulsating pain courses through her skull, making her groan softly. Her throat is dry, her limbs feel like lead, and her eyes itch as she struggles to open them. What the hell is going on? Where is she? The last thing she remembers is an angry voice screaming “RAVEN!”, and then… nothing.

Raven directed her glare at Eight " So why did you take off your own shirt?" " Uh ... nothing" Eight said hastily. " Why are you so concerned about my body anyway?" Meek questioned Raven gulped " Nothing, it's your body, if you want to display it at the arena, you should go ahead" Raven tried to brush past him when she accidentally collided into his chest, her eyes met his and her heart started racing wildly Eight cleared his throat loudly " We should head to the arena!!" **** *The Steele's Manor* *Havilah City*