Raven And Beastboy Novels & Stories

❄️ CHAPTER 62 ❄️ " Axion " The tears that Phoenix had been trying to hold back finally fell as she kissed his beast neck tenderly. Axion could feel his heart skip and his stomach spark. Even in his beast form, her touch still has an effect on him.

It took the Raven Prince and his men half an hour to destroy the lab, which his mother built in ten years. It's like a base for Irina, from where she does most of her evil deeds from. All the scientists are killed and the lab is burned down to the ground. The Raven guards took the kids back to their homes. When each kid is being handed over to their parents, the gratitude that was shining brightly in their eyes made everyone's heart swell with pride. They know they did the right thing. They are now more grateful to Raphael than ever. Their loyalty now solely belongs to the Raven Prince, whom they fondly call as 'Boss '.

His shyness scared people away… With a frown, his mind returned to poor Debbie. Good thing that child-molesting asshole was already dead or he'd kill him. He actually wished that the asshole was still alive so that he could torture the bastard and THEN kill him. Beast popped his neck and several of the prisoners under his care were unsure of what to make of the giant, scarred, guard that smirked one minute and scowled the next. One thing was for certain; the sight of him alone assured that none of them would be stepping out of line.

Awoo! Raven howled in agony, still feeling the shift happening in every single bone and nerve in his body. The five newly turned wolves then howled in different roar and level of pain until Raven suddenly attacked the first one who shifted. The rest of the pack was a bit of surprised because Raven was such a quiet boy, and it also alerted the council. Then, an expected fight among them broke out.

I watch the door open, Bear, Hawk and Doc walking in and sitting. “Take a look.” I watch as Grayson holds out the box and envelope. Why is he showing them? I stare at him. “Raven’s past is coming back, it’s someone who likes to kill those she is close to. So we’re calling in everyone, if we’re not with her, we need at least three more guys watching her closely.” “You said those she is close to?” Doc looks at us and we nod. “Yes, that includes Ava, so if we’re not going to be with Ava, we need more people around her.” I won’t let Grayson pretend like Ava isn’t a target.

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.

Bellamy yelled. But before the guards could pull their triggers, Ravena threw her hand flat toward us. She didn't call on a wolf's strength. She unleashed a massive, concussive wave of dark purple energy that ripped through the tunnel. The blast hit Marcus and Jace squarely in the chest, throwing their massive frames backward into the brick walls with a sickening crunch. Their rifles splashed into the water, useless.

He had pinned me against the cold stone of the relic chamber, his arm coiled around my head, the other hand bruising my hip. His breath was ragged, his golden eyes heavy with the darkness of the curse that threatened to consume him. “You want to hate me,” he growled, his fangs scraping against my throat. “Your scent tells me otherwise, even as your eyes promise murder.” I choked on a breath, my body betraying me. “I will never be your Queen,” I snapped, even as my body arched towards him. He laughed softly, pressing his hips into mine, so I could feel the rigid length of him. “I don’t want a Queen, little Null. I want to burn alive in you before the world ends. And you, you’re going

I asked. Frank stopped cutting into his piece of chicken and looked up at me. "Raven is a child born in the shadows. To date, we have no idea what he is. All I know is that the Russians did a lot of experiments on the boy when he was born. He looks like death. He's pale, lean, and tall with these long fingers. He looks a lot like a Reaper.

“That’s what the Men of the Shadows use to bind people. If they said it’s a debt to pay, then it’s them. It’s those men.” My eyes scanned the chaos. I knew it, felt it—they were watching. “If they’re responsible, we need to leave now,” Damon said sharply. “They have to be here somewhere,” I muttered. “Do you want to die here before finding them?” Damon snapped. “What matters is leaving before this place burns to the ground.” “I’ll find a way out,” Raven said as she stretched—and then morphed into a bird, taking off effortlessly. I froze for a second, seeing her shift for the first time, but forced myself to focus.