Raven And Slade Novels & Stories

“The merc company Raijin and I formed is called Conspiracy of Ravens. Where we’re from, a raven’s a large black bird that’s ridiculously smart, opportunistic, and tricky. They do whatever it takes to survive, and it kinda represents our modus operandi to a T.” All of them mulled over Eva’s words for a few moments before Doreth chipped in her thoughts. “Let’s add a little Drogar flair to your Ravens,” she said. “We’ve got a similar bird - Ventrii Stalkers. They’re these hunter/fishers that’re smaller and less aggressive than Avicii Raptors, but definitely smarter and way more agile.” “Oh, good pick,” added Severas. “Most birds on the planet are in constant conflict with each other. The war co

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.

They thought they lost Kyra but talking to her right now, Raven knows they were mistaken. They discovered Raven was a werewolf after fighting with Luther. Her skill was so powerful that it wasn’t immediately apparent that she, like Cain, was a shifter. Her ability that Tyler enhanced prevented her from shifting. They also stayed at their HeadQuarters’ medical center for a few weeks after the battle. And, as Tyler mentioned, Kyra is not Cael’s mate. Damon, on the other hand, has his eye on another woman. Hugo is the same, thus they can’t be together. When there is an unexpected assignment, Kyra is frequently the only one who fights. Raven and Kyra both looked at their phones. Beatrix sent the

“It’s already begun. To other species of the paranormal community, this is a brand. To a point you’ll be safe.” “What do you mean ‘to a point’?” Raymond let out a sigh. “Scott is a very powerful man. He’s the alpha of the Northern Forest pack. There are many who would see his downfall.” “And I’d be the price of his downfall?” she asked, seeing his point. “Yes. You’ve got to take extra care.” Raymond kissed her head. “I’m proud of you.” She left him to his work. How was she going to get through the ceremony knowing his pack would hate her?

Layla's POV: The last few lectures have been about things such as werewolves, witches, and vampires. The Professor has also spoken in depth about the history of Draphend and its association with the supernatural. I am eager to learn more about these beings, hoping to find out more about myself as well as the Draven family. The night Mr Draven hired me he told me of the family's secret. They are vampires. He assured me I was in no danger as they fulfill their thirst for blood on animals. For some strange reason I felt at ease as soon as I entered the Draven manor. I willingly accepted the job and since then I have been reading and studying as much as I can on vampires.

The car stops in front of a house where a man and a woman—middle-aged—walk out to greet me. I step out. “Good afternoon.” I offer a small bow. “Roland, how are you?” the woman speaks first. “I’m Rachel, Diana’s mother.” She opens her arms for a hug. I do not care for hugs. Or people. I never have. “Sorry,” I say flatly. “I’m not a hugger.” Her arms fall back to her sides, smile stiff. The man steps in. “Dylan, Diana’s father.” He offers his hand. I accept it.

“Bring the Black Coast shipment codes, the account access, and every fucking file you stole.” A sob caught painfully in my throat. What the hell were they talking about? “I swear I don’t know anything,” I whispered desperately. “I don’t even know who Ravens is.” One of the men barked out a laugh. “Damn. She really clueless.” “Not our fucking problem,” another muttered. The gun pressed harder into my skin and my breathing immediately turned shaky again. “You hear that, Ravens?” the man said into the phone. “Fourteen hours before we paint the floor with her brains.”

I hope i never give up on him, he deserves so much, he deserves to br fought for. I stood right up from the swing, smiling enough to make anyone want to smile as well, he face softened as he he looked at as if he were accessing me with what looked like a crystal blue eyes under the ray over sun that hit his face, making him look mesmerizing. He looked at me like he was trying to crack a code. I reached for his hand, "slide?", I asked still smiling, like i was so enchanted by a slide I've seen a hundred times(also a slide a kid died in 2 summers ago) "Don't tell me you also love to slide, cause the swings are one thing but i feel you're way too old for that little slide", he said smirking, lo

What has been happening here since I left? “Wait I can't follow, who are these people and why are they attacking us?” I asked. Crystal and Viktor shared a look, one that sent chills down my spine. “ The Raven wolves are a group of self acclaimed mercenary wolves who have been trying to take up territories for years to form their own pack and they have finally succeeded. The Shadowmoon pack and the Raven wolves had a mutual agreement on marriage and supplies so the Raven wolves stayed away from the borders, but a few years ago the marriage agreement was canceled and the Raven wolves have sworn revenge by attacking the pack wanting to claim here as their territory. We have been fighting back f

“I agree on that front. I erased Caitlyn’s Faulin’s name and paired her with one of the free Omegas, leaving her sister with Shaw. I don’t think everybody is going to like this rotation.” “The more they complain, the harder they train.” Slade shrugged with a smile. “It’s fun to train with wolves that have a lot of pent up anger, they almost always pick up something new when you’re sparring or on the dimmer side, they get floored and learn the harder way.”