Raven And Slade Novels & Stories

Chapter 67 My Babies Niklaus fell asleep with his arms wrapped around Raven, his vampire form fully embraced, his wings enveloping her in a protective cuddle. As they both stirred awake, Raven gazed at him with curious eyes, a departure from her previous growls. Kie, David, Abatrose, and Luke arrived with food, delighted to find the pair cuddling, a promising sign of progress. Raven no longer flinched at their presence, recognizing them as providers of sustenance. The group noticed a nest she had created, sparking a whispered debate: could she be pregnant? And if so, who was the father? The possibility hung in the air, as they pondered, Raven's eyes never left Niklaus, her expression soft, a

WINTER'S POV Jess's words kept echoing in my head. I had always known that Rafael was a tyrannical ruler; his reputation preceded him. But I never imagined that he had killed his mate. I had also never known about the curse that plagued him until now. In contrast, Slade was nothing like that. While one could argue that he was cursed, he wasn't mad, nor was he a murderer of his spouse. Slade was loving—the kind of mate anyone would wish for, and...

Jade mumbles. “There will always be an unhappy party. Here, it’s those that were stripped of their magic and wolves, and they are blaming the rest of us, not taking responsibility for their actions.” Raven says, coming through the side door. I can see just how tired and worn down she is. Our wolves heal us quickly, yet she has prominent dark circles under her eyes. Telling me her wolf is just as tired. “Babe, come sit,” I tell her as she toes off her shoes.

10:30 𝚙𝚖. *𝙾𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙽𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝙼𝚞𝚛𝚍𝚎𝚛* As Bridgette sped through the rain-drenched streets, her anger burned hot and fierce. The knowledge of her lover's betrayal of her ultimate rival, Natalie Wayne, fueled her fury, and she gripped the steering wheel tightly, her knuckles turning white.

Panting heavily, Shawn placed a hand on his heart then turned to glare at Raven. "Stop associating yourself with what I have going on here, Caddel. Fighting a demon is far from my agenda today." Raven said in irritation. "I also don't plan to fight a thousand year old vampire who has no idea how to control herself and always gives in to murderous intents." Caddel scoffed. "You should be on your way back, Raven." Shawn suddenly said as he took his seat again. "I'm not leaving here without Taylor Mason. Unless you'll have to kill me." Raven refused stubbornly.

Today was not only the first day of her marriage to Damon, but the day for the traditional hunt that was held after a royal marriage where the new spouse would run with the Royal and Allied packs to create a bond. To their horror, there was no official hunt held in Leah’s honor since she couldn’t shift at all. Men had still decided to run, but women were forced to hold an informal court gathering instead. It was one of the reasons they never really considered her part of the pack. Leah had always felt guilty about it, but this time, Leah decided not to care. She could never be a part of this Pack. Once silence fell, she peeked out and immediately blushed. Against the pale morning light, his

Raven looked at the man before her, wondering if he had lost his mind. “I know what you are thinking, and no, I’m not out of my mind. You are not going anywhere,” Damon told her. Raven wondered why this man wanted her to stay, wasn’t he supposed to be with his wife or something? Just because he had no ring on his finger didn’t mean he was not married.

"One thing's for sure, the Lunaria pack are never good news." "That's Avena Slade," I said finally telling them and shutting them up. "Daughter of the now late previous Alpha of the Lunaria pack.

I set the report aside, my thoughts swirling, and moved to the shelf to retrieve a book titled *Dark Realm*, written by one of Raven’s own—a wolf who had broken free from the darkness and reclaimed his purity. I admired the author’s courage, documenting a journey he had witnessed with his own eyes. The book began with King Ravengrim, the ruthless Lord of the Dark Realm, whose thirst for power was insatiable. Human souls were not enough for him; he craved dominion not only over the Dark Realm but also over Earth and Heaven. Ravengrim’s closest friend was Shawn, a lone wolf who despised packs and the old ways. Ravengrim had tempted Shawn with a promise of power—to make him stronger than any Al

A Comedic Misadventure The revelation of their mirrored emotions towards Raven had left the twins with a shared sense of purpose. This new discovery, a confluence of feelings that were both intense and unprecedented, spurred them into action. Determined to unravel the enigma that Raven presented and to understand their simultaneous connection to her, the duo resolved to make her acquaintance together. After all, their combined strengths had always made them a force to be reckoned with. Little did they anticipate that the very coordination that made them so formidable would now be their undoing.