Novel & Cerita Raven And Starfire Love Fanfiction

Raven may have left as their sister and best friend, but she returned as a claimed female, and it was too fresh for Luca to be that close to her in the presence of her mate. Sensing that he was unaware, Raven quickly alleviated the situation and stepped around the pair, wrapping an arm around Sparrow's waist, instantly calming him down. “Alpha Luca, Luna Victoria, this is Sparrow. My mate.” Raven said confidently. She watched as her long-time friends and family stared at Sparrow in fear. She understood why. Sparrow was a terrifying man visually, but all she ever saw was his thoughtfulness, protectiveness and his constant attentiveness to her and her needs. She wanted nothing more than to sne

“How are you feeling?” “It’s hard to tell. I’m still in a daze.” “Let me know if there’s anything I could do to make you feel better.” “Just stay right by my side,” Raven gently responded while her fingers grazed his hand. Their fingers intertwined, and she continued, “We are mates. Whatever happens, we will endure it together and triumph.” Yes, that was right. He had a life with Raven. She was his Luna and nothing would change that. Not even the unexpected return of the woman who stabbed his heart years ago.

"Months pass, and I grow closer to Lycan. Lycan is like a friend, more than a member of the pack. And I realize that Raven is falling in love with it. She is falling in love with a shapeshifter, a creature that is not even human. But I don't care. She loves Lycan for who it is, not for what it is. Raven POV "She decided to tell Lycan how she felt, to be honest with him about her feelings. She is nervous, but she is determined. She approaches it and looks into its eyes. She tells it that she loves it, that it means more to her than anything else. She is surprised by its reaction. It looks at her with a mixture of surprise and joy. It tells her that it feels the same, that it has been hiding i

And River had a perfectly good mate and still went for her sister? Classy. I didn’t feel anything at first. No shock. No sympathy. Hell, not even anger. Just this strange, bitter amusement. So I smirked. Because Raven wasn’t some random girl I could write off. She wasn’t weak. She wasn’t clueless. She wasn’t mine. She was his. And now she was in my house, wearing the same broken look he left her with. I closed the folder and tapped my fingers against the edge of my desk.

Raven / Scarlett’s POV My mind went blank for a second before his words sank in. Sleep together. My face burned almost immediately. The kiss flashed through my mind, followed by the memory of waking up tangled with him that morning and the feel of his bare skin beneath my hands as I healed him. He wanted us to do that. Tonight. I stared at him, completely unable to speak. My mouth opened, but nothing came out. I was suddenly too embarrassed to even look him in the eye.

His calm smirk only fueled my rage further. "Stop it!" Raven shouted, stepping between us once again. Her hands pressed against my chest, and I froze, the heat of her touch battling the fire of my anger. "Is this what you want, Azariah?" she demanded, her voice trembling with frustration. "To fight for dominance like animals? That’s not love! It’s ego, and I won’t be part of it!" Declan stepped back, his expression hardening. "I’ve had enough of this," she continued, her voice cracking as her eyes darted between us. "I never asked for any of this... not the bond, not the rivalry, and definitely not this madness!"

I was beyond happy, and I knew nothing could break us apart again. “I love you.” I whispered. *Alternate end* flashback* Day 60 Raven dedicated her last days in the past to searching for the key to Fred’s box. Time was fast, just like yesterday. She arrived to the past. Raven ignored all of France’s calls, hoping he wouldn’t come visiting. She knew she had to confront him, it was something she feared to do. She didn’t want to come into terms with the fact that she was in love with her stalker, or possibly her father’s murderer.

But in the end, it only made their bond darker, stronger, and more unbreakable. Raven smiled sleepily against his chest as another small orgasm rippled through her. “I hope they come back soon,” she whispered. “So you can fuck me even harder next time they’re outside the door.” Damien chuckled darkly, rubbing her swollen belly. “Careful, baby. I just might.” Their twisted paradise endured full of risks, cum, tears, and endless possession. And Raven had never been happier to be caught in it.

Drawing blood, he licks it and smiles. He says, "Right now it is just you and me. Eric doesn't ever have to know and if he finds out, I would gladly kill him if it meant that we could be bonded mates. I know deep down in my soul that you are mine Raven." Looking up into his golden eyes, I feel something strange and I hear a cry, but it's not from anyone else. It's coming from the pups inside me. Clutching my stomach, I demand, "Put me down now! My pups are dying and I need the doctor."

And he felt the exact moment when she understood that he'd made a choice to respect her autonomy rather than demand her compliance. As Ash approached the cabin where Raven and Kade were presumably spending the morning, he felt a third presence enter his awareness through the magical landscape surrounding them. Something ancient. Something powerful. Something that radiated the particular signature of Starborn magic operating at levels most wolves couldn't comprehend. And through the mate bond, he felt Raven's terror spike as she apparently recognized that presence as something or someone from her past.