Raven Blackwood Novels & Stories

And now, just when things were beginning to settle, Raven disappears? It was too much of a coincidence. “I want her financial records pulled,” I said. “Any unusual transactions. Travel bookings. Hidden accounts.” Lee arched a brow. “You think she planned this?” “I think,” I said slowly, “that Raven Blackwood has been keeping secrets.” --- Sera’s POV My hands trembled as I typed furiously on my laptop, digging through old files, emails, anything that would give me a clue as to where Raven had gone. Nothing.

He hit John very hard on the back, pulling him away from his girl, who hugged him tightly, pulling at her with a trembling heart. Aaron, Jack, come quickly, talk to his beta and his brother Then he looked at the frightened Renee, "Come on, Black." He muttered, his eyes turning immediately to the color of his wolf "black." His face, neck, and even his hands were filled with fearsome veins, black veins Lucas began to read the spells in front of him quickly and nervously Zain sensed him who raised his hand He pointed at Lucas, muttering a few words, and then the book fell out of Lucas' hand

I looked down the hallway and through the other side, and there was actually no one in sight. My heart hammered as I approached the large double office doors with D. BLACKWOOD engraved on the metal plate. I forced my trembling hand to knock. No answer. Great. I knocked again. Still nothing. Screw it. I pushed the door open— —and froze in place. Damian Blackwood sat behind his massive black desk. Sharp suit. Cuffed sleeves. Jaw tight enough to crack a diamond. He didn’t look up at me. Not even a glance. I opened my mouth to speak but was cut off by his deep voice.

A group of Vance warriors stood around them, their swords drawn. "Where is it?" Isabella screamed, her face contorted with rage. "Where is the bastard child the Ghost Raven is hiding? Tell me, or I’ll strip the skin from your back!" The servant could only sob. "She won't tell you," a voice boomed from the shadows. The Ghost Raven stepped into the light of the torches. She moved with a silent, lethal grace that made the warriors step back in fear. "You," Isabella spat, her eyes wild. "You think you can come into my keep and hide your filth? I am the Luna of Blackwood! I demand you present the child for inspection!"

this was her moment. “1438 AE Earldom,” she said with confidence, her voice clear and bright. A hush fell over the room before the lecturer smiled approvingly. “Very correct.” Liana leaned forward, her eyes sparkling. “It was recorded by Monk Alphonso, he's the only true witness to the story.” “Excellent,” the lecturer replied, pleased. “The Raven King was known as one of the most brutal rulers in history, feared for his tyranny and endless executions. It’s said he burned down the world after a great betrayal from his wife and best friend.”

That bike was her anchor, the only thing that made sense in a world that chewed people up and spit them out. The wolf beneath her skin stirred, restless. She shoved it down, hard. “Rave!” Her cousin’s voice cut across the lot. Cole Blackthorne swaggered out of the shadows with a beer dangling from his tattooed hand, wearing that trademark smirk that made people either trust him or want to break his nose. “Brooding again?” he teased, nodding at her beer. “You’re turning into a buzzkill. Drink before Reed notices you’re not joining in.” Raven slid off the hood, stretching lazily. “Reed notices everything. That’s the problem.”

“You think this is over? You’ve only broken the lock. The thing beneath the Black Moon stirs, child. And it remembers your name.” Kaelira’s blood ran cold. “No,” she whispered. “The Echo was the last of it. I destroyed it.” “You destroyed its shell,” Varyn said. “But its heart — the true Black Moon — was never in this world to begin with. It’s waiting. And it’s calling you home.” Zevran stepped forward. “Then we’ll burn your god a second time.” Varyn’s expression softened, almost pitying. “You can’t fight the storm, boy. You can only drown in it.”

She says with a genuine smile, earning an elbow from Jess. I shake my head, dismissing both of the women, especially Jessica and telling Kennock I’ll call for him if I need someone to escort us when we go to Blackmoon. He stops after two steps and turns back, his eyes shining with an emotion neither of us can afford to name right now, and I nod to him. I know, and I feel it too, but right now it doesn’t matter, not when lives are on the line. ‘He has a wolf.’ Raven says, purring with glee. I stop midstep as if lightning hit me. He has a wolf? But I do not smell nothing but vampire, and even that is faint, as if he is hiding his full aura or something.

Like a version of me that belonged in a completely different world. I jerked back slightly, my heart racing, as if I’d been stung by the picture. Julian watched me closely, his eyes following every expression that crossed my face. “What is this?” I whispered, my voice barely audible. “Who is she?” “That,” Julian said calmly, folding his arms casually over his chest, “is Kimberly Hayes. She’s my cousin’s fiancée. Nathan Blackwood—CEO of Blackwood Industries.” He reached over, swiping his finger across the screen until another picture appeared. “That’s him.”

My breath quickened. His touch was different from Levi. Where Levi’s touch had been fire and hunger, Nate’s was control and power. Both devastated me in completely different ways. I couldn’t hear the priest’s words. Couldn’t focus past Nate’s hand on my back and Levi three feet away and the fact that my body was betraying me by responding to both. “I would like to acknowledge our witnesses. Standing as best man, Nate Blackthorne’s brother and second-in-command of the Shadowmoon Pack, Levi Blackthorne.”