Raven Celine Age Novels & Stories

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.

James asked, giving his daughter a stern look. Christopher panicked a bit, hoping that his elder sister hasn’t through their facade. Ashley shook her head. “Never mind dad.” Her response made Christopher let out a breathe he has been holding. “How old are you, Raven?” Ashley pressed on. “Twenty six.” Raven responded. “You are twenty six and you already have a seven years old son?” She snorted. Raven exchanged glances with Christopher, her eyes demanding if he hasn’t made things clear enough to his family yet.

just a nobody. "But they really need to stop this bad behavior already, they derived joy in seeing other people hurt", I blurted out. She nodded. "Iam Kelsi" I introduce myself collecting the bottle water I dropped earlier from her. "Rita!" She smiled widely, she is no doubt adorable with her red lips and big bright eyes. I smiled. "Let's get something before the break ends" rita urged exictedly while her followed behind her. After break, I walked into the class and sat down.

//Raven\\ Giselle knew very well how to abuse me emotionally. Her words brought back hidden memories. Memories that brought me nothing but pain. Memories that reminded me of the cruelty of the moon goddess. A reality I can't escape from, is that I am nothing but a wolf-less girl. I can still recall that unfortunate day. ******Flashback****** *Raven at eighteen - three years ago* I jumped out of bed, startled by the hard slap exerted on my face. I snapped my head fancily looking for the source of the wake-up call.

celine is at the back looking at her second mother CELINE is a small child,but when it comes to wisdom, she's wise. "Mummy,are you angry? She asked "No am not; Isabella replied Tell me the truth mummy "Did dad get you angry? Or is me that make you angry Celine asked. Am not angry at you, am only angry at Dad nonchalance attitude.isabella replied She couldn't suppress her smile as angry as she was because of Celine Please don't be angry,she said this touching her mummy face.

CHAPTER ONE “The Raven King…” Liana gasped softly. Her heart raced as she stared at the whiteboard. The words felt like music to her ears. This was it, the topic she’d been waiting for all semester. The infamous king who ruled with ravens circling his throne, the one whispered about in bedtime stories and blood-soaked legends. The lecturer finally turned to face the class. “When did this historical story take place?” Before he even finished, Liana’s hand shot up. Her pulse fluttered in excitement. She wasn’t the loud type. In fact, most people barely noticed her, but this….this was her moment.

She stated, interrupting me. “No, I guess not. But like I explained, I’d happily spend my days never having to interact with her if she left me alone”. “Good point!”. Leo chimed in as he eye-rolled his mother. “What are you doing with your life now, Raven, since you left school?” Alpha Caleb asked. “I go to the college where I study art. I’m a good student and Professor Colin believes I have real potential. I hope to become an art professor myself or even a substitute whilst working at our museum”.

Chantelle's POV As Delcan asked me out, I could feel my heart racing. I knew I should say no, but something about him made me want to say yes. I could see the hope in his eyes, and I couldn't bear to disappoint him. I felt myself blushing as I gave him my answer. "Yes," I said. His face lit up with joy, and I felt my stomach do a somersault. I didn't know what to expect from this date, but I knew I was in for an adventure. I walked into my house, feeling a rush of joy. My uncle and his family were sitting in the living room, waiting for me to start working, but I couldn't bring myself to care. My thoughts were consumed by the upcoming date with Delcan. I knew it was foolish to get so excited

I was deep in thought, wondering why Aunt Maya was really here. But it became clear tonight. I had eavesdropped on her and her dad. "Gwen may not be a werewolf; the girl may be human, just like her mother. "But I don't want to believe that." "Artemis was a wolf, Dylan!" Aunt Maya cautioned her brother. "She was not; I bit her." "She was never born a wolf." "Gwen will be going to wolf camp; they'll train her." He said.

“It’s starting to look like a proper pack out there,” I can’t hide my smile when I hear Raven’s voice from behind me. “Raven,” I gasp, turning to see her standing in the doorway of my room with Roan in her arms. “Lily, you look so beautiful,” Raven smiles, despite looking exhausted and run down from what I would guess is a lack of sleep. I blush standing in front of her, wearing a lavender white ombre A-line floor length gown with a large slit up to my thigh on one side.