Raven Celine Exposed Novels & Stories

Raven’s hair and eyes are pitch black and her aura was that of an extraordinarily powerful Lycan Alpha. While Liliana’s hair is silvery white with eyes that are pale blue and white near the center, her aura radiates her powerful Lycan Healer abilities. “Daddy she’s here!” Liliana calls out with a look of relief flooding her like she is glad to see her sister’s ok. “Liliana, get back!” Rebecca snarls while running beside Gideon as I carry Raven outside into the snow finding Liliana’s lack of fear very amusing. “Raven, what are you doing where have you been, it’s morning?” Gideon panics taking her from my arms possessively as I rub her back trying to keep her calm.

“This place is crowded with reporters. If I don’t go after her, they will publish stories stating that I don't care about my fiancee.” “Reporters,” she echoes, like she’s trying to confirm if that’s my main reason for leaving. A wide smile breaks out on her face. “You should go, Rain.” I give her a nod and drive off, straight after the ambulance. In five minutes, we’re at the Ravenwood medical center, the most prestigious hospital in Raven Heights. When I catch up to Selene, she’s being examined. The examination lasts ten minutes, after which the doctor tells her to wait for pain relievers to be prescribed before leaving.

"If something were to happen to me, I want you to call the number I saved on the phone." Celine remembered Jao's words and immediately dialed the number. "Hello, Jao?" Raven called. "Hello, this is Jao's wife... please help us... we are in danger!" Celine whispered, tears streaming down her face. "What happened?!" Raven asked on the other line. "I believe... I believe Derrick has discovered the truth," she stammered back. Celine jumped out of fear, and she heard the door roughly kicked open. She hurriedly opened the closet and opened the secret door behind it.

R0SE "Let’s talk about all these later?" I swallowed hard as I looked a Celine. She was seriously annoyed with me, and I had no idea what I could do. She had looked so cold before she knew who I was, and now... She eyed me softly. "I want to talk it about it now, Raven. This thing made me an orphan and I just can’t ignore it. What is she doing here? She has to leave at once," she said angrily.

“Hmm?” “Why, why are you searching like this?! Go placed on a few garments!” Raven then realizes his appearance. Having simply completed his shower, the top 1/2 of his frame is bare, and the decrease 1/2 is best blanketed via way of means a couple of dozing underwear. While it may be thrilling to the alternative sex, being 1/2 of bare should not be that shocking. But Isabella's face is popping thoroughly scarlet.

I say. The parents exchange looks—silent conversation—before Rachel nods. “This way.” Celine leads me upstairs, quick and quiet. After a right turn, she stops at a door. She hesitates, then knocks softly. “Diana.” “What, Celine? I’m not in the mood to talk to anybody.” The voice is firm. Strong. Celine opens the door slowly. “Uh…” The people in this house are scared of her. Interesting. But the hesitation is getti ng boring. And this Diana girl? With her attitude? She’s already irritating me.

KADE POV I watch the smoke curl from Brynn’s lips, disappearing into the night air. God, I’ve never wanted to be a cigarette so badly—just to feel those lips wrapped around me. Something in her whispered words makes me shift—a flicker of genuine concern breaking through my professional veneer. “One cage for another. Yeah.” I lean against the railing, letting a brief understanding pass between us. “The difference,” I murmur, “is that Vex’s cage has golden bars. Comfortable prison.”

"I'll take care of the delivery with Julien. The others remain here and keep an eye on things. With painstaking precision, the plan was put into motion to meet Rachel Monroe in London. In order to blend in with the busy metropolis and negotiate its congested streets, Julien and Xander adopted new identities. Rachel consented to meet them in a quiet area of the city at a covert café. In her forties, she was a smart, no-nonsense woman whose piercing eyes betrayed her high intelligence. As Rachel sipped her coffee, she mentioned that she had heard rumours about your organisation. However, I must be certain that you are not only spreading misinformation to me. What evidence do you possess? She w

~Celeste's POV~ it was Anna. “Hey babe, did you see the article circulating online about you?” Anna’s voice echoed across the phone, forcing me to sit up. My heart skipped a beat. “No, I haven't,” I whispered, grabbing my laptop to log in to my social media account. “Did you have a negative encounter with Mr. Lawrence, the CEO of Blog Entertainment?” she pressed, and at that moment I knew I had messed up because I hadn't even told her about the chaotic ordeal I had with that man.