Raven Comic Book Novels & Stories

The Iron Howlers were no longer a small group of bikers. "You're brooding again, Dominic." I didn't have to turn around. I knew the sound of her boots on the gravel. I knew the way her scent—vanilla cut through the smell of the trees. Raven stepped up beside me. She was holding a large roll of paper. Her hair was messy from the wind, and her cheeks were red from the climb. She looked perfect. "I’m not brooding," I said. I reached out and pulled her against my side. She felt small and warm. "I’m looking at the future. It’s a lot of work."

Raven was silent for a few seconds, “I don’t know, but I think I’m going to head out soon. Maybe get a lay of the land again.” “Just don’t push yourself too hard, and if you need anything, I’m a phone call away,” offered Marshal. Raven stood, “Thanks Marshall, for everything. Just in case I don’t come back, donate my shit.” Marshall chuckled, “Not if I go first, with not having you watching my back.” Raven laughed, “Take care old man.” She walked out of the office. *** Raven climbs out of the car in front of an old motel stretching. She walks to the office and saw a larger man behind the counter, bald head, “You Scott?”

“Never going to happen.” Just as I’m about to turn away, Raquel grabs me by the upper arm. My shirt’s sleeve rides up an inch, exposing the bottom portion of my old tattoo. She frowns, a flicker of recognition flashing across her eyes. She doesn’t let me escape, moving so swiftly that I have no time to react. She pushes my sleeve up to expose the entire composition: a raven with red feathers and an arrow in its black beak. Her mouth falls open. “You’re a Red Raven.”

“We have proof. Dante killed him.” “No,” Raven said hollowly. “Zane ordered it.” They returned to the villa. Raven barely slept. Her mind spun through grief, rage, and a burning desire to burn every link in the chain. By morning, she was dressed in black jeans, a sleek coat, and strapped with a wire. “I’m going into Dante’s territory,” she told Jaxon. “Let me draw him out. Let me get what we need.” He paced like a caged animal. “You’re not bait, Raven.”

’ I cringe at the images she sends me of us doing exactly that with her tongue hanging out in glee. “I understand the enormity of what I am asking Raven. The Moonstone for your mate’s freedom. I will give you a few days to think it over and meet you back here. But understand this, Rafe is not the only one. The majority of my army is comprised of wolves that are manipulated. Do you know what it’s like to have your mind manipulated, Raven?” he doesn’t wait for me to answer as he continues with glee.

Everyone inside the room can't contain their nervousness. "Then we must seek," the shadow speak, before he clasp his hands,"seek for code R. A. Do whatever you can, do not fail me or you'll meet your death. Find him, and bring his head to me." ~~ On the other hand, Raven got his pay from the chicken delivery shop. It was ten pm and his out of the shift. Before going out of the shop, he bought half of the chicken box and paid. He pulled out his keys and got out of the shop; walks towards a motorcycle. He put his helmet and on and off he goes.

“The flames you bear, the ones that brought you here, are part of a prophecy. They are a gift and a curse, a beacon of change that will shape the future of our kind.” Charlotte’s heart pounded as the woman’s words sank in. “What does that mean? Why me?” “Because you are her,” the woman replied, her tone reverent. “You are named for the harbinger of fate, the one who bridges the divide between worlds. The flames chose you for a reason.” The child like voice appeared again. It screamed in her ears, “RAVEN”.. RAVEN… She has heard that before…but where? The name sent a shiver through Charlotte, as if it resonated with a part of her she hadn’t known existed.

Raven’s face sparkled with a minute of anger and frustration. “You ain't getting on my nerves intentionally, right?” She asked me. I leaned forward. “Let me keep you company. You don't have to talk to me if you don't want to. I can remain invincible" My voice was calm. Raven gave up. “ Will be studying the pack to collect information about the Crimson Fang and how we can attack them.” She rushed her words.” You must remain a ghost if you must come” I nodded, my words crisp. “ Very well”

I watch the door open, Bear, Hawk and Doc walking in and sitting. “Take a look.” I watch as Grayson holds out the box and envelope. Why is he showing them? I stare at him. “Raven’s past is coming back, it’s someone who likes to kill those she is close to. So we’re calling in everyone, if we’re not with her, we need at least three more guys watching her closely.” “You said those she is close to?” Doc looks at us and we nod. “Yes, that includes Ava, so if we’re not going to be with Ava, we need more people around her.” I won’t let Grayson pretend like Ava isn’t a target.

Raven declares as she digs her hands deeper, ripping apart Dagon's chest. Dagon doesn't even get a chance to speak as he drops to the ground bleeding out; Raven stands above him with the sword still piercing her torso. Bane quickly drops the barrier, but Jonathan beats me to Raven's side, as he catches her when she collapses and shifts back to her human form.