Raven Darkholme Novels & Stories

"I am going to change everything and it's because of you, that I'm so certain. I haven't told anyone this because it was a time that I found doubt in myself–as a shifter and an alpha. A horrible accident nearly killed me when I was in Genoa and it effected my healing, strength, speed; everything," He put his head on her shoulder with a sigh, "I was afraid to lose who I was and in a desperate attempt to heal faster I found... unconventional advice. There is no exact scientifical explanation for rogue wolves because they are like an illness, but what if we introduced that into our normal DNA?" A series of sounds appeared at max volume in her mind, from screams to running steps–the swish of gra

We needed to know what it looked like on the other side so we could get there but without knowing we had no way in. Before we reacted to do anything, the roof on the far end of the cave opened up. A jet came into the opening and landed on the cave floor. We were well hidden behind a rock in the cave. A man with long black hair tied at the back of his head emerged from the jet. There were two teenagers and a bald man who exited the jet with the black-haired man. I recognised the bald man from the mall when I was with Jack and Ashton, when I had a feeling that we were being followed.

He was facing the window, seeming engrossed in watching the giant tree outside the building. Nevea knocked on the door softly, making the man look at him. “I am sorry to bother you, Dr. Dixon, but Raven needs help.” Nevea pointed at Raven with her head. Dr. Robert Dixon was a doctor in Vlassta for as long as she could remember. He was a vampire with the appearance of a forty-year-old man. The vampire walked closer and observed Raven closely. “What happened to him?” Robert asked while helping Nevea to take Raven into the nearest bed.

You fucking bastard! I narrow my eyes at him, taking note of his features in case I miraculously survive this encounter. His hair is a dark auburn, and his eyes that watch me with amusement, are a dark blue. His attire was a black suit which seemed out of place considering he was standing in an alleyway. A mustard tie broke up the blackness of the suite, a badge with the initials 'R.T' easily visible as the light reflected off of it. If I manage to escape, I want to be confident that'd I'd be able to have this bastard put behind bars.

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

The garden had different species of flowers but the common ones were the black flowers Ava loved so much,they were planted by King Alarie himself. "They are so beautiful," Ava said touching the black flowers"Now that I think of it, you love black.Black roses, black carriages, black clothes and a mask, black snake. Everything is black." "Black is the real deal," Vador replied. "Then why aren't you the black lord," She said chuckling. Right there darkness took over Vador,in a second his hands were tightened around Ava's neck,his eyes were no longer red but a darker shade of red. "Don't you ever say that," he spat.

Forever. And it scared her. What if... What if she fell too deep and.... Sighing, Raven stood up from the floor, dusting her joggers and setting the frame back on the desk as she walked to her rooms window and opened it. Down below were people chatting and walking around. Except two figures caught her eyes. Frowning, she headed down. * As Raven stormed toward the men, she realized, annoyingly that Axel wasn't like any wolf she had seen. He wasn't muscular, and his skin wasn't tanned.

No one knows who Raven is, and the fact that she was known as the killing machine made people in the assassin community assumed her to be a man. Who would have thought that he would be a she? "Now, Raven. Let me introduce you to your new team. This guy with dark blue hair will be responsible behind the scenes. He specializes in computers, and he'll be a very great help when tracking and looking for escape routes." Mr. Black gestured to the guy with a hair color close to black.

On my signal we entered. In the center of the room was a chair with wires and cables connected to a body strapped down. From first glimpse it looked like a ghoul. What are they doing? "Raven the witch!" Dustin called pointing to the elegant dark figure coming towards me. Her eyes were completely black, her skin as white as snow, jet black hair flowing behind her as she raced toward me. Still out of bullets I raised my blades prepared to take her on.

Thane queries, making me nod, knowing he is right; I’ve only ever seen Vaari feed from Mummo when he has shown great displays of power, to recover. “Like Embry says, Raven is very special, if she drains herself to much, she needs it to recover like we do when we’re injured. Raven and Liliana have more surprises in them yet,” Jonathan answers for me, returning looking like a true Viking God effortlessly dragging a good size reindeer. “You couldn’t find any smaller game?” I question, standing to help him dress the deer as he shrugs, and the others return with water. “I can smell rogues nearby, and from their scent it’s women and children,” Jonathan admits, brushing my hair from my face, making