Raven Elyse Age Novels & Stories

I accept it. “Pleasure to finally meet you, Roland.” “Yes, of course. My mom asked me to talk with Diana.” “Of course. Celine!” Rachel calls. A moment later, a teenage girl appears. “Can you get your sister? Let her know she has a visitor.” “She won’t come down, Mom, you know that.” Her words are for her mother, but her eyes are on me. Not warm. Not friendly. Cold. Apprehensive. “Then just show me to her,” I say.

Maybe something went wrong. She texts back. "I'll be there." The rest of the day passes slowly. Elara tries to distract herself with television but nothing holds her attention. She tries to read but the words blur together. She takes a long bath but cannot relax. Finally it is time to go to the Vaughn estate. She dresses carefully in dark jeans and a sweater. She pulls her hair into a ponytail. She looks at herself in the mirror and sees Raven staring back. Beautiful, confident Raven with her perfect face and killer body. No one would ever guess that inside lives the soul of plain Rachel Hart.

“Like I reminded people of someone they’d lost.” Monet’s breath caught. “That’s… poetic,” she managed. Elara shrugged. “She was dramatic.” A pause. “She died when I was young.” “I’m sorry,” Monet said immediately, meaning it with her whole chest. “If you don't mind me asking, how old are you?" “Thank you.” Elara smiled faintly. “I'm nineteen this month.” Monet swallowed hard. Impressions. Like warmth. Like fear. Like love wrapped in desperation.

She couldn’t help it if every new person she met was more distracting than the one before! “Elsie Cannelin, twenty-three, from West Virginia. She was part of a very private coven there. They kept her disappearance out of the media which is why it took me a while to track her down.” Lewis scrolled to a picture of the woman called Elsie. Sparkling green eyes, curly red hair, and a huge smile stared back from the screen. She had been beautiful, and seemingly happy. That girl was nothing like the corpse they had found on the complex stairs. The tightness in Vanessa’s chest returned.Nick took her hand in his.

Raven said with a smile as she jumped into Venom's arms " I didn't think you would make it here, Olivia, it's good to see you as well, the two of you are making me hate being single" " Little bird, you aren't allowed to think about relationships yet, wait until you're old enough" Raven rolled her eyes " I'm 22, mother got married when she was eighteen, should I wait until I'm forty before I start seeing someone " Venom's eyes widened " Little bird, you're twenty two?"

“If Elias wants me, I don't care if he's mated. I don't care if he's marked. I'm going to be there for him and I'm going to continue to fuck him.” Raven's eyes widened slightly. “I want Elias. He should be my mate. I'll take Draven too, but Draven doesn't want me.” She shrugged. “But Elias? I'm going to have him by any means necessary.” Raven laughed. “And you tell me I'm stupid?” She shook her head. “Yeah, okay. Let's see how that works out for you.” Raven turned away slightly. “You have my number. Give me a call when it happens.”

“You are not ‘a nobody,’ Ellyn. You are a daughter of the Moon. You’ve always been chosen — you just didn’t know it yet.” Everyone laughed softly, the tension melting away. The room filled again with light chatter and warmth. Kael slipped his arm around Ellyn’s waist and whispered something in her ear that made her blush even deeper. She tried to hide her face, but Ravena caught sight of it and teased her gently. “Oh, look at her — already shy of her mate’s words,” Ravena said with a laugh. “Kael, don’t torment the poor girl.” Kael grinned. “I wouldn’t dare, Mother. I’m just admiring the goddess’s taste.”

“Please fight your way back.” Raven worked tirelessly beside me. Herbs burned in shallow bowls. She muttered another chant. Her voice sounded tired but focused, and pressed a glowing rune to Elise’s wrist. Nothing. Nothing changed. “She’s fading,” Raven said softly, almost like she was afraid to say it. “If she doesn’t wake by sunrise… Ferris, she may not come back at all.” I shook my head. No. No. I wouldn’t accept that. Lyra and Kael lay on either side of her. They weren’t sleeping—they were too still. Their breathing was shallow. I felt helpless. Completely powerless. And that was a feeling I despised.

She laughed too loudly, drank too quickly, and moved like someone who knew death was always a step behind. And Elias,damn him was drawn to that chaos. Raven confronted him one evening as they locked up the safehouse. “You think she’s your ticket out,” Raven said. Her tone was flat, but her eyes burned. Elias squared his shoulders. He wasn’t the boy she had carried through fire anymore. “I don’t need a ticket out,” he said quietly. “I just need something that’s mine.”

I nodded, “Someone from this pack was the reason I ran away from this place. I don’t know who that is, I need to find out,” “I know and I will help you,” Raven said and got up. I thought she’s going to leave but she went to make a call. “Let’s order something to eat, aren’t you hungry?” she asks and I nodded. I am very much hungry right now. She ordered all the best delicious dishes on the menu and laid on the sofa. I sat beside her, wondering what I should ask her. “What’s your age?” I asked. “Nineteen,” “Are we close before?”