Raven Elyse Height Novels & Stories

She giggled, and I joined her. "You are right." I grinned. Avery is beautiful. She's a bit shorter than I am. Maybe five feet six inches because I stand five feet eight inches now. She has a doe eyes and a raven hair that reached her waist. I'm sure sooner or later, she'll find the guy for her.

The living room is fully transformed into a high-fashion showroom. I turn to the maid. “What’s going on—?” But before she answers, a tall, slim woman walks toward me. She is… stunning. Not ordinary stunning. Fashion-editorial stunning. She’s dressed in a breathtaking two-piece set, something minimalistic but extremely expensive, the kind of outfit only people who smell like money wear. She extends her manicured hand. “Good day, Ms. Diana. I’m Cece Louvel, CEO of Louvel.” I almost drop my novel.

Chapter 22: The Letter and the Leaving Elias stands beneath the pines, Raven’s frail weight already transferred to the arms of the lead Valrosian agent. The woman’s ruby eyes meet his for a long moment—assessing, not unkind. She cradles the child carefully, one hand supporting the back of Raven’s head so it doesn’t loll too far. The girl’s breathing is thin, ragged; her swollen face presses against the dark cloak like a broken bird seeking shelter.

he said with his eyes blazing gold this time around. He knew what he did to attain this position but his new people, the wolves he now ruled would have stoned him right here if they knew. Yes! He worked for Raven, doing all her spying just to be the ruler which had been his goal and now that he had gotten it he was happy. Raven was not after the death of the wolves and whatever creatures but after Tartal alone, he and his family. He walked away with his men following him, they would be meeting with the rest of the pack at the 'Elite Cavern'

Rachel "Remember my eighteenth birthday," I said. Daniel lifted his face with his eyes focused on me. "How can I forget? I nodded, I knew what he meant. It was the same day a big tantrum happened in the house with a big fight between Daniel's mom and his and my father too. The fight was so big that it even resulted in their divorce. I don't know, what was the reason behind their fight that was so big that it resulted in separation, even being a cheater can't separate Daniel's mother from his father but a fight did.

They almost never came first unless they had a reason. "We tried." Elisa spoke, her voice rough and unsteady from all the anxiety that I could sense from her. She stood five feet six inches tall, wearing snug tight jeans, and shirt that dropped off to one of her shoulders. Her hazel brown eyes shone brightly even in this well-lit setting. She kept her brownish-black hair at shoulder length, but occasionally, she liked to spice things up. While she came off shy, there were moments when—you didn't want to cross her.

Her voice was quiet, raw, threaded with something that sounded too close to betrayal. “I told you,” he said. “I can handle myself.” “Handling yourself doesn’t mean dragging someone else’s poison back into this house,” Raven snapped. Elias’s jaw clenched. “You don’t know her.” “I know enough.” Raven stood, stepping closer. Her eyes burned. “And I know what happens when people like her get too close. They bleed you dry. And when they’re done, they bury you.” Elias didn’t back down. “Maybe that’s better than living in your cage.”

“Raven will help you. Won’t you Raven?” They all looked cozy together, laughing and fighting and joking. This was still strange for me, how these women were all so different and yet the same. “Me, I know nothing about this shit. I will probably buy you a black dress with a leather jacket.” “And I will look cute in it,” Elyn laughed, as she looked at me, her gray eyes piercing me. My heart hitched. “You will do the mating ceremony with me, right, if I were wearing a leather jacket?”

There were congratulations, jealousy, and, of course, petty remarks. Raven had the most to say. "Wow. It hasn't even been that long since Grayson dumped her, and she's already hooked up with someone else," she said loudly in public, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "Talk about loose. I guess some people just don't have any self-respect." Before I could respond, Kane spoke. "Ms. Black, watch your words. Ella is my future mate, and I won't allow anyone to slander her." Raven was momentarily intimidated by his presence, but she refused to back down. "Was I wrong? She's clearly—"

The bushes parted, and a colossal shadow blurred across the grass. ​In a matter of seconds, he was there. ​Riven skidded to a halt directly in front of her, standing in all his dark, terrifying glory. His wolf was a beast of pure nightmares, his coat as black as obsidian, his eyes a fierce, burning amber. He was fucking monstrous... His wolf was easily two times bigger than her own impressive wolf. A true king among wolves. ​His massive chest heaved as he stared down at her, his scent completely covered her, just as Elara fell down on her knees, finally exhausted from being strong all by herself.