Raven Grim Leaked Novels & Stories

Allura's whole body was shaken in anger before she kicked Raven in the face as she pulled her leg out of his grip, "Don't touch me! You make me sick!" "I know you think it was me who hurt you," Raven didn't even dodge her kick, "but it wasn't me." "Yeah, right!" Allura rolled her eyes, "I have no idea how you could be so shameless and went with Alpha Knight when--" "It was you." Raven suddenly laughed, struggling to get back on his feet, "Knight always talks about me having a leaking ship, that he has a little spy in my pack. He was talking about you!" "Yes! I AM his spy!" Allura rose her voice, glaring at Raven, "I sold your schedule out to him all those times you captured him. Haven't you

Raven said and tapped his warrior's shoulder. "I will, Alpha," Flint said. Raven went inside his car and drove away. He turned the radio on and listened to the music while driving. He felt conflicted. Raven was excited for Brienne to come to his pack, but at the same time, he was afraid of her finding out that he was not an ordinary man but a werewolf.

{RAVEN’S POINT OF VIEW} “What's the meaning of this, Raven?!” That's the first thing I heard the moment I tread into the living room after leaving Damien's penthouse. My Mom, who's sitting on the living room sofa flips her phone on the table in front of her and casts me a poisonous look. I advance and take the phone from the table, it's an article with a photo of me racing on my motorcycle with the headline ‘The Grey's been Deceiving the Public,”

“You destroyed three of our facilities.” “Only three?” Lucien’s face hardened. “It was you.” “The London fire.” “The Zurich leak.” “The Buenos Aires operation.” Ethan smiled. “Guilty.” Grace stared at him in disbelief. “You were the Raven.” The legendary anonymous operative who had spent years destroying Black Hollow’s network… The man no one had ever identified. Ethan inclined his head. “I’ve heard that nickname.” Daniel looked from Grace to Ethan. “You’ve known each other?” Grace nodded. “We’ve worked together for six years.”

"I can't believe Daniel put Mr. Jarvis in that state. If the Gardners don't distance themselves from this fast, they can kiss everything goodbye." "From the looks of it, he's in bad shape. The Pearce heir is something else." "Didn't Thomas keep saying who he was? It's almost funny. Daniel just refused to hear it. Serves him right." The truth was, I didn't think Daniel had failed to understand. He had made up his mind about me the moment he saw me and refused to let reality get in the way. One of the groomsmen was trembling as he picked up my gift card from the floor. He opened it, and his hands shook harder. "Danny, this is... I think this is a check."

“Sorry, but I'm having trouble believing a talking skull has good intentions.” The air became cold as ice. He turned on his heels, cloak whirling furiously. “Talking skull? Oh, that,” he chuckled, drawing his hood back slightly and bringing his face into the light. The grinning skull shook with laughter. “Do I scare you, Callie Parker? Because underneath that pretty flesh, you're just like me.” He drew closer. “Do you know what the word grimnir means, Callie?” he asked, drawing his fingers across his stony brow. “Like grim? Yeah. Creepy. Like you.”

Nothing" I sniffed. "There's something about this. Your crying" "No I'm not" I argued. "Yes you are" "No" "Yes" "Alright alright. I'm crying" I admitted. "Why are you crying then" Barb asked "I committed a crime" "What? Where? How? What crime?" "Enough questions Barb" I giggled. "Not an actual crime" I continued "Then what" I sighed "I had some sexual play with a girl" "What?! Did you have sex!" "No!" I exclaimed. "Is that even possible?"

Raven/ Scarlett’s POV Relief and fresh dread warred inside me. I wanted nothing more than to crawl into bed and sleep for the next three days. My pulse betrayed me immediately at the thought. Surely, this day couldn’t get any worse. Could it? Night had swallowed the sky completely by the time Alpha Dimitri finally slowed the SUV. The headlights cut through the darkness, illuminating a modest roadside inn nestled just off the highway. I shifted uncomfortably in the passenger seat, my body aching with exhaustion. Another familiar pressure had begun building in my bladder, but I bit the inside of my cheek and remained silent.

But they had made it this far and Lucas knew it was only a matter of time before he finally found his mate again. They had been tracking Rivers for most of the morning when they came across the grisly scene in a small clearing. The old hunting cabin had definitely seen better days and the empty beer bottles and smouldering fire pit gave away what the occupants had been doing right before they met their end. The scent of blood was hanging heavily in the air and almost masked the scent of burning wood. The snow around the fire pit was married with shoe prints and what appeared to be a scuffle.