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Making me feel like i just asked the worst question. "Well", he said his voice going back to how it usually was, the voice that would make a stranger run for the hills. "Well I'm Bryan Raven, lived in New York most of my life till now. Cause my dad thinks I can jump off our apartment, so here I am being catered by you guys", he said finally with his face going plane. "Well trust me they're way more places to kill yourself here than in New York", i said matter factly trying to lighten his mood. "And you'll also have enough reasons not to, believe me", I said practically whispering it, hoping he heard me. I hope i never give up on him, he deserves so much, he deserves to br fought for.

She glowed with elegance and power. “Whoa! She's not just beautiful. She carries herself with this effortless charm!" “She's so cool and graceful! I'm in love. Her vibe on the track is totally different from real life." “She's unreal! I'd follow her anywhere. She's my queen!" “She's dazzling! Just one smile from her and I don't need sugar in my coffee, it's already sweet!" “Wait a second. She looks so familiar. Where have I seen her before?" “I've got it! She's Raven, the shooting champion who won four years ago!" A netizen finally connected the dots.

Ave clenched her jaw and walked faster. Just when she thought she’d escape unnoticed— “Hey, Imani!” She turned. Raven stood with two of her friends near the lockers, holding up her phone. “You make cute drama bait,” Raven said sweetly. “Didn’t think the ice queen had a heart.” Ave kept her expression blank. “Jealous?” “Of what? Your pity project? I handed you that drone because I knew you’d choke on it.” “Sorry to disappoint.” “Oh, not disappointed. Entertained.” Raven flipped her hair. “Though if you want tips on how to flirt on camera, I do charge hourly.”

Moans a shield in the air as the fuck fest rages on. Sitting in the center of the den is Uncle Raven, surrounded by the newest women he obtained— Latinas, Africans, Asians, Europeans. His deft hands are fondling their breasts and asses, spanking them to his delight. The women are moaning at his every touch, dripping down their legs. Fuck, that sight is pleasing. The music rushes through my veins, magnifying the arousal I'm already feeling. “Come on, light me a cigar,” Raven orders the girls. They all rush to the cigar, wanting to be the one to do it.

He paced for a few seconds, looking like he was about to explode, before leaning on the desk in front of me. "Little mate," he said, his dark eyes piercing. "Who are you?" I looked at him, confused. "What do you mean? You know who I am." "Answer the question." "I'm Raven. An Omega from the Inker pack." "Is that all?" he challenged. I stuttered, trying to find words. "I don't hear you saying that you are mated to two powerful Kings," Valen said, his voice dropping to a growl. "I don't hear you saying that you might have a mage heritage that would make most Alphas tremble."

Raven met him stroke for stroke, her body coiled tight with anticipation. Jax's hand slipped between their bodies, his fingers finding her clit, rubbing it in tight circles. Raven's body tensed, her orgasm building with each stroke of his fingers and thrust of his hips. She came with a cry, her body convulsing around him, her inner muscles clenching and releasing in waves of pleasure.

(Sephiroth POV) What am I doing here? There are more important things I can be doing then meeting the president of the Black Rebel. My VP Raven convince me that this was important that I take care of this now and not push it off. Raven brought it to my attention that Grim was taking women and men off the streets to sell them as sex slaves in the black market. It was too close to what my father would be into, and I will not let that happen in my area. Raven and were told to meet Grim and his VP Phantom without any weapons. Well, what they don’t know is that we don’t need any weapons on us to take them down. Me being a royal wolf and Raven being a 237 vampire against to humans is really not a

I’d like to make closer friends here. Meanwhile, Raven showed me his attic studio and made me promise to sit for him on the first day of classes. He says I won't need to more than once, as his photographic visual memory is heightened by the Wolf inside him and he's able to do the rest by memory. As he showed me his beautiful pre-Raphaelite style paintings—mostly young women of all sizes and colors, but with a recurring them of redheads—he flirted with me again and made me feel pretty. “Do you have a boyfriend who might get jealous when I paint your lovely face?” he teased.

" Raven simply completed Trisha was nearby. And grabbed onto his arm, even her chest pressured in. the maximum amount as Raven wished to take care of a similar posture, he couldn't dispel the concern of obtaining ravished any given moment, thus he was unable to relish the soft sensation of her bosom. "I am Isabella's collaborator. And additionally, I receive a contract salary, thus it's natural to be around her right?" "Is that so?" "Hi, Raven does not have any idea? concerning the club name?" "Let's decision it the Wave's Club?, or the when faculty radiation Club?"

The entire place smelled like smoke, oil, and blood. Actual blood. My breathing caught painfully in my throat. Oh my God. “Look at the camera, pretty girl.” A hand suddenly grabbed my hair and yanked my head back so hard pain shot through my scalp. I cried out immediately as a phone flashlight was shoved directly into my face, the brightness making tears instantly gather in my eyes. The man holding the phone smirked while angling the camera toward me. “Ravens,” he said. “We got your girl.” Confusion hit me through the fear.