Raven Harrison Novels & Stories

“I can’t believe you don’t know who I am. I’m Hilary Gibson. Remember that.” “Oh, I’m sure I won’t forget it.” Raven used her hand to point toward the kitchen and she’d allow Hilary to lead the way. Allowing wolves like this enough rope to hang themselves was sometimes the easier option. ‘Chosen mate’? Maybe he’d fixate on Hilary rather than her. She didn’t see Alpha Jones having any patience for Hilary’s entitled attitude. But Raven knew she could be mistaken. “What did he say he wanted?” Hilary asked. She demanded to know.

Alpha Kayden - POV The autopsy report Harris brought in arrived late, and I read through it in the library while he called someone to fix the shattered window. The findings were disturbing: Raven was indeed a werewolf, but her heart contained a dark core—an intensity unlike anything we’d seen before. It was similar to the aura we found in the abandoned Night Angel pack building, yet this one was stronger, darker. The report went on to say that Raven’s transformation began in childhood, fueled by an herb called Henbane, a plant that only grows in the desolate lands. Henbane, they said, hadn’t been active for decades, not since Raven was imprisoned. I set the report aside, my thoughts swirling

I couldn’t help but laugh softly, “You have memorised her movements?” “She is my daughter. Of course, I would learn everything about her,” Raven said firmly. I nodded, “Of course. You would learn it all.” Days passed in a blur. She turned two. Raven was happier than I was. He insisted on celebrating her two-month birthday. So, he threw a party, inviting his men only. He wanted to invite his close friends as well. I wanted my friends to be here. But I came to know that Axel was having a war with Parker’s. Rowan was outside the country at the moment.

“Welcome, sir. How can I help you?“ she asked with the sweetest voice. Raven put on the best smile he could muster. Then he leaned on the table like he wanted to flirt with her, “I'm Raven Johnson, and I'm here to see Ernest Waxson. He's my very close friend and business associate.“ Raven's face was serious as he lied, almost like his sentence was taken from a movie script which he had revised a million times. “Oh! Does he know you're coming?“ she asked, her tone sounding like she was very close with the person he was looking for.

her father laughed, “she’s not going to listen to reason. She’s stubborn like that. Just like Grace used to be.” A nostalgic look comes into his eyes, and he looks away from us, lost in thought. Damien just nods, and I walk out, cradling Raven tightly to my chest. “They’re coming,” Raven suddenly says out of the blue, before I can put her in the car. I pause, looking at her quizzically. Maybe she was still out of it and confused. I decide to humour her. “Who’s coming?” “The hunters Hades. They’re coming for us, and we need to be prepared to survive," she said with absolute certainty.

“Kitty will make an excellent Beta, she’s a great choice Ben. Good news is Raven won’t have to miss her all the time, since we’ll be visiting your pack and you’ll be visiting ours frequently, so Phoenix and Gunnar are able to see each other,” Osric’s gruff voice chimes in, and I nod agreeing to his point.

Tyler immediately chased after her. ——— "What course are you taking?" Raven sat right next to Cael. She took Damon's food, so Damon got some new food. Raven glanced out from the cafeteria. Cael and Damon found out that Raven was also studying at their university. Raven also has her ID as proof that she is a student there. Like Damon, Raven is a university scholar. Still, since Raven is also a hunter, she quit her job to become a hunter. "Computer Science," said Raven.

Raven The day I realized that my assistant Dani was copying my entire life on social media, I couldn’t have been more disgusted. My name is Raven. I am a werewolf model, and a perfume brand entrepreneur. Dani was not just my assistant, but also my best friend—which was a rare thing in the world of fame and riches. Or so I thought. But when I saw those pictures on her I*******m… When I saw her holding my stuff that had gone missing, posing with my designer bags and clothes and even my fucking laptop like she had bought it all herself…

“You- have you seen Raven? Is she here too?” Zien came and hugged Vincys. “Who the hell is Raven?” I asked with a confused look. Ares touched my face with a soft smile. My body burned. Oh, Goddess, I missed him so damn much. William winced a little. “Raven is the green haired demon. She is here, alright, and she is your- you know, sister,” he said as we finally reached the pack house. I had so many questions, but for now, I just wanted to be with Ares. I whirled towards him and sighed.

Raven asked. I raised my hands to slap her but someone stopped me. “Don't you dare!” Dax whispered, squeezing my hands. “What the hell are you doing in my pack?” Dax asked angrily. “You are a clown! You took my wife and expected me not to come to this stupid place. It wasn't by choice,” Marcus said rudely. Dax turned to Raven. “Is he your husband?” Raven shook her head. “He is no longer my husband. He is only the father of my child,” Raven responded.