Raven Hood Novels & Stories

The lady was surprised and confused when he suddenly cut her off. "Y-Yes? I think she placed it on her vanity area." He felt like he was being poured with a glass of cold water when his speculation was confirmed. Hyde remembered it when he went to the victim's vanity table. He remembered what it looked like. A bird darker than a crow, and usually eats flesh from dead animals. A bird that means DEATH... A CARRION CROW.

Of course it would be a hard task considering the fact they all wear masks and if she were to be found out with her gloves, it wouldn't be possible. The superiors in the Raven band all have special gloves to differiante them. The superiors are the ones who get to know what Raven looks like and they are the most trusted and surprisingly they are just five of them. Kai, Archie, Lucius, Tanya and including Raven herself (Mia). They lead certain lookouts for any spotted offender in line with the job they are called for; fishing out the weres, vamps and zombs.

He revealed, pointing at the report on his screen. After looking at the both of us for a while, he cleared his throat to continue from where he had stopped, “Raven here was a rogue when she was brought into this pack. Her origin according to the report was that she had a lineage with the throne of the Crestwood Pack and I already confirmed that to be true.” “It's confusing,” I muttered trying to create a scenario in my head but I began to feel a splitting headache that made me hold my head as I winced in pain.

“I want you alive.” The Councilor’s eyes narrowed. “This is irregular.” “So am I,” Ronan said flatly. “I will answer for it.” Silence stretched. Finally, the Councilor inclined his head. “The Council will observe.” Ronan nodded once. It was done. The wolves began to disperse, whispers following them like smoke. Chains were removed entirely. Someone draped a cloak over my shoulders black, heavy, marked with a silver sigil that burned against my skin. Claimed.

Someone exhales sharply, a warrior shifting uneasily at the back of the room. "The Raven you remember is gone," I continue. "She left this pack years ago, but she didn’t just disappear—she became something else. She is the one leading the Wendigos. She’s the one behind every attack." A ripple of shock moves through the warriors, their expressions shifting from confusion to denial to horror. A warrior named Roderick speaks up hesitantly. "We saw Raven at the gates, Alpha. She was weak, injured, and..." He hesitates, glancing at the others. "She was scared. She couldn’t even stand on her own. She’s no threat.”

Robin has smooth shiny long black hair and high cheekbones that gave her a striking look. However, Robin also known as to be quite cunning. She’s the definition of beauty beyond darkness. Robin exist for herself. She’s greedy and violent. She was raised in a poor environment that made her become the infamous Raven Thief. Hence, her description say's otherwise. She's Robin known as Raven thief the keeper of secrets. An ominous thief who plunder her prey in the midnight and create havoc after a while. Her sharp and cold eyes make people tremble in fear.

He spoke quietly. It seemed that, unlike Arden, he knew how to keep his anger on a leash. Yet my heart raced wildly against my chest because of what I heard. If this involved my mother and me, did that mean these people had a hidden motive? or Mr. Ravenchi?

"It’s a scrimmage. You guys are on edge. You’re snapping at each other. You need a way to blow off steam that doesn't involve drawing blood." "He’s right," a voice said from the tunnel. Raven walked out. She was wearing a thick Howler hoodie and leggings. She looked beautiful and dangerous. Every man in the room stopped what they were doing to watch her. The mate bond didn't just pull at us; it hummed through the arena, vibrating against the plexiglass. "A little competition is good for the soul," Raven said, hopping over the boards. She didn't have skates, but she walked across the ice with a strange, supernatural stability. "Show me what you’ve got, Cole."

Raven makes her way back to her apartment, changes into disguising clothes to keep her concealed and not draw attention to herself, a pair of oversized hoodie and baggy jeans. The few hours before sunset are spent with her getting ready until it’s finally time. Already prepared, she takes a cab to the club, ensuring that she is dropped off a block away and she walks the rest of the way to the club. As usual, the bouncer checks her ID, giving her a narrowed scrutiny before he lets her in. Immediately, she makes her way to table seven, the same table she recalls for the exchange. As she reaches the table, she is met with the sight of an unrecognizable man.

slowly left his body Ravan drop down his sword on ground and hastily made his way towards Shabbier underground area, a secret place where many of illegal good like guns, drugs, alcohol and explosives were stored, Since Ravan was well familiar with this underground tunnel he did not waste more time and quickly picked up a small remote and made his way out of Shabbier Mansion not before giving one last look to unconscious Shabbier sheik and dead Vivan. Once out Ravan ordered every single guard to evict entire as he himself got inside his car and drove off, once he reached at safer distance Ravan halted his car and pressed the big bright RED button of the remote control that he had carried with