Raven Marvel Novels & Stories

Although the promise together with his foster figure for his 20th birthday may want to now no longer be fulfilled, the bonds of grasp and servant had been engraved thus. Reaching out and bumping cups gently with Isabella, Raven raised his cup and savoured the high-quality violet-coloured wine. . . BOOK 1 Ends Here…. * * What do you think is gonna happen to Raven?? Is he still safe in the hands of his predators??? Find Out More in the BOOK 2 of the Vampire Harem Series. . . WATCH OUT for the Vampire Harem Series BOOK 2 Title:- RAVEN: A Rare Vampire . . …… THE END

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.

“In a way, I suppose me and Dante do oversee things, but we all do our part here, Raven. We all hunt and gather food, we all bring back fresh water, guard the camp, put together new homes, train together. We just all work together nicely in peace. “It all just looks and sounds so incredible, grams”. I told her with amazement. “It is Raven. This is my home, and I absolutely adore it”. She said with pride. “I’m so happy grams, to know you haven’t been alone all this time”. I said to her as I looped my arm through hers.

“Bring the Black Coast shipment codes, the account access, and every fucking file you stole.” A sob caught painfully in my throat. What the hell were they talking about? “I swear I don’t know anything,” I whispered desperately. “I don’t even know who Ravens is.” One of the men barked out a laugh. “Damn. She really clueless.” “Not our fucking problem,” another muttered. The gun pressed harder into my skin and my breathing immediately turned shaky again. “You hear that, Ravens?” the man said into the phone. “Fourteen hours before we paint the floor with her brains.”

Ravan: Greek god like body and sharp facial features , anybody would mistake him for being a super model however he is a killing machine, he is ruthless, brutal, cold and heartless who shows no mercy on his prey, he makes them suffer before killing them in deadliest way possible, Ravan Works for the only mafia in India Shabbir Shaikh, who solely owns whole underworld of India, Ravan runs every illegal bushiness of shabbir from extortion, Drugs smuggling, human trafficking , international smuggling to even KILLING , Every gangster wets their pants just hearing Ravan’s name, Every politician is under his command, police fears to even lodge an complaints against him, Media avoid every news rel

Vaari screams at her making her drop the heart as she growls at him, completely locked in like a feral beast. This is the first time I’ve truly been terrified of Raven, she is a complete monster in this moment. “Raven don’t!” I cry out trying to reach her when she lunges at Vaari, he grabs her wrist focusing on keeping her from mauling him. “Raven!” I scream at her while pushing my way between them, shoving her back. I look up into her tear-filled eyes, that are glowing red like embers, as she raises her arm preparing to strike me.

“Murderer! Where’s my sister?!” A girl pushed through the crowd, her face streaked with tears and dust. She grabbed another stone, rage twisting her features. Before she could throw it, someone moved faster. A tall figure stepped between us, his arm coming up just in time to block the blow. The world seemed to still. I looked up, and there he was. Alaric. The Raven King himself. His eyes… deep, stormy gray, locked on mine. His jaw tightened as he turned to glare at the crowd, his presence alone enough to make grown men bow their heads.

Raven was silent for a few seconds, “I don’t know, but I think I’m going to head out soon. Maybe get a lay of the land again.” “Just don’t push yourself too hard, and if you need anything, I’m a phone call away,” offered Marshal. Raven stood, “Thanks Marshall, for everything. Just in case I don’t come back, donate my shit.” Marshall chuckled, “Not if I go first, with not having you watching my back.” Raven laughed, “Take care old man.” She walked out of the office. *** Raven climbs out of the car in front of an old motel stretching. She walks to the office and saw a larger man behind the counter, bald head, “You Scott?”

Raven would go out for a few hours, then return only to drown herself in liquor. "Zelena Martinez is back, Caddel is back, Yoel is back. You know who else will be back?" Raven suddenly asked, drawing his attention to her. "Excuse me? They are back and I had no idea?" He asked in horror, the rate of his heartbeat tripling. Raven cast a conceding look at him. "You stay in New Jersey but you know practically nothing. Sometimes I wonder what you're good at other than taking care of your vampires."