Raven Method Novels & Stories

As the energy begins to build in the area, I notice the ground surrounding us is glowing red and white like when we restrained Jonathan. ‘Raven’s using too much power, she needs to pull back or she’ll hurt herself,’ Clover looks at me with a worried expression, and my heart races as I focus on Raven, feeling for her. ‘Thank you, Clover,’ I whisper, focusing on what we need to do to change the wolves into lycans, before turning my attention to Raven. I shake my head feeling how much power she’s putting behind this moment, knowing it will be too much. She has never had good control and always goes overboard, but his time she is risking herself, and her three pups.

Time was running out… "Right to the point. I like that about you. Well, all you have to do is give me your left hand and agree to be my link" Raven explained simply taking slow steps to close the gap between them. "Link? What the hell is that?" She questioned. Raven stepped closer

Do you know what Vlad Tepes used to do to his enemies? Raven laughs. ‘Impale them.’ ‘How much time do you think that bitch can live with a stake up her ass?’ Raven thinks for a moment. ‘What would the stake be made of?’ ‘Not ash wood. I want her to fucking suffer for a long time before she dies.’ Raven grins. ‘I like the way you think.’ Red flips another page, and I finally take a photo of her. She stops reading and looks at me. “What are you doing?” she asks, confused.

Everything about him was dangerous, but when his yellow eyes locked onto her violet ones, he was unguarded, raw and home. Before they entered the packlands, Raven stopped abruptly, pulling Sparrow to an immediate halt alongside her. “What’s wrong?” Sparrow asked, concerned. “Nothing, I just wanted to have one more moment alone with just you and me before we get back in there and are bombarded with nosy people and their incessant questions. Most people don’t see either of us, and I feel as though that may change now that I am working on the serum, and you are a marked man.” Raven bit her bottom lip after sending him an awkwardly flirty wink. She wasn’t accustomed to flirting, but that is what

But she had done nothing to earn it. Unlike Ravina. Ravina had never cared about power. She had never needed to prove herself through manipulation or empty words. She had been a warrior, a protector, a leader in her own right. And I had thrown her away for this. My hands clenched into fists under the table. I was a fool. I turned back to the elders. “The mating ceremony is postponed.” A heavy silence fell over the room. Amira sprang up from her chair. "You can't do this!" She was shrill, frantic. "Do you know how this is going to make me look?"

The eastern basin wolves howled, not in fear, but in assertion — every howl, every movement feeding into the lattice. Mara did not condense her presence. Instead, she dispersed, stretching threads outward along the river, spreading the pulse across every wolf, every stone, and every current. The predator’s tendrils tightened — then faltered. Without a concentrated mass to consume, it could not anchor. Riven’s hands flew across the emitters, adjusting the frequencies midstream. “Fragment destabilizing!” he shouted, breathless. The river churned unnaturally for a heartbeat. Silver and shadow collided in ripples that licked across the surface and disappeared. The dark pulse recoiled, fragmentin

I relaxed and let the first tear fall. ”Yes, it’s a girl,” He said with a shallow smile. ~Amber~ ”How much longer?” I asked and tapped away with my foot on the floor of the car. ”Not more than an hour,” Raven said as she drove like a formula 1 driver. On the roads where there was traffic she was more conscious. She didn't feel like drugging a cop with her vamp blood and controlling their minds but as soon as the traffic eased up, Raven pressed on the gas.

I knew Declan had a very strong immune system so if anything was going to work on him, we needed thrice the dose that would knock out an average wolf. Even then, it would only be effective for a few minutes then wear off. Lisa and I decided to drug the drinks with that. If Raven was lucky, it would only knock her unconscious, if not, it was death by overdose. Frankly, we were hoping that latter would be the case but the pest wasn't dead. Her heart was very much beating even though it was at an erratic pace. “How much further?” Lisa groaned behind me like we weren't treading the same path.

Raven, however, managed to mask her expression and greeted both of them to avoid getting picked on for the most unreasonable reasons. "Good morning, beta. Good morning, Chef Linda." Nadia didn't bother to answer. However, Mrs. Linda snorted, "What's that good about the morning?" Raven didn't answer and merely lowered her head, focusing on her tasks. She had transformed the night before and met her wolf, Sage, for the second time, so she had her fingers crossed in anticipation of meeting her mate. And she was not about to let just anything get in the way of her freedom.

I see him as I go home. He is my home. Third Person POV Meeting is again held at the office of the Mafias. Seen in the projector is Raven's profile, operated by the two bosses standing on their podiums. "Raven Aaron Brown, aka, Code R.A. He has two siblings, both in senior highschool. We definitely know that he also had something to Everleigh Scott. She could be our target, we can kill her," Code Red stated. Code Black shifted the profile to another person. "Meanwhile, what we have here is Mr. Hunderson, he has a son named Mike. The one we used to inject potassium on Raven's Mother."