Raven Miraculous Novels & Stories

“I saw the fire. You lit it. I’m inbound. Don’t move.” Callum raised an eyebrow. “Friend of yours?” “She saved my life once,” I said. “Now she’s saving it again.” Raven arrived less than four hours later—low orbit drop from a stealth glider, hitting the snow with a controlled roll and rising like nothing had happened. She pulled off her helmet, dark eyes scanning us with sharp efficiency. “You look worse than the intel,” she said, brushing snow off her flight suit. “But you did it. The Echo Seat. The virus. Even Marek’s scream got caught in the net. Nice touch.”

Melisa withdrew, and Kite entered the battle. Melisa recovered so quickly and rejoined the battle. They were both powerful individuals, but they failed to remember that Raven was and still is a Luna wolf. She had twice as many abilities as the two betas combined. Raven grew furious. She didn't fight because she believed they had misidentified her as someone else, but that doesn't seem to be the case. They had come to kill her, but why would they want her dead if she was the one being wronged? They don't want peace or to talk, so she won't give them peace either. Loudly growling, she moved in between them, knocking them both out at once.

“It’s a pity that Grandma didn’t see how you ran over the demon.” “Lady Ingelda would like it,” said the raven proudly. “Yes,” Mila agreed. “Do you think our accidental dirty trick to the demon is worthy of an invitation to the spring Sabbath?” “Quite possibly,” said the raven. He immediately forgot about the fear of the Supreme that he might find out about his little trick, excitedly walked, not distracted by the burning burns that did not fully heal. “You will dissuade me now,” the witch began. “I will, for sure,” the raven stopped, glaring at him with black eyes. “Don't even think about it, Melissa.

Raven tilted her head like she was listening to something none of us could hear. “Under everything,” she said. “Still trying to reconnect. Still waiting for me.” Marek’s expression tightened. “That’s not what it was,” he said carefully. Raven looked at him and this time there was no confusion in her eyes. “It is,” she said quietly. “It’s not a god. It’s not fate.” Her hand lifted slightly and silver fire gathered without hesitation. “It’s a containment system that turned into a parasite after the kingdom broke it by accident and kept feeding it fear for centuries.”

My hands fly to my neck as I struggle to breathe. Fuck. It was a dream. And I finally understand why Adrian Raven is strange. Why this place feels strange. Adrian Raven is a werewolf. And I’m trapped in his world. ***

Celie gestured around the clinic they were in, "this happened." "No shit sherlock," Raven replied with a straight face. Then she discovered Celie was right, and she did not know how to feel. It was literally the worst time to bear children. And Raven, a wanted murderer, as a mother? That might be the most ridiculous thing on earth. Raven always knew what to do, yet three years ago, she had no idea. She escaped as a criminal to an empty, underdeveloped island that she planned to build and evolve. The child could change many, many things.

Ravan ordered him and Mukul left for New York, Ravan planed on taking his revenge on Amrita Miller and Samuel Miller, for which he had planned on capturing their only daughter Aisha miller and making her pay for their sin’s while he will make her parents watch her every suffering, he wanted to give them the same pain he had felt, he wanted to make them see what it feels like to lost your loved one, but first he required a proper set up, their daughter Aisha was 16 year old when Mukul had done his research on her where he came up with a plan according to which Mukul will make their daughter Aisha fall in love with him and will get access inside her house where they can take Intel on Amrita an

Otherwise I'm gonna get that full 24/7 lecture . Yeah it's weird how I'm an adult . And I still get those stupid teenage lectures. *************************** RAVEN'S POV I went to the company I'm supposed to work in . I guess . 'ONE STROKE' is written so big on this stupid building . I wonder whose idea it was . It would be so great if they really get a stroke one day . A brain stroke or maybe heart one , anyways they die . It really doesn't matter how . That's why I think I should do that honour .

Raven As the little girl wrapped her arms around me, my heart felt weak, like it couldn’t beat in time properly. My lip quivered, and I swallowed thickly to try and keep a straight face. She was so small, with kinky auburn hair and freckles covering her cheeks. Her eyes were a brilliant green color, like looking into a shard of seaglass. She smiled, and several of her front teeth were missing. She couldn’t have been more than six. Just like my baby would’ve been.

I attended all my lectures before making my way to the cafeteria to have some much-needed coffee that needed to get into my system after a hectic day. I bought a coffee and as I was about to make my way towards an empty table I saw Maverick coming towards me. I knew I couldn't talk to him any longer and I turned around ready to rush out of the cafeteria when instead I bumped into a guy spilling all my coffee on his white shirt and branded white shoes. "What the fuck?" Way to go, Arabella.