Raven Mitchell Novels & Stories

Instead of yellow eyes, her green eyes, like a soft patch of moss in a meadow, stared back at me, enraged. My smile dropped. I knew her face – six years, and I still hadn’t forgotten that face. Raven Cross. The woman I’d personally exiled before killing her father. Oh no…

Ethan’s heart raced as they sprinted through the narrow streets. Rain splashed beneath their feet. “Who are you?!” he shouted breathlessly. “My name is Raven,” she replied. They turned another corner sharply. “And right now,” she added, “I’m the only reason you’re still alive.” Ethan almost slipped on the wet ground. “I didn’t do anything!” “I know.” “Then why are they chasing me?!” Raven looked back at him, her glowing blue eyes serious. “Because you’re special.” Ethan stared at her in disbelief.

I ask, washing the blood from his smooth back. “Raven found Osric when she went on a run before Aiden was born. Quinn found them and went after Raven, Osric tried to deescalate the situation, which didn’t work. Quinn was going to attack Osric to get to Raven, so Raven jumped in and defended Osric; she lost control and tore Quinn apart and became Alpha of Wolf Creek,” Embry explains, looking back at me as my eyes widen at the thought of Raven fighting an Alpha. “She beat Quinn one on one?” I can’t help asking, knowing wolves or Lycans don’t shift as young as Raven, let alone being able to beat a strong Alpha.

I accept it. “Pleasure to finally meet you, Roland.” “Yes, of course. My mom asked me to talk with Diana.” “Of course. Celine!” Rachel calls. A moment later, a teenage girl appears. “Can you get your sister? Let her know she has a visitor.” “She won’t come down, Mom, you know that.” Her words are for her mother, but her eyes are on me. Not warm. Not friendly. Cold. Apprehensive. “Then just show me to her,” I say.

I instantly liked her face, it was petite and the round eyeglasses fit her face perfectly just like the smile she adorned. “Welcome,” I replied her, matching her smile. “Let's start from a clean slate, shall we.” I narrowed my eyes at her. She chuckled, “My name is Raven, I am from the Midnight Hunters pack, and I am the alpha's daughter. I am a creative writer and a poet.” She stretched forth her right hand for a shake. I took the small hands in mine, 'like her hands are any smaller than yours,’ my mind mocked me. I paid no attention to it. “My name is Ariel and there is nothing much about me. I am Elijah's mate as you must know already.” I shook her hand firmly.

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.

"And make it good. I don't like surprises, especially when they come in the form of a woman who looks like she should be teaching kindergarten instead of walking into my bar." If only he knew how close to the truth that was. Raven almost smiled at the irony—she had been a teacher, in another life, before Rachel Sinclair's world had collapsed in scandal and crime. But that was buried now, erased as completely as she could manage. "Three years ago," she began, her voice steady despite the lies, "someone I cared about got mixed up with the Diamondbacks. He was young, stupid, thought he could make easy money running drugs for them." She let pain flicker across her face—not entirely fabricated, b

Raven I stood in front of the mirror, my reflection staring back at me. Today was the day I would return to Black Stone Group, not as the dutiful wife Emerson expected, but as a woman with a plan. My hair was neatly styled, and my makeup was flawless, every detail carefully crafted to present myself as the perfect, composed wife of the Alpha. But beneath this polished exterior, a storm brewed. This wasn’t just about showing up for work. It was about plotting my revenge, learning Emerson’s secrets, and slowly tearing down the world he thought he controlled.

Raven "Listen Riley. You wanted me to give you a chance and I did and I am saying that I don't feel anything for you. I never committed to you. We never got physical and I am not emotionally attached to you. You are a good man but I don't have feelings for you." Riley "You are lying." He was shouting and everyone Started looking at us. Raven "Why are you creating a scene here? " Riley "You really care about that? I mean you ditched me." He was talking loudly. Raven "Shut up Riley. Don't create a scene here." But he didn't care. Riley "Listen up everyone. This is Miss Raven Parker. The only child of a successful businessman and industrialist. She has a hobby of ditching boys. Bloody bitch."