Novelas y relatos de Raven

When Isabella walks in on her husband with another woman, the betrayal shatters the quiet grace she’s built her life upon. But the moment she walks away, leaving divorce papers in her wake, she begins a journey she never saw coming. From the ashes of humiliation rises a woman the world once forgot—one whose name, long buried in secrecy, holds the power to shake empires. In a world where love is a weapon and loyalty a currency, Isabella’s silence becomes her strength—and her return, their reckoning.

Raven’s face sparkled with a minute of anger and frustration. “You ain't getting on my nerves intentionally, right?” She asked me. I leaned forward. “Let me keep you company. You don't have to talk to me if you don't want to. I can remain invincible" My voice was calm. Raven gave up. “ Will be studying the pack to collect information about the Crimson Fang and how we can attack them.” She rushed her words.” You must remain a ghost if you must come” I nodded, my words crisp. “ Very well”

And then I saw the raven. It was perched on the cold iron railing just a few feet away from me. Its feathers shimmered with a strange oily sheen, black as obsidian and glinting violet in the light. Its eyes were not the dull, beady black of most birds, they were sharp, almost intelligent.

“I no longer want you in my life, Tori. You’re… what’s the word…” “Her services are no longer needed,” Carmen purred. Alex smirked. “Right. You heard her. Your services are no longer needed, Tori.” I couldn’t breathe. “What do you mean?” He stepped closer, that same devastating smile—the one that used to make my knees weak—now twisted into something unrecognizable. “I want a divorce,” he said simply. The tiny pieces of my heart, already cracked, finally shattered. “Divorce?” My voice was a whimper. He nodded and shoved a paper into my hands. “Time to say goodbye, Tori.” *** Tori Blackwood's world crumbles when her marriage to Alex, the Alpha of t

Raven concentrated to keep the energy in its right arm in balance. Every time when his pulse in height, he felt like the antimatter membrane hungry at the Edges of his consciousness scratched. It was a constant fight for control. When they reached the edge of the valley, the rain had stopped, but a thicker, unnatural fog was above the forests. It smelled like burned wood and smelled blood. Raven stopped the crawler on a hill from which they took the entire valley were able to look over. Sector Seven was just a smoking ruin. But the

Whenever she bullied Leah she would pull her hair. Damon waved at them to as he took a seat. But Isabella still stayed frozen, "What are you talking about? It's my real hair." Leah smiled knowingly, "Of course." "Alpha Wolfborn, Luna Wolfborn," Leah called, sitting gracefully with smiling sweetly. She smoothly put her hairs behind her, sitting next to Damon. As if her heart was clawed by a cat, Isabella felt so jealous that she wanted to snatch her hair! This bitch seemed to have grown wings!

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The worrying thing is that knew she wasn't joking. A wolf is always its most dangerous on its first shift which is why you should shift in the forest, where there's no one for you to hurt and you can just enjoy the freedom of being able to shift in the first place. "I can't hate her because she doesn't have anyone. Her parents were murdered by our father and her brother was tortured and used as a weapon to kill her by James. She's my mate and I have to be there for for her," I told Jamie honestly.

Forever. And it scared her. What if... What if she fell too deep and.... Sighing, Raven stood up from the floor, dusting her joggers and setting the frame back on the desk as she walked to her rooms window and opened it. Down below were people chatting and walking around. Except two figures caught her eyes. Frowning, she headed down. * As Raven stormed toward the men, she realized, annoyingly that Axel wasn't like any wolf she had seen. He wasn't muscular, and his skin wasn't tanned.

“The flames you bear, the ones that brought you here, are part of a prophecy. They are a gift and a curse, a beacon of change that will shape the future of our kind.” Charlotte’s heart pounded as the woman’s words sank in. “What does that mean? Why me?” “Because you are her,” the woman replied, her tone reverent. “You are named for the harbinger of fate, the one who bridges the divide between worlds. The flames chose you for a reason.” The child like voice appeared again. It screamed in her ears, “RAVEN”.. RAVEN… She has heard that before…but where? The name sent a shiver through Charlotte, as if it resonated with a part of her