Raven Reyes Novels & Stories

“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 she hadn’t known existed.

I ask while kneeling down in front of her feeling how uneasy she feels hearing her parents yelling for her. I can’t help blushing a little when I stare into her obsidian eyes noticing her looking me over trying to understand what she is feeling. “I don’t know,” she whimpers at Rebecca screaming for her so I nod and scoop her up into my arms. “It’s ok come on,” I reassure while carrying her towards the barn door to find her identical twin opening the door. They are very much the same except, their hair, eyes, and abilities. Raven’s hair and eyes are pitch black and her aura was that of an extraordinarily powerful Lycan Alpha.

I look him in the eye, his government sent him here because they know Raven is capable of being dangerous. “I honestly didn’t believe the report. She’s very young, I’ll admit she's mature and carries herself like a warrior, but she doesn’t seem as lethal and dangerous as Dagon claimed.” Ingvar glances at his men who all nod. “Raven is very special, she’s more than just a lycan. My mate is the Goddess of Death, and she is capable of killing hundreds of thousands, if not more, in the blink of an eye if she really wanted to. However, Raven is an incredibly strong woman who is duty driven to protect her people and innocents. Raven want’s peace, she doesn’t understand people who want to rule ever

The crowd was a blur of smoke, neon, and hungry eyes. Raven stepped onto the stage, her movements fluid, face unreadable. Her heels clicked softly as she circled the pole—confident, detached. She did this every night. Until him. DI Reyes. He was seated in the back, far from the stage, nursing a drink he didn’t touch. No badge. No notebook. Just watching. Not like the others—his stare was heavy but not possessive. Piercing. Unblinking. Knowing. Their eyes locked. Only for a second.

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."

Raven DeLuca said and tilted his head. He's always impatient. For me, Raven is the most troublesome member of Nexus. He kills people for enjoyment. He enjoys killing people; he's often called "Nexus’ psychopath" by other underground organizations. For him, seeing the blood of the people he kills is entertaining. He also often disobeys his role in operations, which is why our new leader, Liham Candreva, keeps a close eye on him. He's not an official member but he became the leader because of his capabilities. He knows how to handle all of us.

A signal that Eidolon’s veil had been torn. I didn’t expect an immediate reply. But we got one. INCOMING RESPONSE RAVEN. I blinked. Raven was a name I hadn’t heard in years. She’d been a cyber-splicer during the last Phoenix Run. One of the best, until she vanished after a failed extraction in Mumbai. Most assumed she’d been ghosted. Or killed. The message was short, clipped, and encoded in her old cipher. “I saw the fire. You lit it. I’m inbound. Don’t move.”

“Raven who? Man, she's bold, picking a fight at a Madrigal family's party. They're all getting tossed out for sure." “You don't know Raven? She's the one who took gold at nationals, both a shooting champion and a race car driver. Didn't think she'd show up here. Looks even better in person, honestly." “What about the one in pink? Never seen her before, and that outfit's straight out of a vintage catalog."

Rachel “Jayce, are you going to tell me where the heck has been driving us for a long time?” I sighed, resting my head on the headrest. “Calm down and just relax,” Jayce said, giving me a small smile before turning his focus to the road. “It’s been one hour,” I complained. “No, to mention this place looks pretty damn scary,” “It’s not scary, it’s calming.” I scanned his face, only to find him smiling. “Calming yeah, more like horrifying,”

Jay chuckled, “I’m sorry. Don’t mind him. He’s just concerned that you might get scolded by Mr. Black for sitting on that chair. However, as usual, he couldn’t be less provocative when saying it. “ He apologized, scratching his nape. “I am not concerned!” “Yeah, yeah.” Jay completely ignored him. And decided to converse with Avyanna who was still comfortably sitting on the swivel chair. “Anyways, have you heard of Raven? I heard that he’ll be joining us too. Fuck, I was so excited when Mr. Black told us about that that I wasn’t able to sleep immediately last night. He’s such a legend!” Leaning forward with his elbows on the table, Jay had a glimmer in his eyes as he talk about his “idol”. “I