Raven Smile Novels & Stories

I said to piss her with a little sneer. “Yeah,” She scoffed. “I have no choice but to let you marry Raven. Sharing is caring, right?” She smirked. “Also, I wasn't aware that the older guy they were talking about marrying was Raven. I thought it was some kind of old dirty man.” She shrugged. Sharing is caring? My ass. Raven took my hand as he gently pulled me. I glanced at him and seeing him smirking made me somewhat feel a little curious. What is he smirking at? Sharing is caring? What the fuck with him?

“This coming from the girl who always walks around with a frown on her face” “Mmm, that may be true. But that’s because I save my smiles just for the ones I truly care about”. I told him as I nestled my head onto his shoulder. “You have such a warm heart little Raven, and you have a point. Maybe if I start smiling with you, your mother and father, then who knows, in time I might be able to smile with the rest of the world”.

Tristan says and holds Raven's arm, forcing a smile "Right? Raven?" He asks and Raven looks at him "I have work to finish so it'll be best if we get this over now" Tristan whispers under his breath and Raven immediately turns to his mom and smiles "Y-yeah... If that's alright with you ma'am... We don't want to be late, right?" Raven asks and Tristan's mom nods her head smiling, she immediately snatches Raven away from Tristan

I pouted, but Raven’s face remained unfazed. “So, are you waiting for a medal? You’re the legendary white Luna. I would have been more disappointed if you stayed a day longer in that cave,” she replied, without any remorse. I gazed at her deeply, she still remained unfazed. I later curved my lips slightly to reveal a smug from the corner of my lips. She also stylishly looked at me, and also had a cheeky smile as we trained in silence. “That’s the Raven I’ve to come to know.” I mumbled to myself. My wolf also huffed, feeling impressed I was getting more training.

This brought tears to my eyes as I lean into Damien, the word of me not chasing love rather the opposite, the sweetest part, she supported. "Damien," I could barely hear my own self"I... I don't know what to say." He smiled then, a soft, tender smile, reaching out, gently wiping a tear from my cheek, his gaze filled with love, with understanding, acknowledging the overwhelm and the shock. “You don’t need to say anything, little Raven,” he smiled again. That smile, at this point I didn’t know what to say. I just stood there holding the document that represented my dream, looking into the eyes of the man I loved.

And now, just like that, he was tossing me aside? You want me to be fine with this?" I asked, trying to keep my voice steady. Damon smiled softly. "Ravina, we are living in a time of peace. As the next Luna, you have to have a good heart. Be kind. She's your sister. You have to understand. Once she's dead, I'll make you my Luna. Just give her this." Amira coughed softly. "I love him, Ravina," she whispered. "I always have. Please... let me have this."

Still… The emotion he saw on her face back there felt real. Painfully real. And when she smiled at him afterward, Not the practiced smile she usually gives the cameras. Not the fake one. That one felt different. Softer. For a second, Raven almost believed she forgot they were pretending. Maybe her acting is just improving. That explanation feels safer. As the limousine nears the hospital, Raven adjusts his necktie and smooths the front of his jacket automatically. The polished version of him sliding back into place. “We’re almost there,” he says evenly.

I hated that my body reacted to him before my brain did but it did. I dragged my eyes to the guard standing near the bars. My voice came out stiff. “I withdraw the order. Let her out.” The guard nodded instantly and opened the cell. Raven stood slowly, brushing her palms against her thighs. She stepped out and lifted her chin when she saw Cole. And then she smiled. A full smile. At *him*. Wtf was that? My jaw tightened. My brows pulled down as my chest warmed with irritation so sharp it felt physical. She smiled as if she expected him to smile back as if she wanted me to see it.

“Murderer! Where’s my sister?!” A girl pushed through the crowd, her face streaked with tears and dust. She grabbed another stone, rage twisting her features. Before she could throw it, someone moved faster. A tall figure stepped between us, his arm coming up just in time to block the blow. The world seemed to still. I looked up, and there he was. Alaric. The Raven King himself. His eyes… deep, stormy gray, locked on mine. His jaw tightened as he turned to glare at the crowd, his presence alone enough to make grown men bow their heads.