Raven Vampire Novels & Stories

AVA'S POV “For a queen you are, you're getting a bit too comfortable with these humans,” Rowan whispered, his breath tickling my skin and his voice husky and laced with a hint of warning. My gaze narrowed, eyes flashing red with a hint of danger as I took in his words. “And what makes you think so, my love?” I purred, my voice dripping with sweetness as my fingers trailed his bare chest down below to his hard member. Of course we were lying naked in all our glory, skin flawless yet had a pale color to it, and this was absolutely normal being vampires.

Refusing to cower and break eye contact, I stood my ground. "Here's news for you, Nathan. I don't fear you. You don't own me. Want to know why?" I said. "How dare you," he spat. Seeing him so frustrated and angered made me feel powerful. It made me feel like I was in control. "My name is Raven, and I am the queen of Lycans. I am no longer a slave, I am a queen. Do not touch what belongs to me. If you do, you're going to get burned." I hissed and pivoted on my heels. Without pausing to look at him, I retreated to my room, shutting the door behind me when I walked in.

I watch the door open, Bear, Hawk and Doc walking in and sitting. “Take a look.” I watch as Grayson holds out the box and envelope. Why is he showing them? I stare at him. “Raven’s past is coming back, it’s someone who likes to kill those she is close to. So we’re calling in everyone, if we’re not with her, we need at least three more guys watching her closely.” “You said those she is close to?” Doc looks at us and we nod. “Yes, that includes Ava, so if we’re not going to be with Ava, we need more people around her.” I won’t let Grayson pretend like Ava isn’t a target.

He was a werewolf, why should I care. “The demons in the area have found a way to bring about an infection that turns humans and wolves alike into demonic slaves. I need your help to find what is cause it.” He glanced at me, “Raven is the only one who can stop it, she has come into contact with the substance a few years ago and it did not affect her at all.” Dustin’s and my mouth fell open. I had been trying to find the source of this plague that was striking our people down, but I had no leads.

The finale to this night. "The Vampire will die."

Chapter 67 My Babies Niklaus fell asleep with his arms wrapped around Raven, his vampire form fully embraced, his wings enveloping her in a protective cuddle. As they both stirred awake, Raven gazed at him with curious eyes, a departure from her previous growls. Kie, David, Abatrose, and Luke arrived with food, delighted to find the pair cuddling, a promising sign of progress. Raven no longer flinched at their presence, recognizing them as providers of sustenance. The group noticed a nest she had created, sparking a whispered debate: could she be pregnant? And if so, who was the father? The possibility hung in the air, as they pondered, Raven's eyes never left Niklaus, her expression soft, a

Raven wore her best smile as she welcomed their pack’s guests for the werewolf assembly. She looks elegant and confident with her white off dress which complements her porcelain skin and contrasts with her dark orbs, and midnight hair. Raven’s dress is tight fitted which fits her body like a glove. It accentuated her curves at the right places, showing her slim waist, wide hips and her pronounced chest. Raven looked classy with her clean makeup and classic red lipstick. She also had long gold earrings on giving her that classy timeless look

His eyes, dark and intense, held mine for a long, agonizing moment before he turned his attention back to me. “Damien, I…” I began, my voice trembling. He walked closer to me, closing the distance between us until we were just a breath apart. His eyes, like chips of obsidian, locked onto mine, and I knew in that instant there was no turning back from this confrontation. It was either my last day, or a day I would lose a part of myself I didn’t even know I could afford to sacrifice. “Raven!” he growled, his voice low and guttural, his breath fanning across my face.

Without the intention of killing another vampire, he knelt down, so that Tyler was pinned to the ground and began raining down punches on him, in the hopes that it would at least disorient him. On the other side of the street, Demitri was locked in battle with another hunter. A woman with raven hair and piercing green eyes that were almost identical to Harley's, but who was visibly older. She swung at him with a stake only for him to catch her wrist midair and force the weapon to fall from her loosened grip. Demitri shrieked as she produced another weapon; this one silver, and seemingly dripping with some kind of liquid, and made a deep slash in his side. She pulled back the dagger again, ai

SARAH'S POV I sat there in the cold dark alley for quite a while and not even a rat passed by, I was starting to get scared when I heard faint laughter, more like a chuckle from afar. The sound became louder and clearer. It was no longer just the sound of laughter, I could now hear footsteps approaching. The closer they came the clearer their voices, they sound like nice people, I should probably ask them for help. What will I say though, I can't possibly tell them that I'm a vampire princess who came here through a porthole and woke up, then blacked out, then woke up again in a place where I was stabbed with needles and driven away by the smell of blood and somehow ended up here with no one