Novel & Cerita Raven X Robin

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He reached down to stroke himself. “Uh-ah,” Vixen tsked returning from the cupboard with a set of cuffs. “No touching.” Raven considered arguing as she held out a hand expecting him to docilely allow her to cuff him, as Shadow had, and for a moment their eyes met. He saw the amusement in hers. She knew exactly what he was thinking. Obstinately, he held out his wrist, refusing to be predictable.

Rowen says. “Ma! Pop! You’re here. Please tell us you’ve got a plan to deal with that crazy-ass bitch out there!” he adds, wide-eyed. Looking out the window, I see a blood-red sky and hear the unearthly howls of fury echoing across the realm. The fear that’s been scratching at me since we began this journey finally sinks its claws in. Then I’m swept into familiar arms. The scent of oak, nutmeg, and leather floods my senses. Xander.

I felt Ryan tense beside me, his eyes shifting between Raven and me, seeking clues in our expressions. "I'm sure you have a good reason," I interjected, offering a hopeful smile. Raven rolled his eyes, seemingly unimpressed by my attempt to ease the situation. The underlying animosity between Ryan and Raven was palpable. Ryan, possessive and protective, harbored a clear disdain for Raven. "I'm actually glad Raven is here. I have something to ask him," Ryan stated with an icy smile, his aura pulsating with a surge of fury. My skin prickled, a reaction to the palpable anger radiating from Ryan. The air crackled with tension, and I braced myself for the storm about to unfold.

When I was having lunch, Xavier informed me that she was in detention near the staff quarters, picking up dirt. I dumped my food and began walking away. "Hey, aren't you going to finish your food?" Xavier asked with concern in his tone. I ignored him and walked through the empty school premises, catching sight of Raven in the distance. She was holding a rake and wearing hand gloves. "Raven," I called, and she lifted her face, turning to face me. The harsh sun made my skin prickle in disgust, but I had to endure it for her sake. "How are you the one getting punished while Nova isn't?"

Robinson's voice rings from the kitchen. "You want a drink?"

RAVEN When I got to Selene’s room, the noise hit me before I even opened the door. It was the kind of loud, careless chatter that made your skin crawl if you weren't one of them. I pushed the door open, already grinding my teeth as the sound grew louder, three of her so-called friends sprawled around like they owned the place, laughing like animals, screeching over each other’s voices. They barely acknowledged me, which was expected. I was Raven—the quiet one, the distant one, the one who always had the snacks, always came when called. A good little errand girl. And they thought that was all I was.

Raven The day I realized that my assistant Dani was copying my entire life on social media, I couldn’t have been more disgusted. My name is Raven. I am a werewolf model, and a perfume brand entrepreneur. Dani was not just my assistant, but also my best friend—which was a rare thing in the world of fame and riches. Or so I thought. But when I saw those pictures on her I*******m… When I saw her holding my stuff that had gone missing, posing with my designer bags and clothes and even my fucking laptop like she had bought it all herself…

he whispered, but Selina could still hear it. Raven muttered a quiet curse, something Selina rarely heard. He shot the man a warning look, and the man quickly nodded before turning his gaze back to her. Selina looked confused, and Raven explained. “This is Rowan, my best friend. He’s here to help us,” Raven said, then gave his friend another warning glance. “Rowan, this is Selina. She’s my friend.” “Hi,” Selina said politely. Rowan shook her hand, then exchanged a private look with Raven, full of unspoken jokes or secrets that Selina couldn’t decipher.