Raven X Starfire Novelas e Histórias

It was no secret that the new Princess Varkos was an orphan, growing up on crumbs, God knows where. Her mother, Genevieve Wolfborn, was a lycan warrior who got pregnant during the war by some human slave. She was born with no father and dumped at the orphanage right after birth, only brought back by her grandfather after she turned eighteen to marry Prince Damon Varkos. Thinking of that, Silver Luna coldly glanced at Leah. As the Lunas waited for her reaction, Leah simply smiled at the ladies. She quietly stepped into the gazebo and curtsied. "Your Highness, Silver Luna."

“Bring the Black Coast shipment codes, the account access, and every fucking file you stole.” A sob caught painfully in my throat. What the hell were they talking about? “I swear I don’t know anything,” I whispered desperately. “I don’t even know who Ravens is.” One of the men barked out a laugh. “Damn. She really clueless.” “Not our fucking problem,” another muttered. The gun pressed harder into my skin and my breathing immediately turned shaky again. “You hear that, Ravens?” the man said into the phone. “Fourteen hours before we paint the floor with her brains.”

“You became mine the moment you entered my game. And now, sweetheart, you’ll play by my rules.” “I’m not scared of you,” I lied. Raven smiled slowly and coldly. “That’s good. Because fear is boring. But fire?” He ran a finger down my arm. “Fire makes it fun.” I jerked away from his touch. “You won’t break me.” “Oh, darling,” he whispered, “I don’t want to break you. I want to see how far you’ll go to survive me.” “Get lost.” I slapped his hand, which was still holding me in place.

I stared at him, expecting a punch line. When none materialized, I laughed deliberately. "You’re delusional, dreaming." His lips curled into a faint smile. "Maybe." I narrowed my eyes. "Why me?" His gaze pierced mine, unfazed. "Because I understand your desires." He replied slightly. "Revenge." Chills ran down my body and soul. Kieran’s voice was smooth yet firm and strong. "You want to destroy Damian Blackwood. You yearn to destroy Vincent Moreau." His fingers drummed on the armrest. "And I can provide you with the means to do it."

I leaned against the cool wall, still in my habit, while Lena sat beside me on the narrow stone bench, her sundress riding up her smooth thighs. At first she kept her voice gentle, but I could feel the shift coming. She reached over and brushed a strand of hair from my face. “You know… your mother was a real strong wolf, Raven. Luna Elara did not just survive in that pack. She fought battles. She shifted under the full moon and roared loud enough to make grown males lower their heads. I keep thinking… maybe some of that wolf blood made it to you after all. Have you ever felt anything stir inside? Even once?”

“You expect me to believe something like that?” “No. I expect you to listen.” I took a breath. “I have seen the future. Elara cheats on Alaric with Rowland. She gets beheaded. And Alaric… he becomes a tyrant. He becomes someone no one recognizes. He dies alone at a very early age. The Ravens were the only companions he had left.” Her smile faded. I continued. “The strange illness people think I have, the memory lapses… it is because I am not the owner of this body.”

I roll when I feel my fur burning, quickly extinguishing the fire on my body. I look around, hearing the yelps of other wolves as they also try to put out the fire on their fur. Water rises out of the ground, and I see Morgan pushing her water element toward us, helping to put out the fire on the burning wolves. Her mate, Aithlin, was one of the elves who helped to dig us out of the trench. I hear another scream of agony, and I see Kenna blasting her fire at Kenzo and Laiken. And then I see her, high in the sky as she faces off against Kenna.

His expression shifted, the anger melting into something raw and vulnerable. “Amira…” he whispered, his voice barely audible. “Stop,” I said firmly, my voice shaking. “Just stop. This isn’t you.” Ryan groaned behind me, and I turned back to him, my heart pounding. “Stay still,” I told him. “You’re bleeding.” But I felt Aiden’s presence behind me, his shadow looming. “I didn’t mean to,” Aiden said, his voice trembling. “I swear, Amira. I didn’t mean to.”

"We don't have a fire dragon shifter to complete the four elements" "The Spirit Beast",Riven finally answered. As if answering its call, the large golden wolf emerged from Riven's body and soared in the air. A trail of golden flame followed behind it as it circled Riven's head, its golden eyes staring towards the other side of the city where the titans and the hydra were. "Yes! The perfect fire",Xerxes pumped his fist in the air, and Layla was astounded to see a pleased smile on the ancient shifter's face. Xerxes hardly smiled, and it totally transformed his face as he did.

A sea of honeyed fire comes down my throat but my hunger isn’t filled, my meal is interrupted when The Ray bites down hard onto my tongue. I shriek and push him away, tricked by the sweet smells of the monster. “You bit me!” “You kissed me!” “That was not what I would call a kiss,” I sneered. The Ray turns even redder than before, a feat unknown to me. This creature turns red and is so warm and easy to bother. I no longer fear it, because he fears me more than I fear him.