Ravenhood Series Novels & Stories

Warning: This chapter involves some wild actions which might not be suitable to very young minds. Read at your own risk. **** Wednesday night was cool with a satisfying atmosphere. It was the perfect night for dying in your sleep. Raven was hooded, wearing a long and thick black robe that hid his body features. He was walking majestically without any company, with a smile of success on his face. He had killed the second of his ten remaining step-siblings yesterday—practically driven up to her shabby house in a small California village and killed her peacefully.

“I’m done being in the dark.” Aiden stood slowly, crossing to the far wall. He pulled down an old map—torn at the edges, covered in strange marks. “This town,” he said, pointing to a crooked black symbol near the center, “Ravenwood—it was built on the bones of something ancient. A rift between worlds. A place where the wild things crawl through if the veil thins too much.” Evelynn stared at him. “You mean like… the fire? The monsters?” He nodded. “It doesn’t happen often. Maybe once every hundred years. But when it does, something or someone gets chosen. Marked.”

Though, she kept a polite front. "Um..." Her teeth caught her lower lip, an unconscious act as her eyes scanned the shelf. I looked at her lips longer than I should have, and my mouth went dry. "These series are actually my favorites." She pointed to a stack. "The Ravenhood Trilogy by Kate Stewart. T—They were so good I read them in two days. T—These are good as well." She went ahead to point at three more series. That was fifteen books in total. She fumbled through the motion, all nerves and uncertainty.

River’s Point of View It’s been months since Raven vanished, just up and disappeared like she never existed. The earth opened up and swallowed her whole, hiding her from me. As I read the report given to me by my best tracker and investigator, Raven was missing. I suspect she went back to the university and to her best friend Hennessy. She said she was with her and drunk in the club. She offered to take her home but she refused saying she can manage it. But after that, she disappeared.

Was she just one of many, or was she the sun they all revolved around? Later that night, the rain had turned into a full-blown storm. Thunder rattled the windows of the compound, and the wind howled through the trees. I found Raven in her room. She was sitting by the window, watching the lightning illuminate the mountain peaks. She looked small in the oversized hoodie she wore, but I knew better. "Jax," she said, not turning around. "I heard about the training yard." "News travels fast," I said, leaning against the doorframe. I walked into the room, the scent of her settling my restless wolf. "He’s a fire-hybrid, Raven. Just like you’re ice."

“This isn’t a matter of what you want, Damien. The covenant was sealed under the Moon itself. Breaking it would mean war.” “Let them threaten war,” I snapped. “She’s unconscious, Orion. They don’t get to claim her while she’s lying powerless in a bed.” Rowan ran a hand through his hair, pacing. “You’re telling us Raven’s entire life was decided before she even knew who she was?” “Yes,” Orion said. “The Nightshroud pack didn’t bother about it anymore because she was supposed to be dead. But now that she isn’t—“ My hands curled into fists. “She belongs here.”

Mine is dying, not slowly, but fast. Raven paused for a few seconds, her gaze fixated on the shot glass in front of her . "No one should here this, not in this manner," she said, looking back up at me. "Exactly, Raven," I said, grabbing her shoulder. "But if it dies finally, no one would be able to hide it--" "Let's be positive, Rowen. First off, your wolf wont die. Second--"

The sound of my heels clicking against the marble floor was the only thing keeping me grounded as I walked into the dimly lit nightclub. The air was thick with the scent of expensive cigars, spilled whiskey, and the unmistakable tension that always came with a gathering of men who thought they owned the world. The Volkov Club was one of the Bratva’s safe havens in New York—a place where deals were made, alliances were broken, and people disappeared without a trace.

It took the Raven Prince and his men half an hour to destroy the lab, which his mother built in ten years. It's like a base for Irina, from where she does most of her evil deeds from. All the scientists are killed and the lab is burned down to the ground. The Raven guards took the kids back to their homes. When each kid is being handed over to their parents, the gratitude that was shining brightly in their eyes made everyone's heart swell with pride. They know they did the right thing. They are now more grateful to Raphael than ever. Their loyalty now solely belongs to the Raven Prince, whom they fondly call as 'Boss '.

And as the past had taught them, treading cautiously was paramount, lest they lose their way. Raven, the enigma at the center of the twins' whirlwind of emotions, stood before Shade. As he poured out his heart, trying to bridge the gap of understanding, he closely observed her reactions. However, what he saw was not the solace or comprehension he so deeply yearned for. Instead, the transformation in Raven was undeniable and disconcerting. Her eyes, usually akin to pools of clear, vibrant water, now bore the appearance of a guarded fortress. The expressive windows to her soul, which previously reflected warmth and compassion, now mirrored restraint and caution.