Ravi Ross Novels & Stories

Javier looked at the people below the stage and said, “I have two things to say to everyone. First, my name is Javier Kersey, and I am the chairman of Reivaj Group. Anyone who doesn’t recognize me can look me up on the Internet. “Second, those of you who want to work with me, stand to my left. Those of you who choose to work with Ronnie, stand to my right. Let’s begin!” With these two very simple sentences, Javier was able to shock everyone. In fact, Ronnie was dumbfounded! He had never thought that the person he had just threatened today would be the very man who had easily brought his cousin to ruins…Javier Kersey! ‘Err…’

“I’ve heard of this pose before. Rumor has it that he only possesses like this when he's serious. “Don’t let his pose fool you, Ryu. It may look basic but it’s dangerous. Do not let your guard down. Rumor has it that he’s one of the fastest wolves alive.,” Ross said as he stared at me. “I can’t take it anymore, Brother! What’s with you and praising this guy?! I don’t see what’s so special about him!” Ryu barked. “He was able to take your right arm on your encounter with him and yet you talk like you’re blind,” Ross said.

Time seemed to fucking stand still as our gazes remained locked. I once vowed I never wanted to see him again, but that vow was broken, because right in front of me was none other than the richest Alpha in the country. The man who owned the majority of the Rossi assets, and several multi-billionaire companies around the globe. The man that I fucking hated to the core. Rayhan Rossi, the Alpha of the Black Storm pack himself.

arohi asked in between the talk as she was very well recognized this name " Ronn, it's the nickname of ranvijay sahay, the sole owner of sahay group of industries. I was shocked too as if you are living in Mumbai you know this name very well. But I have to meet him as you cannot refuse his order. I mean if you love your life. In the meeting g, he told me to befriend you but trust me arohi I refused him on his face as I know you will never want to befriend me I mean a weak person like me but he offered me this showroom and you know how much I was struggling for this. So I couldn't refuse this offer and you know the rest of the story.

___🍂 🖋️ BILLIONAIRE JAVAN GAVIN ROSWELL PERSONAL INFORMATION ::: NAME~~JAVAN ROSWELL... CITY~~NEW YORK CITY. AGE~~ 42. PARENTS~~ (retired business moguls) GPA~~4.0 DEGREE~~Bachelor of science in finance accounting, Harvard. JOB~~CEO in all ROSWELL companies. HOBBIES~~Working, reading beside the fireplace. MARITAL STATUS~~Divorced. "Ohh..he's divorced and that's why he agreed to your suggestion immediately" Heath said aloud staring at the hot pics of Javan Roswell beneath the personal information.

And what's even more interesting? Don Rossini is paying a visit to the casino. The mission is to destroy the casino as a vendetta to what he did to my family — Corenza. A hand rested on my shoulder, pressing lightly more like a pat. “Valentine, Keep your head on the mission." If it isn't Rossetti, the underboss of the Corenza clan. His face was stern when I looked up to him. "Sure. Rossetti. Have I ever failed?”

“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.”

I turned and lifted my eyes to my saviour, ready to give him my biggest, most grateful smile. But then I froze. I pointed an accusing finger at him. "You!" The man in front of me was tall, devastatingly handsome, with dark hair and even darker eyes. But what got me was his smile. A smile that was both dangerous and charming, complete with dimples that made him look almost boyish. "Hello, Evahlyn," he said, waving casually like he hadn't just saved me from an angry mob. "We meet again." It was Ross.

The Riders were legends in between half myth, half nightmare. The lead bike stopped a few feet away. Its rider swung a boot to the ground, pulling off his helmet. Dark hair spilled free. Steel-gray eyes glinted cold under the moon. A scar carved on his right brow, stark against tanned skin. Axel Voss. Alpha of the Moonburn Riders. Raven’s stomach dropped. Every warning she’d ever heard about him whispered through her mind. Ruthless. Unstoppable. Dangerous. But none of that mattered. Because the second his eyes locked on hers, the wolf inside Raven went still, whispering one word in a voice that shook her bones.