Ravyn Lenae Novels & Stories

“I’m here for a job.” She narrows her eyes slightly. Her lashes are thick, doused with some form of makeup. Mother obsessed about me wearing blush on my cheeks, or a touch of gloss on my lips, however, I was always quick to wash it off. I’m wondering if she is considering sending me off. “I’m not the manager. I just work here,” the girl tells me. My eyes wander to her name tag. Raven. So typically Vengeance. “If you want to talk to Linda, she’s out back.”

Her delusional mind was shattered into pieces and her heart trembled with fear at the possibility that something terrible might happen and foil her plans. So, that day…… the conversation between Mark and Jay… was not a dream. It is true that Maya is alive and mated to the legendary alpha Ashton! She is also a luna, and of a powerful pack! "Jesus! What did I do?" Lily almost shoved her head into the wall.

“What?” Ashton nodded in confirmation. “I'm equally as surprised as you are. Ravena is alive,” he said softly. “I didn't believe it myself but she is here to erase every doubt.” Ethan thought it was all a dream or maybe he was having hallucinations. “How is that even possible?,” he questioned as he faced Daemon. “You told us Ravena didn't survive the last rescue mission.” Daemon sighed, placing his hands on Ethan's shoulder. “Aren't you happy about her return? You should be happy that she's here now to take her position as the Luna of Ridgewood.”

“Well, well. Look who crawled back.” Raven Cross’s voice slid across the courtyard like oil. I stiffened. She walked towards me, sky blue silk hugging her body, her dark hair pulled tight to frame her perfect smirk. She is the daughter of old Beta Darius, his precious jewel. Everyone said she was destined for our Alpha Kai, Luna-in-waiting and she carried herself like it was already true. But I saw her for what she truly was, a bone in my neck. “Lila,” she called again.

She explains. I honestly didn’t give the camera a second thought after I realized that I forgot it at the barn. I was worried about getting Gabe to the packhouse and then I was busy trying to take care of him while he recuperated. “I also hear that you helped my little girl too.” She beamed at me. Then she grabbed my hand to examine my palm. How did she know? “It’s alright Hannah, you can trust Christine”, Gabe tells me seeing that I am anxious about this conversation. Christine goes on to explain that she works as a researcher for a nonprofit that was established by a coalition of packs in the area.

She's that girl, yes the healthy girl waking up at 6 am, even in week-ends to work out and study then meet with some friends, her hobby is reading as well. I wish I could be like her, having this healthy lifestyle instead of staying on social media for hours, it's like an obsession. A deadly one. "Who is Hévéa?" Roman asked curiously. "She's my friend." I stated. "Don't know her." Rhyker shrugged off as he pressed pressure on my foot. Of course, you won't know her, stupid. Since you are someone all mighty, ironically it’s not the truth. "Well, then how can we talk?" Ashton muttered himself, he's awful at whispering.

My name is Raven Patterson Lowe, mate of Justice Lowe, Alpha of the Blue River Pack. We've been together since high school, and we are chosen mates. We had our mating ceremony when we were nineteen years old, it's been five years since we've committed to each other. As we were getting ready to go to an Alpha's Ceremony at a nearby pack, I watched my husband with an admiring eye, he's so tall standing at 6'5, broad shoulders with an athletic type muscular build. His black wavy hair is combed back, he has honey colored eyes, a long straight nose, full lips and a strong squared jaw. I turn my head slightly to take in my appearance, as I look at my reflection, I finish applying my makeup. I'm qu

The morning sun spilled across the stone corridors of Silvermoon’s great hall, but no warmth reached Kaelen. He sat at the long table alone, his fingers drumming restlessly against the polished wood. The servants moved about cautiously, their heads lowered, afraid to meet his gaze. The tension that hung around him was palpable, a storm threatening to break. The heavy doors opened, and Ravena swept in. She was radiant, draped in a flowing crimson gown that clung to her curves, her dark hair gleaming like silk. She moved with deliberate grace, every step calculated to remind him that she was his Luna now.

She swirled her words as I pulled her and harshly let go of her when we were in a more private area. “I’m just doing my duties,” I gritted out, “You, on the other hand, keep on making trouble.” “They were annoying hypocrites,” Ravynne flailed her arms as she ranted, “Whiny and plain stupid! They have no right to speak on Luna Veronica anymore. All of them turned their backs on her during the trial. And I was the crazy one back then, huh?” Ravynne is around my age and I met her more than a week ago in some unplanned circumstance. I discovered how she worships Luna Veronica, much to my surprise, soon after. It’s why I paid attention to her.

They were scared out of their minds. They looked at me like I was a ghost when Mara brought me in. A tall girl with short black hair stepped forward. Her name was Lena. She had a scar across her cheek. “You are new,” she said. Her voice was rough from no talking. “Day one,” I said. Some of them laughed bitterly. Lena looked me up and down. “You will not last.” I met her eyes. “I am Raven Blackthorne. I have four bonds waiting outside that gate. I am not dying in here. And neither are you.”