Revan Novels & Stories

Come out now! The wasp who was sneaking at the back of Sevon is actually Revocatus, the proud and untrustworthy leader of the Nest- the name of the place where the wasp people dwell; Every wasp before shares exact traits from the early leaders of the Nest, being liar and viper of the tribe. but Revocatus, the current wasp army leader is by far the worst, easily surpassing all these unpleasant traits. He is a fraudulent, coward and opportunist- One of few reasons why the hybrid tribe is still divided into 3 sectors. ‘’We surrender… Please don’t destroy the Sevon’’

Azraiel’s Gamma, Theo was on his knees bowing in front of his mate, the Luna of the Blue Orchid Pack. Theo lifts his head a little, his eyes shine with unshed tears. He looks straight into the black wolf’s eyes and says, “Alpha!”

" Revaldo " Savina murmerred and grabbed her hands on Revaldo's wrist in fear . Revaldo patted his aunt's hand and assured her with his eyes . " Nothing,Aunt . Everything will be alright " Revaldo assured her ,with a slight smile .He don't have mother . His father ,Daniel Alexus is a greedy man who always run behind money .He had already earned a lot in his career and now ,still he is trying to get the proper of Alexus on his name .

This is a challenge unlike any other. The valley trembled as the Moon broke through the clouds, silver light cascading over the battlefield. Silver and gold, Luna and Alpha, energy and instinct merged into one unstoppable force. Lunaria’s voice rang out across the valley. “You want the past? You want vengeance? Then face me. Face us. Face the Moon.” The Ashbound leader leapt forward. And the real war began.

But at the moment, I’d much rather be involved with bringing down a werewolf-run drug running operation instead of a vampire-inflicted human homicide bordering pack lands. “Detective Fergeson, it’s nice to meet you. I’m sorry it has to be under these conditions.” I say, turning to shake his hand. “I’m Alpha Scarlett, the Alpha of the Crimson Snow Pack and these,” I point to Bree and Dax, “these are my Gamma and Lead Warrior, Bree and Dax.” Motioning to the others, I tell him, “this is Blake, Serafina, Theo and Conan, four more of my warriors. And this is Tasha and Channing, two of my trackers. Channing is the one who found the deceased.” I hear someone clearing their throat near me. “Oh, for

"Revival sequence complete. Unit Gamma-Seven, online. Primary directive: Await orders." The Reaper—Gamma-Seven—slowly, stiffly, pushed himself up into a sitting position within the pod. He looked down at his own hands as if he’d never seen them before. He flexed his fingers. Then, his head turned, and his pale eyes landed on Sela and Leo. There was no recognition. No anger. No threat. Just a vast, empty confusion.

“But I saw you with Ronan. In the hall. What’s going on?” My stomach twisted. His tone was sharp, possessive. I crossed my arms, meeting his gaze. “Ronan’s part of my plan. I’m close to him to get revenge. To take Thalia’s place. To win.” Kael’s eyes darkened, his jaw tight. “You don’t need him,” he snapped. “Revenge doesn’t mean cozying up to that fool.” He stepped closer, his breath hot. “You’re playing with fire, Vexley. He’s not worth it.”

That inheritance was important to me. And I needed a person who was experienced in handling snakes like these. I took my phone out and went to contacts. Dante Blake. My finger lingered over his name, I had once refused his proposal but I needed him now. I made a call. He answered after two rings. He purred in a deep voice . “Alina Ross. You finally called, what a miracle.” “I really need your help.” A pause. “What went wrong?” “I lost everything,” I answered. “I'm going to retract everything now.”

she demanded, "were you planning to keep this from me?" He turned his back to her. "Your father is dead. He was my younger brother, Revan. He perished the day you were born, three centuries past. As for Rhovan, he is my elder brother. He was cast out and banished by our father for his many transgressions." "Lies," she hissed. "All of it, lies. Do you know what they call me at court? A traitor’s daughter." His eyes flared. "The court. How do they know?"

Aviraj's pov I didn't rush it. Revenge doesn't survive haste-it rots in it. I knew her long before she knew me. Advika Rathod. Not the daughter of a monster,just a girl living quietly in the shadow of a name she didn't understand. She smiled easily. Trusted too much. That innocence... it made my anger burn slower, deeper. I studied her life the way generals study maps. Her routine. Her silences. The people who failed to protect her without knowing it.