Robin X Raven Novels & Stories

] Fishers did not care about the entertainment industry, and if they were to boycott us, they would never find better fishing rods. My reply had fans laughing hysterically. [Rosie is so awesome, she's the best!] [No wonder Rosie said she was taking a break. Looks like she was just setting up something huge!] [She took two hours to win back what she deserves!] [The award ceremony yesterday pissed me off. How could the shameless jerk Allen announce his relationship while awarding Rosie?] [The host had no sense.]

RAVEN When I got to Selene’s room, the noise hit me before I even opened the door. It was the kind of loud, careless chatter that made your skin crawl if you weren't one of them. I pushed the door open, already grinding my teeth as the sound grew louder, three of her so-called friends sprawled around like they owned the place, laughing like animals, screeching over each other’s voices. They barely acknowledged me, which was expected. I was Raven—the quiet one, the distant one, the one who always had the snacks, always came when called. A good little errand girl. And they thought that was all I was.

Guns. The raven purge has begun.

As I lowered the goblet, Raven’s tense gaze lingered on me. He sensed my panic, but said nothing. Instead, he simply allowed me to gather myself before continuing as though nothing had happened. “These are the final evolved forms of my butterflies,” Raven said. “Butterfly fairies, my very first healing partners.”

/-Declan-/ Raven will fucking murder me. She would feel it through the mate bond and the pain… she won't be able to handle it. I couldn't do that to her. But before I could pull away from Hannah, Rolfe forcefully took over, pushing my member deep into Hannah's mouth. I tried to take over but he blocked me off. Stop it, Rolfe. We can't take her. It will hurt Raven! ‘So what? How many times do I have to spell it that we don't need her? Raven is too broken for you. Relax and enjoy this. Can't you feel the pleasure…’ he shot back.

LOGAN'S POV The morning sun streamed through the tall windows of my study, throwing long, golden rectangles across the polished wood floor. I leaned back in my chair, feet crossed on the edge of the desk, as Redmond shifted a bit uneasily beside me. Raven sat on the opposite side, her hands curled around a steaming cup of tea, eyes bright with curiosity. “So the Bithron,” Raven began, breaking the silence with a pointed glance. “Are they leaving soon?”

Tension was in the air as the Blackwoods readied themselves to confront the impending danger. The cabin was dark, however it was not very comfortable. While Julien watched the rear exit, Xander squatted close to the front window, his keen eyes sweeping the yard. Despite being an outsider, Roman had been crucial in getting ready for this. Calm but concentrated, he stood in the middle of the room, leading the others like a seasoned strategist.

Forever. And it scared her. What if... What if she fell too deep and.... Sighing, Raven stood up from the floor, dusting her joggers and setting the frame back on the desk as she walked to her rooms window and opened it. Down below were people chatting and walking around. Except two figures caught her eyes. Frowning, she headed down. * As Raven stormed toward the men, she realized, annoyingly that Axel wasn't like any wolf she had seen. He wasn't muscular, and his skin wasn't tanned.

I stated every word clearly. "Raven , he is protected by twenty professional guards . Nobody. Not even his own family could be around him without his guards . This snake doesn't trust anyone . If you want to attack him you need to do it using your brain . " he justified. I sighed in frustration . Biting down my lips harshly. This sly fox . I wish I could just rip off his throat right now . "Okay . What do you get ?" I asked. "This ." He said, handing me another file .

"Dinner will be served soon in the packhouse. You'll get to meet the rest of the pack there." "Thanks." I took the keys from her and watched as she disappeared back into the woods. I sniffed the air and when I was sure that no one else was around and watching me, I unlocked the door and went inside the cabin. It almost reminded me of the old couples' cabin that I had been in earlier. The room was simple with a queen bed against the wall and already made with a white comforter. Everything smelled clean. Warm light washed over the room from the two lanterns positioned on the cabin wall. A freestanding white tub was near the window and already filled with hot water. It was confusing as to why t