Rowan And Ava Novel Novels & Stories

I knew there was no reason for her to be here other than for trouble. “Sir, can you please go on?” I signalled to the priest again. He coughed lightly and continued. “Looks like we got an extraordinary couple here today.” Turning to Ava again, he repeated the words he had said earlier. “Do you Ivan Cross take Ava Sinclair, to be your wedded wife, to love and to hold, till death do you part?” “I do.” Ava answered in my voice and I could hear a faint sigh of relief, spread through the guests.

Dawn finds me perched on the kitchen window ledge, shivering not only from the cold but from everything that happened the night before. The village wakes slowly beneath me, its people moving with quiet resignation, bound by routine and necessity. My hands are numb, and I cannot stop replaying the moment Kellan’s palm closed around the scrap of blue Rowan had left behind. I had imagined Rowan’s return differently - like the triumphant hero in stories. Instead, he is gone, leaving behind only an ache, a hollow space where hope used to sit.

I hate to say but I'm now used to it even though it's annoying as hell and always makes me feel like I'm having sex and about to explode. Right now, Rowan and I are headed for a meeting with this new rising company, Shaw and Ethan. They're two best friends that started their own hotel and are becoming the next big thing. They want to this collaboration with our company and they're coming here to pitch their plan to Rowan.

she rained down questions that made Dolion chuckle "One at a time mother, all I can tell you right now is that her name is Ava. You need to get checked and fed, so why don't I have Sebastian look at you.../" She waved him off "I know my body best, I'm fine, all I need is rest" Dolion sighed "Fine mother, why don't we talk about this over dinner" He pushed again. Elvira pursed her lips but nodded in agreement. ********** Ava had just realised she was outside of her packs borderlines, a thick bush section that led straight to the pack was unguarded, and her newly found mate just happened to be lurking around the opening. She thought of the 'how's and 'why's" as she walked ahead of her new mate

For a contract and loveless marriage, it was shocking how I was bothered about whatever he did with his life. “He isn't committing infidelity okay…I was just being curious and that is all. Rowan is pure…” Karina apologized instantly. “I am sorry. I didn't mean to be disrespectful with my words” “There is no problem” Ava heaved a sigh. “I feel like you should ask him yourself…” Her words trailed as her eyes soon brightened and she snapped her fingers immediately. “That reminds me. I saw Rowan this morning at the shopping mall…did you like the dresses that he picked for you?”

Of course we were lying naked in all our glory, skin flawless yet had a pale color to it, and this was absolutely normal being vampires. Rowan's smile was synonymous to a crack of lightning on a stormy night - sudden and electrifying. “Because I know you, Queen Ava. I know what your weaknesses, your desires... and your secrets are.” Now what was he on about? I thought to myself. My thoughts were however concealed with a forced laughter, it was a low, throaty sound, because beneath it, a thread of confusion and fury hummed. “And what secrets would those be, Rowan?' I asked, my voice dripping with ice.

Caine thought she had died years ago when Ravenna was destroyed, and she had believed the same about him. Rowan; the younger sister of Delmar, the new Chief. When he confronted her at the Iron Furnace, the first thing Caine noticed was how much she had grown. She was no child anymore. Despite the suffering of her people, Rowan appeared to have the bearings of her father. It was in her enthralling eyes alone that Caine was able to realize the true convictions of her people in their darkest hour. Still, looking into those eyes, he constantly wondered if Rowan knew the truth; the truth behind the sudden attack on Ravenna - the truth of herself.