Starfire X Raven Ship Novels & Stories

It took the Raven Prince and his men half an hour to destroy the lab, which his mother built in ten years. It's like a base for Irina, from where she does most of her evil deeds from. All the scientists are killed and the lab is burned down to the ground. The Raven guards took the kids back to their homes. When each kid is being handed over to their parents, the gratitude that was shining brightly in their eyes made everyone's heart swell with pride. They know they did the right thing. They are now more grateful to Raphael than ever. Their loyalty now solely belongs to the Raven Prince, whom they fondly call as 'Boss '.

“A piece of the stars from me to you.” She looked at the ring and could feel its own presence there in the room. It was beautiful and to her right then and there. It was more than perfect. They had come from the stars to this little planet thousands of years ago with the possibility to merge the DNA with a new creature. They had made it to this point, and the babies they each held were the future. A star stone ring for the star dust family.

The Crown passes to you. “I didn’t agree to anything,” Riven said aloud, voice rough. The air around him rippled faintly, sigils ghosting into existence before fading again. Consent was not required. Riven laughed—short, sharp, broken. “Funny. Because I don’t remember volunteering to babysit gods.” Saint shot him a warning look. “Riven, don’t antagonise it.” Too late. Riven’s vision fractured—cities he’d never seen burning under alien skies, civilisations folding like paper, and stars blinking out one by one as if erased by a careless hand. He felt the Covenant’s hunger, its cold certainty.

Valen growled, his golden eyes burning with lethal, absolute authority. Together, we turned our eyes toward the three massive celestial warships hovering above us. "ALPHA FIRE: SUN SHATTER!" we shouted in unison, thrusting our joined power straight into the lead warship! BOOM! A beam of holy white-gold fire pierced the sky, blowing the lead warship’s engine core into a brilliant, fiery supernova that lit up the entire ocean! The remaining two warships immediately backed away, their red lights flashing in frantic alarm. Suddenly, a giant, golden tear in the fabric of space opened directly above the clouds.

Justice spat out through gritted teeth. " That's enough Alpha you have disrespected Natasha and Raven, they're good friends for goddess sake. Why must you try to sew d*****d between them? Raven and I were teenagers, we thought we were in love, we weren't. She went on and became YOUR Luna she loved YOU and I love Nat my fiance. You have some deep mental issues brother." Justice replied angrily. " Well Well, you sleep in and miss a show. Why are you two arguing during breakfast in front of the whole pack?" I asked while arching my brow. Trying not to laugh at the look on Rose's face. Surprise bitch I'm still here.

Making me feel like i just asked the worst question. "Well", he said his voice going back to how it usually was, the voice that would make a stranger run for the hills. "Well I'm Bryan Raven, lived in New York most of my life till now. Cause my dad thinks I can jump off our apartment, so here I am being catered by you guys", he said finally with his face going plane. "Well trust me they're way more places to kill yourself here than in New York", i said matter factly trying to lighten his mood. "And you'll also have enough reasons not to, believe me", I said practically whispering it, hoping he heard me. I hope i never give up on him, he deserves so much, he deserves to br fought for.

The Fleet of the Corvus Republic lowered itself down to sensor range and hovered right above the much larger barge below. Up in the bridge, Rear Admiral Aurora commanded her gunners to fire, which they did with eager glee. The Raven’s Refuge’s broadside guns had all been faced downwards, and fired in near-unison. The resulting BOOM was deafening to anyone out on the island deck of the barge. Everyone else was otherwise blasted to pieces when the shells struck the surface.

The Stellar Voyager didn't officially exist. A private cargo freighter registered under a shell corporation Harrison had scrubbed clean; it was a rust-bucket graveyard of shipping containers and diesel fumes. But to us, it was the only way across the Atlantic. We were five days into the crossing. It was during one of my late-night sweeps of the vessel that I heard them. Raya and Jax were tucked away in the engine room, a space usually reserved for maintenance but repurposed as their personal armory. I paused outside the heavy steel door, my senses sharp.

**Kelly Thompson's POV** The black stars aren't stars-they're *ships*. Massive, jagged vessels blot out the fractured sky, their hulls bristling with weapons that hum with the same green lightning as the Arbor Prime. The Eden shard pulses in my grip, its voice fraying at the edges. **"They've come to sterilize the infection. That's us."** Veyra stares at the armada, her Custodian-metal stinger trembling. "We need to run."

he'd called it, though Jack suspected simple curiosity. "Visual contact," Marcus announced. Jack looked up and saw it. The scout ship was beautiful—a sleek vessel of silver and blue, organic curves suggesting it had been grown rather than built. But it was clearly damaged. Portions of its hull flickered with unstable energy, and a trail of debris marked its descent path. Behind it, still distant but closing fast, three dark shapes pursued. The Vanguard hunters. "Aria-7, this is Jack Miller," he broadcast on the Origin Heart's frequency. "We're here to help. Can you match our position?"