The Ravager Novels & Stories

Raven’s hair and eyes are pitch black and her aura was that of an extraordinarily powerful Lycan Alpha. While Liliana’s hair is silvery white with eyes that are pale blue and white near the center, her aura radiates her powerful Lycan Healer abilities. “Daddy she’s here!” Liliana calls out with a look of relief flooding her like she is glad to see her sister’s ok. “Liliana, get back!” Rebecca snarls while running beside Gideon as I carry Raven outside into the snow finding Liliana’s lack of fear very amusing. “Raven, what are you doing where have you been, it’s morning?” Gideon panics taking her from my arms possessively as I rub her back trying to keep her calm.

The name slipped past her lips before she could help herself and yet saying it ignited the relief and hope inside of her once more. Before she could think, she set the gun down and practically leapt off the small deck, wading through the snow to meet the male. Sure enough, the closer she got, the easier it was to see that the man stalking through the snow was their liberator. His pale green eyes looked tired and the cold and coloured the tip of his nose and fingers pink. He had on a hat to protect his head but otherwise, his clothes didn't look appropriate for the weather, even for a werewolf. "Goddess, am I glad to see you." Omar laughed breathlessly. "I was sure I got turned around in this

On the other side of the horizon, The mysterious man, The night in Italy was colder than usual, a sharp contrast to the heat of my rage. The moment I learned Amira had defied my warnings and gone to see Ryan, I felt the familiar surge of anger coursing through my veins, the kind that made me feel alive, made me feel in control. I had warned her, threatened her, yet she still defied me. Her stubbornness would be her downfall, but not yet. No, I wasn’t ready to let her go that easily.

He sighed, "You lost your sanity, Nyra. You're a dead case. No one can save you. Not even yourself.” “Really? Let’s see about that then.” I replied. “Fine. Take your time talking, because after I get crowned, you’ll be disposed away like trash, and the first thing I’ll discard is your tongue-” Suddenly, I smelled my other brother, Brian, coming near. “Ceylan.” “Who dares to cut me off?” Ceylan yelled. Brian proceeded, not even quivering with fear, “The Ravager is nearing our territory.” Ravager? If I heard it right, that’s the growing rogues who have taken some territories in the north. Their target might be us…