Tokyo Ravens Natsume Novels & Stories

Raven nodded, setting his phone aside. "Yeah, it’s true. He and Natasha have a daughter," he replied. Brienne's eyes widened in surprise, and Raven chuckled at her reaction. He reached for a piece of cake Ravena had ordered for Brienne earlier. "She's trying to win Natasha back," he said before taking a bite. Brienne blushed, remembering how she couldn’t eat the cake earlier without feeling nauseous. "Sorry about the cake. I really thought I’d be able to eat it," she murmured. Ravena waved her hand dismissively, grinning.

"Uhm, can I have your ticket?" Kane raised a brow, amusement flickering in his blue eyes. "Ticket?" he repeated, his voice deep, teasing. The redhead—Mona, according to her name tag—bit down on her plump lower lip, her gaze darting everywhere except at him. "Sorry, it's just... you look familiar." That made him chuckle. Oh, really? He tilted his head slightly, his gaze flickering to the large poster plastered beside her booth—a giant picture of himself, fists raised, the underground champion.

She stared at me, trying to figure me out. “I’ll go a step further—if you let me keep Jezebel, in three full moons I'll take Marianna as my mate. She is a beautiful girl. It would be my honor.” I added, and I meant it. Marianna with her fiery red hair, and freckled face, was very attractive.

But…I sighed; Rachel is nowhere near me. "So, where is the created of this masterpiece," I said, looking at the waiter standing in front of me "We're so sorry but just as I was going to call her, she seems to disappear without any notice," the waiter replied, staring anywhere but at me. "But why..," I asked. I wanted to meet the master behind this masterpiece. "I don't know but that's how sometimes Rachel is..," "Wait, Rachel…." Did he mention Rachel, or something else? "Yeah, it's one of Rachel's original," He said, this time with a smile.

Harvey instantly figured out his identity at that moment. He was the spokesperson of the Toyotomi family, one of the four great families of the Island Nations—Naruse!

It was her first time speaking that much in class, and now every pair of eyes was on her. The lecturer hesitated, then cleared his throat. “Alright. For your assignment, write extensively on the significance of the ravens.” He smiled faintly. “Meanwhile, you can visit the school museum. There’s a portrait of Queen Elara- the one Monk Alphonso drew. It’s said her beauty was beyond words.” He picked up his notes and paused just before leaving. “Legend says, in the eyes of the Queen, only can the Raven King be restored.” Liana’s head tilted. “In the eyes of the Queen…” she repeated under her breath.

The next morning Justin takes the wine to be tested by the healers and walked to the dining hall for breakfast. With his mind getting set for actor mode he sits at the table reserved for the higher ranks in the pack. " Where is Raven?" Natasha asks. " I haven't seen her since I helped her to her room last night, she was pretty drunk so I let her sleep." he replied. " Oh, you should go wake her Beta, breakfast is the most important meal of the day." Rose intruded in the conservation with a smirk.

[MY ELDEST SON ,RAVEN STAND UP] Raven stood up this made Tyson and the whole pack confused how did we jump from WOLFSBURG PACK to Raven?? 'is this matter linked to Raven?' Tyson muttered to himself and each and every one of the members in the pack were thinking the same thing ,Raven who was standing up was smiling proudly as if saying praise me!! his posture was very arrogant ,self aknowledged even his father was smiling very proudly,you won't see that once upon a time he was not very much loved but now all of that is gone. [HE HAD FOUND HIS MATE ,AND HIS MATE IS FROM THE WOLFSBURG PACK NOT ONLY THAT BUT HIS MATE IS THE DAUGHTER OF THE WOLFSBURG'S ALPHA KING]

“But our Tokyo division is still sitting on the fence. They’re afraid NovaLink’s retaliation might tank their funding.” Natalie frowned, folding her arms. “Then remind them who actually signs their checks.” Adrian stepped in, setting down a hot cup of her favorite jasmine tea. “Already done. I sent them a list of partners who’ve pledged extra support after NovaLink’s collapse. Fear is powerful—but hope pays better.” She gave him a nod of approval. “Any sign of Damien Rourke?” Riley smirked. “Last I heard, he was boarding a private jet to Panama. Looks like he’s running scared.”

D Fox The story Nathan talks about when he explains his tattoos is Sakura Gari (The Hunt for Cherry Blossoms) by the brilliant Yuu Watase. He was the character I was most hesitant about when writing, just because Nathan is the ‘misunderstood’ one; the one even I couldn’t always understand.