Twisted Metal: Black Raven Novels & Stories

Red, the color of violence, rage, war, blood, the hue that defines passion, love, tenderness, lust astonished but sustains Brian McCoy’s personality splendidly, although I grant him more like a grey or black color guy, just like his disguises and cold behavior he carries all his life.

That was the reason the song was so loud at this moment. My Bluetooth speaker was busting Shawn Mendes songs to prepare the mushroom sauce for the steak that was in the oven right now. The mash potato was resting on the kitchen counter, the Greek salad, which was Devin’s favorite and necessary for him to consume in his dinner, was also all-ready. The last thing I needed to make was tiramisu, which he requested for dessert for the night.

Holding a fork in one hand and a glass of wine in the other, I tried to sip away the feeling of evil knocking on my door. I had some blues playing in the background, humming along softly, then the doorbell rang and it brought me right back to reality. I set the wine and fork down on the kitchen counter and climbed down from the chair, heading towards the door that suddenly felt way farther than it actually was. I opened it to find a man dressed in all black, an earpiece clipped to his ear. He looked like some kind of bodyguard.

Evеry nеrvе еnding was alight, еvеry gasping brеath a mеrе prеcursor to thе crеsting wavе of plеasurе that thrеatеnеd to swееp hеr away into oblivion. Tylеr sеt a punishing pacе, his powеrful strokеs claiming hеr with a fеral intеnsity that lеft no room for inhibition or rеstraint. Sarah matchеd him, thrust for brutal thrust, nails scoring crimson trails down thе taut planеs of his back as shе lost hеrsеlf in thе maеlstrom.

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.

Royce POV A rogue had attacked the pack once again and we had to trace it. I had my team trace it to the blue moon pack and had taken permission to search for it from the Alpha of the Blue moon pack. Streams of sweat were already dropping from the Corner of my eyes but I could not stop until we found that beast. "We have to keep going guys, we must allow that beast gto o scout free after all the atrocities that it has already committed," I announced to them while we continued searching.

I know Raven would have had a hard time with me gone, since the twins are so young, but I never imagined Tara challenging her. “Tara attacked her?” I swallow the knot building in my throat, as Thane nods. “Yes, and Raven won as usual, she killed Tara, and the Council has been calling her a blood wolf, whatever that means,” Thane answers, making me smile, knowing Raven would have beaten anyone who challenged her. No one truly understands how strong Raven really is, and what she’s capable of, but Osric and I know she isn’t someone to be underestimated nor messed with.

Behind him were people chasing after him with knives, daggers and sticks “Stop thief…!!.. He kept on…roof by roof, then suddenly, his leg slip. And he begun falling.. “Well this is how I end…I’m so pathetic” he mutters to himself.. But to his surprise. He lands on a smooth surface. Very smooth. That he even sinks . When he gets up.. He is greeted by one of the nastiest glares he has ever get.. And he, Being the biggest asshole, He returns the glare.. “What are you…? A bird?” In front of him stands a cute girl he had to admit..

I could feel a pair of hazel brown eyes staring at me from right across the room and I swallowed hard, unable to believe my own eyes Is this what they call as coincidence? "Dude, she is smoking hot. Am I dreaming or something? She is so freaking young. I thought she would be around 30 or something," Ryan gushed beside me while I gave him a nervous smile. David began to introduce the team members one by one and he finally pointed at me. "That's Nate Wilson, our game designer and the most valuable asset of our company."

Rohan growled from the wall, his body shaking violently as he managed to break one arm free of the kinetic hold, his claws scraping against the wood. Ravena’s body stiffened, her head snapping back up as the brilliant purple fire roared back into her irises, burying the faint white spark of the coven elder deep beneath the surface. The cruel smile returned to her lips, but her hand stayed wrapped around my throat, her fingers tightening until the wood of the nightstand behind me began to splinter. "She’s a part of me now," Ravena whispered, her voice settling back into her own smooth, lethal tone as she looked down at me with Rose’s eyes. "And soon, so will you."