Vanessa Raven 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.

once at school, Raven was lying on the table in the room listlessly. The classmates had left and also the classroom had nobody but him and Trisha beside him. once the weekend, many days had passed. Isabella had started attending college officially. Raven hardly interacted with different classmates but typically conversed with Trisha like this. throughout today's chat, Raven tried asking her opinion on Isabella's origins but Trisha and her "race" didn't understand an excessive amount concerning vampires. "...Where did that woman crop up from anyway?" victimisation the weekend, Raven hunted for Isabella's origins by each means that was obtainable to him but still had no clues currently.

Raven didn’t know what to make of Luna Wolversen, Aireka, as she insisted Raven call her. She ignored all protocol and spoke to Raven like she was teaching a catch-up class in summer school. Raven assumed this since she had only movies to go by and no experience. She’d dropped out of school before graduation. No one noticed or cared. She recalled telling the Alpha’s sob to mind his own business.

“You- have you seen Raven? Is she here too?” Zien came and hugged Vincys. “Who the hell is Raven?” I asked with a confused look. Ares touched my face with a soft smile. My body burned. Oh, Goddess, I missed him so damn much. William winced a little. “Raven is the green haired demon. She is here, alright, and she is your- you know, sister,” he said as we finally reached the pack house. I had so many questions, but for now, I just wanted to be with Ares. I whirled towards him and sighed.

Raven would go out for a few hours, then return only to drown herself in liquor. "Zelena Martinez is back, Caddel is back, Yoel is back. You know who else will be back?" Raven suddenly asked, drawing his attention to her. "Excuse me? They are back and I had no idea?" He asked in horror, the rate of his heartbeat tripling. Raven cast a conceding look at him. "You stay in New Jersey but you know practically nothing. Sometimes I wonder what you're good at other than taking care of your vampires."

She was older than me, maybe twenty-eight, with blonde hair styled in a bob, clear blue eyes, and a body that belonged on a magazine cover. She wore all black gear that somehow looked both professional and predatory. Her eyes raked over me with open disgust. "I'm Raven," she said, her voice filled with scorn. "I'm the head of protection for Cassian's girls at Elysium.” "Girls?" "He didn't tell you?” She smiled, “I guess you're not that important, though I suppose you'll be joining the roster of dancers soon enough." "I'm not a dancer." "Not yet, give it a few weeks. They all end up there eventually."

Just beyond it was a small patch of trees and a gravel path. That’s when I saw her. A woman in black leaned against a tree, her posture too casual, too calculated. It was as if she had been waiting for me. She motioned towards me, stopping right in front of me. “You must be Tessa,” she said, pushing off the trunk. She was stunning—tall, dark eyeliner, crimson lips, and a silver pendant that shimmered in the sun. Something about her felt… off. “I’m Raven,” she said with a chilling smile. “Ryder’s ex.”

" She swiftly sealed it before she summoned her personal raven, a black-feathered bird that always laid soundless in its cage on the windowsill like it had been trained for such purpose. Vanessa carefully tied the small scroll beneath its wing. She stroked its neck once, and whispered, "Go." Almost like the bird heard her, it flew out of its now opened cage, vanishing into the air. She stood by the window for a long moment, watching the buzzing that occured at the marketplace. The movements made, and the goods scattered around. Edwin had thought he was coming to have lunch, but in the real sense, he was walking into the mouth of the very deal that would strip his power, divide his loyalty, a

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.

She was called “The Viper.” Her real name was Raven Delgado, 32, a former MMA prospect who had disappeared from the legitimate circuit two years ago. She was lean muscle and dangerous curves , 5’9” of coiled power, with olive skin covered in intricate black tattoos, a tight black sports bra that barely contained her full breasts, and black shorts that hugged her powerful thighs and firm ass. Her dark hair was braided tightly against her scalp, and her eyes burned with feral intensity. Lucas couldn’t look away.