Vanessa Raven Novels & Stories

This was what she did while she burst into the battle scene with Vlad. Her brilliant indigo flames immediately drew everyone's attention, including the attention of an ice cold beauty with blue hair and bat wings. Vlad noticed her presence at the same time that she noticed theirs. /So Raven's here. But what's she doing out here at this time of the day?/ Raven was drenched in sweat and her brows were furrowed together. Despite pushing herself to the limit, she looked as attractive as ever. Vlad did not spend too long mulling and soon focused fully on supporting Vanora. He put in extra care to not reveal any powers that would give his real identity away.

This Raven woman better be good, considering Hector had threatened me to stay away from her. When Raven came on the stage, I had to avert my gaze because, my God, this Raven woman was sexy as hell. She was perfection. Raven was at least five foot nine inches tall, and I would have to say she weighed approximately around one hundred and forty pounds, and it was all muscle.

The power surges through them, and through me, and with a single motion of my hand, I send them forward, all of them, straight at the Crone. The first raven hits her shoulder with the force of a blade, slicing enough to make her scream in agony. But as the second raven comes close, she is able to jerk aside to avoid it and get to her feet. The third cuts across her arm, tearing through flesh right at the elbow, and she snarls, stumbling back. The fourth she manages to dodge, but the fifth slashes her ribs, leaving a deep, bleeding line that shows bones. She screams and stumbles back, unable to hold herself up, clutching her wound.

Breathed. She found Talia in the dressing room, sitting cross-legged on the makeup counter, painting highlighter across her collarbone. “You ever heard of Isabelle Voss?” Raven asked, voice too low, too sharp. Talia froze. Didn’t answer. That was answer enough. “She was here, wasn’t she?” Raven pressed. “She danced at Eden.” “I don’t know anything.” “That’s bullshit.” Talia turned slowly. Her smile was all teeth, but her eyes weren’t smiling at all. “Rae. You don’t get to waltz in here, wear silk and sit in the king’s lap, and then pretend you care about girls you never met.”

“You’ll stay as Lena Rivers, the poor, desperate girl who doesn’t belong. That’s all you’ll ever be.” The flames crackled softly, filling the room with the faint smell of burning paper. Vanessa sat back down, her eyes glinting with cold determination. She wasn’t about to let Lena’s truth destroy everything she had worked for. Lena’s rising fame at Volkov, her growing closeness with Adrian, her connection to Darius all of it made Vanessa restless. But this new revelation gave her something more dangerous: power. She knew Lena’s secret. And she intended to use it.

I bolted up in joy, unconsciously hugging Kelly. It seemed pretty ridiculous but it was worth the wait. I looked at my best friend and a wave of fright coursed through me, she wasn't looking all happy and jovial anymore, she was full of bad energy and lingering eyes. I could feel her offloading dozens of rage aura and she could wolf out if I moved any nearer. "Rachael, you have been chosen by the moon goddess to become the Luna of the Crimson Moon Pack thereby becoming the Alpha's Mate," Sari said, hitting his bong staff on the floor.

The uncertainty left me restless, tapping my phone screen without really looking at what was in front of me. Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed Raven walking toward me. She wore a sheer red lace bra and matching panties. They were so transparent that nothing was hidden. Her nipples and the outline of her body were on full display. Raven is a confident and intentional woman who is always dressed with the intention of being seen and envied. She sat down on the empty chair beside me, leaning back like she owned the space.

she yelled over the noise of the heavy rain and my hands flew to my mouth as I gasped loudly Did she just call her...... Ravina? The dark-haired girl's name was Ravina? I sucked in a tremulous breath The girl is Ravina, the witch who was working with the rogues. The one who used dark magic to create the poison that still threatens Greyson's life The one who absorbed the powers of all the witches in her coven during a ritual and became frighteningly powerful, then used that immense power to kill them all when they tried to snuff her out.

“Oh? That’s the most you can come up with after such a revelation?” Was I supposed to act surprised when I wasn’t? “You don’t seem much bothered by it, either,” I said. “Well, I don’t really care who her mother is. I wanted her mother’s books and stuff, and Xanthea has it all stored in her brain. She’ll be much more useful to me than her dead mother’s identity,” Raven said matter-of-factly. “Makes sense.” I looked at Xanthea as she walked out of the room and shut the door roughly behind her.

She wasn't thrilled that my mate was a Knight, but she also knew I wouldn't back down from being with you, and if a war was the only way then so be it,” I said softly. ”She would do anything for me,” I said. ”What if she gets hurt?” Amber asked me. I laughed, thinking that she was joking but as I looked around at their confused faces I realized they didn't know. I wondered if anyone knew. I drew down my brows and looked up at them through my lashes. ”Raven can't be killed,” I said softly. None of them spoke, all in their own state of shock. ”Raven is a descendant of the first-ever vampire. With time, they have grown stronger and more powerful. Raven holds more power than any of those before