Raven Vore Romane & Geschichten

Raven The day I realized that my assistant Dani was copying my entire life on social media, I couldn’t have been more disgusted. My name is Raven. I am a werewolf model, and a perfume brand entrepreneur. Dani was not just my assistant, but also my best friend—which was a rare thing in the world of fame and riches. Or so I thought. But when I saw those pictures on her I*******m… When I saw her holding my stuff that had gone missing, posing with my designer bags and clothes and even my fucking laptop like she had bought it all herself…

She spat out and I gulped hard with a trembling hand. Killing Raven was like saying, making the ocean run dry. That guy was deadly and scary like what I couldn't fathom. “How do I do that?” I asked her in worry. “I'll get a Vampire Poison, visit his home, and raise a false alarm about knowing about their precious Lilia, he will come over and I want you to use the opportunity to get closer to him. I would have said poison his drink or meal but we both know that Raven is not stupid.”

The scene hit me like a punch. Marek was on the floor, curled on his side, coughing thick, dark blood that soaked the floor. His skin was grey, lips blue, eyes rolled half back. Raven stood over him, arms crossed, a tiny glass vial dangling from her fingers like a pendant. Four of my own men knelt with guns to their heads, held by her personal guards. The servants were trembling in the corner. Raven smiled, sweet and poisonous. “Took you long enough.” I crossed the room in three strides and wrapped my hand around her throat, slamming her back against the wall. The vial stayed steady in her grip, taunting me.

Rafe drives us away from the city where the castle resides, and away into the mountains. I didn’t even know there were mountains in Beldoore. I mean it makes sense that it would be. I haven’t see much of the nature that Beldoore has to offer, except for the bit of countryside I’ve seen around where my aunt lives. I have to admit I didn’t know what to expect, and part of me still doesn’t know what to expect. At least it seems I will have some privacy to transform and enjoy the process. Most werewolves have no problem transforming but with being a half breed, it’s not as easy. I haven’t trained in months. I’m going to be out of shape for transformin,g meaning it’s going to be slightly painful.

Ever since he entered this room that looked like a large meeting room, Aryadi could only pacing around restlessly. The door to the room suddenly opened and a burly man in a red coat entered. Linda recognizes him as Rokan Allegro, a vampire who leads the Indonesian Immortal Center or INDICENT as well as this headquarters. The man had a stern face with blue eyes and dark skin. Just like Elder Damar, he is also a Caucasoid of the Halmahera Tribe, which is mysterious in the eyes of humans. “Master.” Linda gritted her teeth as she moved a little closer. “Why did the witches find Barbara's place being held captive this late? We won't have time to save that girl!”

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She nodded vigorously, “Lots of ravens, they are there in their numbers I see them and I wake up” Edgar was still in shock, “That is very weird. Ravens signify a higher realm of magic…” She sat upright. “In the old stories, the ravens have been known as the first creatures of magic. The goddess of old had taken a liking to them and had made them powerful”, he continued, “They even have the power to destroy every other magical races…” She furrowed her brows, “That is deep, so you are saying…” “If you are sure you saw ravens then you might possess the power of these ancient magical creatures”, he cut in, “However the stories of old that have been told of people who saw one raven in their dream

At the age of twelve, Raiden entered the training ground to become a hunter. He wanted to dedicate his life to protecting everybody in the village. He knew that he was adopted, but he had no recollection of his biological parents. He had witnessed several killings and werewolf attacks at a young age. He aims to completely get rid of the werewolves before he enters into a family affair. He was looking into creating a family with his crush, Harriet. She was an adopted daughter of his mother's sister. They are not blood-related, but they are too close to each other.

She stated and kept her eye’s fixed on me while I kept my eyes fixed on Ravan. Third person POV: “She was your sister… Roma.. your younger sister, didn’t you even thought about it even once while making her suffer like this?” Ravan Said with his monstrous deep voice “How did you do it?” he added questioning her Start of flashback Ravan and Reva’s wedding day

Marcus POV: Marcus Raven, Alpha of the Raven pack and self-proclaimed mad man, stood at the edge of the ridge with a mischievous glint in his eyes. Behind him, his vanguard, led by Tyr, marched into the frost thick expanse of the Whitevale forest. He only took a single glance at his front forces, only to make sure that they were indeed heading in the right direction. This wouldn’t be the first time that a vanguard force had escaped from a war before. He might not have said it in explicitly plain terms, but he was sure that anyone in the vanguard squad who was smart enough already knew what they were.