Novels by MarvyPen

Raven's POVTension was in the air in the large hall. I saw the gathering of the elders from the shadows behind one of the tall stone columns, their grave features lit by the wavering light of a huge iron chandelier. As I tried to hear what they had to say, my heart pounded in my ears.One of the elders said in a loud, gravelly voice that reverberated off the stone walls, "The blood moon represents power and destruction." "The curse will consume us all if it is not broken."My stomach turned over. Every word he spoke made the air seem heavier as if it were a weight I was unable to lift. This was a danger to all of us, not just Rowan's curse or the brothers' burden."What would you suggest we do?" Through the murmuring, Rowan's displeasure was audible in his piercing voice. He was standing close to the far side of the room, his shoulders stiff, his hands clenched at his sides, as I peered around the column.An elderly man leaned forward, a worried expression on his face. With a thunder

Raven's POV Sharp and startling, the first cry sliced through the darkness. I leaned my face against the window's icy glass as I watched the commotion break out in the castle courtyard. Moonlight caught on splatters of red as wolves wrestled in a flurry of fur and jaws. My eyes found Rowan almost immediately as I examined the chaos, my breath fogging the glass. He moved relentlessly and precisely like a hurricane. In the dim moonlight, his black fur was stained with silver, and his wolf was bigger than most. Every blow was deliberate, his snarls ringing with a power that caused even the outlaws to falter. My chest constricted as blood spurted into the air as I put a palm on the glass. I said, "Ara, they're outnumbered." My wolf responded with a snarl. "They require us." The door sprang open before I could protest with her. Ansel intervened, his presence powerful. His face was splattered in blood, and his golden eyes blazed with a fire that made my wolf snarl. With a low, menacin

Raven's POVThe crunch of leaves under our boots was the only sound in the strangely quiet woodland. Rowan led me away from the priestess's cottage with a strong hold on my arm and an uncompromising speed."What was the blood moon about?" My voice pierced the dense hush as I inquired.Rowan's jaw tensed as he took a moment to react. His voice was clipped when he finally spoke. "Ignore it.""I should forget it?" I pulled my arm free and repeated. "You think I'll forget something that may kill me? I have a right to know whether it's unsafe!He halted so suddenly that I almost bumped into him. His eyes were burning with frustration as he turned to me. "You're not worried about it."I gazed at him, feeling a wave of incredulity. How are you able to say that? Everything centres on me because of this curse, and this prophecy!The hardness in his eyes gave way to something primal, which he immediately covered up, and his face failed. His voice became softer as he said, "It's just a prophecy.

Raven's POVAnsel's fingers dug into my arm as I staggered backwards, the chilly night air stinging my flesh. His grin broadened, piercing and menacing, his hold firm."Little buddy, what did you hope to learn?" His tone was kind and sarcastic, yet it had a hint of threat that unnerved my inner wolf.I tried to remain cool, but my voice was shaking as I blurted out, "I wasn't spying."Disbelief was evident on his face as his black eyes glinted in the moonlight. "No? Then explain to me why you're skulking around like a nighttime robber.I took a step back and wrenched my arm free. I was urged to stand tall by my inner wolf, which snarled low. "I have nothing to explain to you."His grin disappeared, and his face flashed with annoyance. “You’re not in a position to make demands, Raven.” He took a stride toward me, looming over me, his presence oppressive.Even though my heart was pounding in my chest, I was not going to give up. I replied, "You don't scare me," but my trembling hands bel

When I woke up, I saw a strange room lit by the faint light of morning peeking through the thick drapes. My body hurt, a constant reminder of the chaos from yesterday. I forced myself to get up, my hands shaking as the terror I had been trying to suppress resurfaced.The quiet was broken by a creak. I looked in the direction of the sound, and my breath caught. Rowan sat there in the corner, his arms crossed firmly and his wide shoulders stiff. His eyes were chilly and far away, and his face was half obscured by shadows."What are you looking for from me?" More to myself than to him, my voice broke into a whisper.When his eyes met mine, the coldness in them stabbed me in the chest like a blade. "I have nothing to ask of you." The keen edge of his contempt was sharper than any sword, yet his voice was flat. "I don't want you here at all."His comments were a kick to the belly, and I winced. "So why keep me?" Frustrated and on the verge of tears, I faltered in my voice. "Why don't you ju

-Raven POV I had barely made a whimper when Asher's gruff voice got me, "Come here, mate.”The hint of alpha command that lashed at my skin had me stepping forward and then bending over to remove my underwear. He watched my body move, my breasts sway, with the kind of rapt attention I’d never found in another partner, not until now. Rowan prowled closer; his deep brown eyes stared into mine as I moved, and then they dropped down to my bare pussy.“You can move now,” he prompted, turning the page. “Just lower yourself down slowly. There, hold that pose for just a second.” Ansel shuffled closer, drawing with startling accuracy the curve of my parted thighs, the complicated jumble of my folds and Asher’s mouth straining to get to me. I couldn’t hold the pose for long.“Fuck, you’re dripping."His hands shot up, no matter what Rowan wanted, and Asher pulled me down onto his face, his tongue. It felt like that wet, mobile length speared straight into me, making me shiver.“Oh god…” I wh