HAVEN 8: FOUR-LETTER WORDS
Coming May 16th from Siren-BookStrandZasha Gershwin lives a rigidly controlled life. He doesn’t see anything wrong with being prepare d and organized, and he certainly doesn’t have time for such frivolous things as love. He cares for Thane, and he’s certainly attracted to the witch, but that’s just how the mating bond works. While his mate may not remember their previous life together, Thane Braddock has no trouble recalling every moment, right up to their tragic end. Now, he has a second chance to make everything right. Unfortunately, he’s making all new mistakes this time around. Evil lurks to the west, spreading its shadow across the desert, and the races hover on the verge of war. When the Braddocks are called to answer the rising threat, Thane and Zasha’s turbulent relationship will be pushed to its breaking point. Can they rekindle the old flame before it’s too late? Or is history destined to repeat itself?
My Darling Raven“Raven looked between Galen and Bannon before rolling his eyes. “I don’t know what you did to him, but he’s a mouthy little thing now. You’ll want to nip that in the bud before it gets out of hand.” “Excuse me?” Galen’s mouth dropped open, and his eyebrows arched in disbelief. Surely he’d heard that wrong. Not even Raven was dumb enough to say something like that out loud. “See, the thing with mates is this.” Raven completely ignored his indignation as he began pacing the room and waving his hands around idiotically. To be fair, everything the man said or did at that point, Galen found it stupid as hell. “You have to let them know who’s in charge. If you don’t establish yourself as the alpha early on, then they’ll just walk all over you.” Galen glanced up to see what Bannon thought of the sewage spewing from Raven’s mouth. While he didn’t think Bannon agreed with all that bullshit, he was a little surprised to find the man had turned a brilliant shade of red, and he was biting his lip so hard to keep from laughing, Galen was afraid it would start bleeding at any moment. Personally, he didn’t see a damn thing funny about the situation. “You give them an inch, and they’ll take over the world,” Raven continued. “So, you have to assert yourself. Feisty is all well and good when you’ve got your cock inside something warm, but not where other people can actually see it. They’ll think you can’t handle your mate, and that looks bad on you, see?” “That’s it.” Before Bannon could stop him, Galen jumped to his feet, bent his knees, and launched himself off the bed to land on Raven’s back.” –Haven 4: Back Roads Talk to any Haven fan, and Raven’s name is sure to come up. Readers love him. The one question I am asked more than any other is when I will write his story. But why do readers love him so much? Raven is arrogant. He can be a bit selfish. He sometimes sticks his foot in his mouth, and you can always count on him to be inappropriate. His sarcasm often runs away with him, and what he means to be humorous, only comes off as insensitive. “Jory closed his eyes and sighed. “Will you please make up your mind? Either you want to be with him or you don’t. You can’t have it both ways, honey.” “I want to be with him. I just don’t want him to know what I am.” “And what are you?” Kendall whirled around and glared at Raven as he entered his room. “Don’t you knock?” Raven just shrugged and bit into the apple he was holding. “Door was open. Raina is looking for Jory. I figured he was here.” He shifted his attention to Jory. “She wants to know if you can babysit the ankle biters during the full moon.” Jory clapped his hands together and squealed as he hurried out of the room. “So, are you going to Spain as well?” “Who’s going to Spain?” Kendall tilted his head to the side and frowned. “I thought Stavion was going to Barcelona to talk some vamp into joining The Council.” “Well, yeah, but he left a couple of hours ago.” Kendall’s stomach lurched painfully. Raven probably didn’t know Cassius was Kendall’s mate. He couldn’t realize how much pain his words caused. “So, he didn’t take any guards with him?” Raven took another bite of his apple and chewed slowly as he shook his head. “Hey, have you seen Cassius? I need to talk to him before he leaves to meet with Kieran and I start patrol duty.” “The werewolf?” Cassius had already replaced him? “Yep, that one. Anyway, I gotta find him before he takes off.” Raven turned and strolled toward the still-open door. “Later, Kendall.” – Haven 2: Faith, Trust, and Stardust So, why do we like him? Why do we root for him and long to see him find his happy ending? Simply, it’s because he doesn’t mean to be a prick. There’s a soft center people rarely get to see, and while Raven often talks out of his ass, he is never intentionally hurtful. There is a certain devil-may-care attitude that draws us in and leaves us hungry for more. Raven says the things we wish we could say. He doesn’t worry about what people think or how they perceive him. If he has something to say, he’s going to say it. There is a certain appeal to living life on your own terms and not caring what other’s think about you. But then, we get these tiny glimpses into his core that tell us maybe he really does care. “To his relief, and a little surprise, the door opened almost immediately, and Raven stepped out into the hallway. He looked like he hadn’t slept all day, and Stavion wondered what burdened the Enforcer’s mind. “You okay, man?” Raven nodded curtly. “Yeah. I’m good. I hope to hell you have a plan, because I don’t know what to do about this.” The largest of the Enforcers, a smart-ass, and just as often a troublemaker, Raven secretly held a tender heart. Stavion knew it had to be bleeding after finding those men beneath the cabin. Part of him regretted that it was Raven to find them. The rest of him was just glad that he could count on the man. No one was better suited for the task at hand.” – Haven 1: Caution: Contents Under Pressure So, which is it? Is he a smart-ass dick? Or is Stavion right? Does Raven have a heart of gold and a desire to save the world? Only time will tell…