Ravishing Raven

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Satan’s Prophets Book Three Chapter Three Drugs and War Raven opened the pill bottle and emptied the entire contents in her palm. There were about forty tablets. This was enough to put the entire cruise into a state of zombie like command and she knew that it was just the type thing needed for the robbery to commence and for her and the Satan’s Prophets team to get away without any harm done to them. The boat was huge. It was a casino on water. They were leaving the land because Hawk was taking most of the fertile soil that could grow drugs and other land that already had drugs growing from the ground and creating floating islands of paradise for crowds of rich addicts. He had come to enjoy the new dimension and after seeing how insane Raven and The Prince were he decided to create his own utopia to counter the death and carnage of the women Raven was capturing in her Matrix. Bubble Bath, Raven’s best friend in the paranormal world talked to her soon after the wedding we

Okay. This is big. I have an album done. This has been underway for a long time. Me just being...I don't know. Ready. This is it though. You want it so bad Raven. Here. You want it so bad Raven. Here. I love the hell out of you. You want to be this Queen Bad Ass....forget about it then. Can you handle all of this jelly? Dang old Beyonce reference. From now on you act like this is what it is because I am not playing anymore and Jesus woman, I mean Excuse me Ms. Dion will you please be mine forever because if we ever break up I may truly lose my damn mind. Do you understand what I am going through here? This ain't no damn play on the internet shit fool. You get your mind right fool. Stop playing with me..... I love Raven Symone.  I love Raven Symone. No really I do.  Man, here it goes. The beginning of the end of my long boring story. I hope you realize this is just me. Not some damn shit you should worship reader. This is just some boy meets girl shit.

The drapes were pulled back and the sunshine hit Raven’s face. She slowly smiled. It was the big day. She and Marcus Dewayne Banks were getting married. She lay in bed as The Prince opened the bedroom window and began humming Aaliyah tunes. “My Goodness boy. You sure do know how to make a girl happy,”She said as she stretched. She sat up on the edge of the bed and slid her feet into her house shoes. The Prince walked up to her and wrapped her in her house robe. The day was planned. The wedding was to be held. It was a secret wedding but they had a respectable crowd attending. Raven had even invited some of her industry associates. It was a real girl’s night out. The Prince had been extra attentive as of late. There was even talks of having another baby. Things weren’t like the old days. And their family was benefiting because of everyone making adult decisions. “What do you want for breakfast,” Raven asked The Prince was she walked to the bathroom to brush her teeth. “Yo

Okay, I will admit I have been in a trippy state of reality as of late, it seems like eons since I sat with my laptop and worked on my book series Satan’s Prophets. My dreams of being acknowledged as a great writer have turned into a bitter nightmare as I sleep on streets of forgotten lore as southern gentleman diagnosed with love for no one but an untouchable image I have been forced to adore since my earliest of childhoods. I am beaten, smitten, lost but found and struggling to find the innocents that made me write about Innocent the stripper in the first place. As I find the truth in the error of my fascination with what I once perceived as beauty I think now would be the perfect time to tell you as an artist I am about to approach a level of pure joy whether I am “felt” or not. I need no approval right now I just need to feel human. I will take my faults. Raven can say at this point when everything is uncertain that she no longer cares but where is the challenge in that? I was