Apple White Raven Queen Novels & Stories

It was Raven; she was breaking out of her cocoon. After all the pieces of the cocoon fell off, Raven stood there in an ice blue dress made out of rose petals, a pair of golden sole less shoes strapped around her feet and calves, her black hair flowing in curls around her shoulders, and ice blue colored wings with a black finish sprouted out of her back to finish off the entire appearance. All I could think was that Raven looked gorgeous. When she finally opened her eyes she said, “My name is Raven Hunter and I will be the next fairy queen of Utopia.” When she finished I heard a rustle go through the room as all the fairies of the court bowed to the new crown princess.

“Whether you believe it or not, it’s written. And if it’s true, we need to be prepared.” Luka exhaled loudly, shaking his head. “Prepared for what, exactly? This so-called alpha queen to magically appear and take control of us? We are alphas, Ronan. We lead our own clans. No one rules over us.” The argument had started, just as I expected. I could feel Selene’s growing discomfort from across the room, but she remained silent. She didn’t realize yet. Didn’t realize that this wasn’t just a prophecy about any woman.

I whisper. “I was their witch,” she says, laughing a little, her eyes going distant with the memory. “Back when wolves had sense and wisdom was utilized, not banned. Those silly fools.” “Their witch,” I whisper, stunned at the possibilities of this. I had no idea that there was this…tradition. The Queen’s Witch – her own little source of magic and power in a world of Alphas. And suddenly I want it. Very, very badly. Mindy sips her tea, though Margot watches me very carefully.

RAVEN The following day, I went for a run before showering and getting ready in black flared pants, a black high-neck top, and applying my signature dramatic eyeliner with some mauve lipstick. Opening my window, I climbed out, not wanting another run-in with my parents. Making my way to the packhouse with the memory drive of some training regime and ideas I had, I headed towards the Alpha’s office. I slowed down when a familiar scent hit my nose. Roasted walnuts and honey. A scent that enveloped my entire body and made every nerve stand on edge.

said Arlene while smiling. "I don't need you just for me to control the people and be the Queen of the world because I can always be the Queen of the world anytime or anywhere I want. I don't need you or anyone's help. Also, I don't need to be loved or worshiped by other people. They can hate me or loathe me if they wanted I don't f*cking care. They can think what they want but if they mess with me hell will surely break loose," Raven answered. Arlene was petrified when she saw Raven's eyes.

Besides, Alpha had clearly instructed him to not do anything that would waste time and make Alana refuse to help us. Suddenly the air shifts and fear momentarily enters Alana’s eyes. AAh…the power of the Trueblood aura! “Alpha.” Alana greets the Alpha of the Blue Orchid pack in a raspy voice. Alpha Azraiel nods at her and asks, “State your name and purpose for being here.” “My name is Alana Seashore and I am a witch. I have information that might be useful for you.” “Hmmm” Azraiel hums with a neutral face.

Silver shimmer covered her body, her neck was bare, and she wore large dangly earrings in her ears. I was dressed in an off-shoulder fitted red dress with long fitted sleeves. The skirt had an open sheer layer that trailed behind me. I didn’t want to dress up, but I was attending as I was here and as the Queen, I had to appear in control. Alpha Allen had thought it would be good for people to see me, carrying the future King as well. I just wished… I tried not to think of Alejandro, knowing I’d start crying. I smiled at Raven, forcing her to sit down so I could finish off her eyeliner.

“Let’s see how far your Queen’s favour carries you.” But Kelvin just chuckled. Standing still. “Oh, I’m not here to fight. Not yet.” His gaze turned sharp, cutting. “But while you’re considering your options—our Queen has made a demand.” He let the words hang in the air, heavy and cold. “Give us Raven.” The world tilted. "What?" “What in the world does that even mean?” I asked, my voice low and deadly. “How does your so-called Queen even know Raven?” Kelvin’s eyes gleamed. “That’s not the question you should be worrying about, is it?” he said softly. “You should be asking why she wants her.”

This might have come out just now but she was going to take note of it anyways. They probably might have guessed she was Raven but what good would it do to them? That remains the question. "Who amongst you is Raven?" Alpha Rex asked throwing the cigarette butt on the floor and smashing it with his boot. "How bold of you! Do you think we would tell you just like that?" Kathryn gushed at the guy who was being proud for being an alpha. His beta walked over to his side and whispered something to his left ear. "Hmm Have you all perhaps sensed this all whole thing strange? Probably yes" Alpha Rex said

His eyes are actually about to bulge out of his head. “You’re.. Wow.” He says, but my attention is not on him. It’s on my mate, who is staring just like everyone else. Raven is a unique coloring, as her fur is white with silver hints. Her paws are bluish black, while the tip of her tail is purple. Isaiah stands and Raven sits down. He strokes a hand through our fur, and Raven purrs in contempt. “You are gorgeous!” Isaiah says with awe. “Such unique coloring.” The smile that spreads on his face is both proud and loving.