Barley X Ravenpaw Novels & Stories

“There were two women. One in white, one in blue. The woman in blue—she… she felt familiar, like I knew her even though I’d never seen her before. She called me by name and told me it wasn’t my time. That I had a destiny to fulfill.” Azraiel's throat tightened. “She called me Raven,” Charlotte whispered. “She said the flames are part of a prophecy... that I’m the one meant to bridge realms.” His heart thudded. “She told me I’d understand in time, and that the flames—what happened to me—were both a gift and a curse. That I would change the future of our kind.” Charlotte looked at him then. “I don’t know what that means, Azraiel. I don’t understand any of it.”

"Don't play dumb with me, Raven. I know you were at Damien's territory. I know you had a meeting with him. And now he's dead. I did send you to him, remember?” Raven looked up, her gaze matching mine. "I did not kill him, Alpha Fenrir. I swear it." I took a step closer, my voice dropping to a low menacing growl. "You expect me to believe that? You, were the last person to meet with him…and all of a sudden he is dead. Common Raven make this easy for the both of us.” Raven's face lost its color, but she stood her ground. "I didn't kill him, Alpha. I'm telling the truth. How can a weakling like me kill an alpha like Damien?”

After pulling away from the hug, she cleared her throat and with an air of pride, she said, “I'm Luna Raven of Raven Claw Pack.” “Glad to see you two are getting along already. Let's share a drink.” Alpha Baron said. While Raven was walking away hurriedly, Alpha Baron pulled me aside. “She doesn't know you?” He asked. “What are you two talking about? I hope it's not a conspiracy plan to dethrone me, I have done nothing wrong to deserve it.” Raven said all of a sudden, making my heart jump into my mouth as I stared back at her with a horror filled face.

“If you say so, whatever. Just let him out. It’ll be easier on you.” With that Evander shifts and Barrett is set free. Barrett is beautiful, he has dark brown fur with copper highlights, emerald-green eyes ringed in copper-colored flecks. Barrett and his brothers are bigger than your average alpha wolf because he and his brothers are Dire Wolves. The three of them are a sight to see. I couldn’t take my eyes off him.

Leah felt her breath hitch at the familiar blue eyes. His eyes were deep and dark like the abyss she had sunk into, brimming with innate arrogance and elegance. Leah felt a sense of crisis the moment they turned sharp. She grabbed the blanket, ready to sprint off, when he suddenly grabbed her arm and climbed over her. The familiar tingling clouded her body — the same sensation that had made her foolishly claim he was her mate, only to be ridiculed when she was divorced. He growled, “You spiked my drink with wolfsbane!”

Without hesitation, she leapt across the field, knocking Ralph off Damien and pinning him to the ground. Witches immediately swarmed Damien. Raven connected through their mind link. “I’ll handle Ralph. Take the witches.” Damien answered quickly. “They gave Ralph extra strength, but it’s nothing compared to yours.” He turned and struck at the witches on his left while Raven squared off with Ralph. He slashed his claws at her arm, but they barely scratched her thick fur. With one kick, she sent him flying into the bushes. Ralph shifted back into his human form and pulled a silver-tipped arrow from his back.

I said "It's alright. I am a big girl and don't need no male looking out for me. I am going to go get a drink," Raven said, and we all walked to the bar. The Bartender kept staring at Keith and me. He was a werewolf, and I was sure he knew who we were. "What can I get for you?" he asked after a brief moment.

*The Next Day* The buzzing sound of my alarm clock woke me up. It is a brand new day for another grind to work. I got up out of bed and get ready to work at Ross. As I walk down the block, I noticed a familiar face, It was Jane. Must be on her way to work. I continue to walk down to Ross’ Mechanic Shop and then it hit me. I remembered that I was supposed to help Jane with the case about these stupid bloody barbies. I went inside the shop when Ross greets me with his usual morning business talk. “Hey there! Ready to make some of that money?” Ross greeted

Raven Knight is, newly certified doctor under the Ministry of Medicine. One of the youngest to pass the damn licensing exams, and not just pass, dominate them. Scored top three in her cohort. Chosen for the ministry’s full scholarship. That program was so competitive that only a handful of werewolves ever made it through, and even fewer from mid-tier packs. Raven was the only one from her. No family pull. No political ties. Just raw skill and brain. I let out a quiet laugh under my breath. Of course. Of course ,she’d be the one person under my roof with a brain sharper than half my advisors. And she chose healing.

No matter what befalls us. “I love you,” I whisper. “And I love you, Valeria—” A shadow overcomes us. The moon is covered by what seems like black clouds, but they are ravens. I step in front of Raphael and his men like a shield. “I’ll keep them at bay!” I lift my hands and force control over the ravens. But Dagar’s will collides with mine, a clash of unseen force. The ravens hang suspended over the field, wings beating furiously, trapped between us, torn by contradictory orders. From the forest, enemy werewolves begin to emerge, charging across the field.