Books Like Raven Cycle Novels & Stories

The papers were covered in Roxy's neat, yet hurried, scribbles. Each page was dedicated to a specific supernatural species, with titles like "Reaver", "Vampire", "Werewolf", "Cryomancer", and "Witch" heading each section. Beneath these titles, Roxy had jotted down notes, presumably extracted from my book. “This book has a lot of history in it, and a lot of different species' history as well. I didn't want to keep your book forever, so I’m making my own book. My own supernatural compilation.” Her matter-of-fact tone couldn't disguise the pride shining in her eyes, and I could tell she was thrilled with her project.

"I do not have friends, Kayden. They are loyal out of fear and she is scarier to them than I am, no... I have only you and Eddie.. and he is too old to help as well. At best we might convince some Hunters to get involved, but the moment they see you, they'll know you're not human... they'll kill you if not your parents both for being tainted..." "It is a wonder my grandparents did not kill my mother then..." I sighed out and shook my head. "They're slightly more tolerant, but... they'll kill me when they find out about you," Rakesh said with another bitter laugh. "I am only surprised that it took my blood to awaken whatever is in your blood... I have never had that happen before. At least, n

Albeit, slowly, it didn’t even make a single sound. My mind instantly trailed back to the book I had previously read in the pack library. ‘There are 4 Reavers that rule the Underworld.’ Raphael was one of the names in the book. I was snapped from my thoughts when I looked up and found myself face to face with an eerily gorgeous man.

A woman warrior that had come straight out of time, with the ability to wield magic that was just as old. Although, currently, they had no such luck in gaining any traction; nevertheless, they were hellbent determined and gathering numbers at such an expedited rate that it was almost impossible to keep them at bay. And from what I had been suspecting, just by the sheer volume from the two other raves that had occurred, they were being brought over from different areas. Possibly even different countries. This was also causing issues in other night clubs such as bar from Phoenix and Flagstaff; followed by Chandler and Scottsdale. Those were public attacks that had occurred, also equally leavin

I can’t imagine Raphael would have done something as stupid as trying to come onto Rayne knowing who her mate was… But maybe he had thought about it? He just seemed very interested in what she was doing and it was strange to me. I knew Raziel wouldn’t share her, so it couldn't be that. My eyes landed on the mark on Rayne’s neck. I made a mental note to ask Rowen about their marks later on. I noticed before but didn’t pay much attention until now. Both Rayne and Raziel had a turquoise crescent moon on their necks. But only Rayne had a golden crescent moon on her face. I knew that was the Reaver mark, but Raziel didn’t have one. I guess I just didn’t understand how they worked.

These were the sort of questions that were going through her head as she eventually dozed off and woke up the next morning only to find out that she was already late for school and so she hurriedly prepared and had breakfast for a short bit and then rushed off to school. She got to school and this time around Caleb was actually around and so they attended the first class together although they don't get to sit that close. after her first lecture, she had a break over two hours and so she decided to go to the library and read up on werewolves and vampires. while she was reading those books about them, Caleb came over and ensued another conversation with her. Caleb: Hey Raven: Hi Caleb: What a

I wandered between the shelves, letting familiar smells of old paper calm my thoughts. History. Law. Military strategy. Medicinal herbs. Werewolf bloodlines. I stopped… bloodlines. My fingers hovered over a thick leather volume but before I could pull it free— “Looking for something?” I nearly jumped. I turned to see Raven standing at the end of the aisle, she wore a cream sweater today instead of yesterday’s blouse, her dark hair gathered loosely over one shoulder. She looked comfortable, warm and approachable like someone who belonged here. “I didn’t hear you.”

Whenever she bullied Leah she would pull her hair. Damon waved at them to as he took a seat. But Isabella still stayed frozen, "What are you talking about? It's my real hair." Leah smiled knowingly, "Of course." "Alpha Wolfborn, Luna Wolfborn," Leah called, sitting gracefully with smiling sweetly. She smoothly put her hairs behind her, sitting next to Damon. As if her heart was clawed by a cat, Isabella felt so jealous that she wanted to snatch her hair! This bitch seemed to have grown wings!

Shopping with Raven turns out to be an entire adventure. No... Adventure isn't the right word. An endurance test. When Raven goes shopping, she doesn't simply buy what she needs. She hunts. She compares prices. She reads reviews. She somehow finds stores I never even noticed existed. By lunchtime we have already visited three furniture stores, a hardware store, two grocery stores, and a place that sold nothing but candles. Candles. Who needs an entire store dedicated to candles? Apparently witches.

“Not really. It was one of the bedtime story our mother used to read it to us. And yeah, if you might have guessed it, Raven liked the story, actually until now, he still does, seeing that he named you after the fairy. He must have seen himself a real beast. Well, kind of. He can be with his strictness and uptight attitude… But if you also like the story you can always ask him the book, I am sure it is still around. Ju--” Crowden was cut off when a voice came behind me and suddenly there was a kiss placed on top of my head. “What book?” It was Raven. “Antheia: Taming the Beast” Crowden uttered the title and I saw how Raven frowned. “You told her the story?” “Yeah, coz you did not tell her… w