Books Like Raven Cycle Novels & Stories

Cazriel's POV I slammed the heavy wooden door shut with a thunderous crash, the lock snapping into place like a cage door. The echo hadn’t even faded before Riven’s body betrayed him completely. The ugly fight with my mother, the thick waves of fear rolling off him — it was the final breaking point. His heat, already vicious, detonated into something feral and unstoppable because he was trapped with the Alpha who had fucked that pup into his belly.

“You stand in a room filled with rulers who could end your life with a word. Why don't you beg for protection?” Raven did not hesitate. “Because I am not the one who needs saving.” The words hit the chamber like a strike of lightning. For a second, no one moved. Then the ground trembled. At first it was subtle. A vibration beneath their feet. Candle flames flickered wildly. Zephyr’s head snapped toward the floor. “The ley lines,” he whispered. Raven’s breathing grew heavier. The magic she had absorbed for years surged through her veins. Not uncontrolled. Not wild.

‘Rodolf looked at him incredulously. ‘Just read it,’ said Raven, ‘the solutions are there!’ ‘Yes, but gray magic? Why didn't you ever say anything about that?‘ ‘It's not black Rodolph, it's all going to be fine,’ Raven promised. He said that if Rodolf no longer needed the booklet, he should give it back to him right away. 'Raven?' 'Yes?' ‘And that ring? The weapon on that ring, with that full moon with wings in front of it? ‘

"Irina is a Psycho. She might even kill your entire family" he said with panic and true concern. Arthur is not a fool nor neither is he delusional. He knows that when the time comes to finish this game of hide and seek, Irina would wage a war against the Ernest clan. He used to be scared of that prospect before. But now, not so much. His fears were not baseless in the past. And not his courage now either. His clan is not as strong as the Ravens. Still, it is not. But there is a difference now. The Ravens are splitting. There is an invisible wall between Irina and Raphael. Now, there is an internal war going on in the Raven clan. Arthur is sure that Raphael will win and Irina is going to tast

“Ha. Really, man, you think they would choose the orphaned son of a whore and a rogue as the Amory? No, he will have to be chosen from better stock than me. We have never had a female Amory, maybe history is about to be made.” “Maybe it is me,” Raven says, coming out of the girls’ locker room while she tackles Bram. They have always had an interesting relationship. Not quite siblings, but so much more than friends. “God help us,” I mumble. But seriously, Raven is too emotional for that kind of responsibility. “I heard that, and you will pay,” Raven says as she jumps on my back, and we all start laughing. Ryeleigh turns to us back in her ceremonial dress, shocked.

- RAVENA Three months in the Hollow-Eye Remnant had done more than just heal my broken bones; it had given me a strange sort of peace. For the first time since the slaughter at the Valecrest estate, I wasn't looking over my shoulder every five seconds, waiting for a Crimsonridge executioner to drag me back to a cell.

Another grab for the book and some food, then I crossed my legs and opened my reading books while I ate my sandwich heartily. "Are you reading that ham again?" I felt Wynn's gaze more than I saw him. "It can't be that interesting." But she could only say that because she didn't read anything but mindless teen magazines. "I am learning. Give it a try, it's good for your future. "

The isolation that had once been about survival was now about peace. Raven sat on the porch swing, a laptop balanced on her knees as she worked on the book that had become her passion project. The working title was "Justice Served Cold: A Story of Redemption and Revenge," though she was still debating whether to publish it under her real name or maintain the fiction of Raven Steele.

I watch the door open, Bear, Hawk and Doc walking in and sitting. “Take a look.” I watch as Grayson holds out the box and envelope. Why is he showing them? I stare at him. “Raven’s past is coming back, it’s someone who likes to kill those she is close to. So we’re calling in everyone, if we’re not with her, we need at least three more guys watching her closely.” “You said those she is close to?” Doc looks at us and we nod. “Yes, that includes Ava, so if we’re not going to be with Ava, we need more people around her.” I won’t let Grayson pretend like Ava isn’t a target.

DOMINIC I smelled him before I saw him. The scent of old books and cold mountain air always meant Merek was near. Normally, I could handle it. Merek was part of the circle. He was the wisdom. He was the spirit. But lately, the way Raven looked when she came out of her trances with him made my blood boil. I walked into the library. It was a room filled with shadows and the hum of ancient magic. Raven was sitting on the floor, her eyes closed. Merek was hovering just inches away from her. His hand—pale and shimmering—was resting right over her heart.