Novel & Cerita Craven From Blood And Ash

“There’s something you should know. I intercepted a message. The Storm King has brought something new to the battlefield. A creature… bound in chains, fed Void magic.” Lyra’s stomach clenched. “What kind of creature?” “A hybrid,” he said. “Part dragon, part shade. Something not born, but built.” Her breath caught. “A weapon.” He nodded grimly. “And it waits at the capital.” The Ashen Ravine was a wound carved into the land, jagged stone and twisted trees, silent as tombs. Stories claimed it had once been the site of a great betrayal, where an entire pack was cursed for siding with the Void.

"You know you can't hide a white wolf, right? You'll be a target in every shadow." The pride died in my throat. A heavy weight sank into my stomach. Ravenna looked like she’d just realized how much work I actually was. "Good thing I like a challenge," she muttered. She turned and waved a hand at the wolves. "Enough." The cracking of bones filled the air. Ignatius and Ashur stood up, human and panting. Ashur had blood running down his arm, but he didn't seem to care. I looked at the ground while they grabbed their clothes. I felt Ravenna’s eyes on me.

Damien. "Take it, and leave us alone." Asher practically snatched the crystal from my hand once he saw it, holding it aloft, those jagged edges slicked with blood staining his fingers. The crystal had this kind of eerie glow from within catching the sunlight and bringing some sort of sinister shadows across his face. He laughed, a cruel thing, slicing through the murmurs of the gathered crowd. "Look at him," Asher sneered, turning to the elders, the guards, the pack. "The bastard my father should have drowned the moment he crawled out of his whore of a mother."

Helena "No!!" Aspyn screams the instant the dagger sinks right into Graven's skull. I cannot breathe for a second as I watch his blood bursting outward. A sickening spray splashes across the stone floor, across the boots of the wolf-headed guards restraining him, and partly across the side of the blackwood desk itself. Graven's body jerks once with horrifying force as he chokes on his own blood. Then he collapses between the beasts holding him upright. The dagger remains lodged deep in his head, but his eyes stay open.

"The Elders... they lied. They manipulated everything. I didn't know what you were. I thought I was protecting the pack." "You were protecting your pride," I spat, shivering as the cold wind hit my wet skin. "You chose a crown over a soul. You don't get to say my name anymore." A low growl came from the shadows behind us. Riven emerged from the trees, his ash-silver hair matted with the blood of the creatures he had just killed. He looked like a god of war. When he saw Draven holding me, his molten gold eyes turned into slits of fire.

He helped him stand up. When the man stood up, I noticed his eyes. Ash… a Proxas. The vampire with the ability to fly. The two of them were still talking but I couldn't hear them because they were quite far from us. But, I saw the man smile at Craven and then fly towards the auditorium. The women still didn't leave here as they stared at Craven and squealed softly. Why hasn't he left yet? He was still standing there and looking at the man who shouted earlier until he entered the auditorium.

"That was already generous." "My family, my kids....." "You should have thought about them before you stole from me." One of Rodriguez's men stepped forward with a rifle raised. "Back off, Craven. We're not afraid of you." Draven's eyes turned completely gold, and his sharp teeth grew longer. When he smiled, there was nothing human in it at all. "You should be." He nodded to Joshua. What happened next was fast and brutal and completely without hesitation. There was loud shooting all around. I leaned against a container and stayed calm, even though everything felt chaotic.

He added a chuckle while tears were escaping his eyes. A car stops behind Nighel that made Devren stare at it, he is about to speak again but he stops when he sees who is the man that just got out of the car. ‘It’s Blood’ “Blood…” Devren uttered smiling while Blood was walking towards him and passing by Krane that got his eyes widened as he recognized Blood. “Wait---Blood Lewis?! Motherf*cker what are you doing here?” Krane said to him. “Later.” Blood said and passed him back walking towards Devren and clutching down in front of him. “You can go now; I’ll take him from here.” He said while looking at Devren.

Kraven had betrayed the heir of the Silver fang pack, Ashriels brother, leaving the tile of alpha to fall into Ashriels lap. Filled with rage, Ashriel had planned to kill Kraven and avenge his brother. But Kraven died from a terminal disease before that time could come. His father had apparently died of the terminal disease too, making Therion the next in line. But ashriel was still angry, still is, and he had not gotten his revenge. So, in favor of all who cared. A peace treaty was to be signed between the two packs to willingly hand over Therion to serve as his personal hostage, slave and prisoner