Ebony Dark'ness Raven Dementia Way Novels & Stories

“This can’t be real. Magic isn’t real. These dreams aren’t real. They’re just dreams.” Emily steps forward. “They’re visions, Raven. You tell me every night.” Raven frowns. “No, I don’t. I’ve never told you. I only ever told the cat.” I blink. “What cat? We don’t have a cat.” Raven looks at me like I’m the one losing it. “The black cat. With the blue streaks. It comes into my room at night.” Emily groans. “Oh, for the love of...”

That smile suddenly disappeared when she saw someone who was being brought by Andros, but Naomi was still calm with an expressionless face. "Who is she, Draynes?" This time Naomi prefers to ask Draynes, asking about it to Brandi is not a good thing especially with Andros. Brendi is a vampire with a steadfast and resolute character, for Andros himself all vampires know that he cannot control his emotions.

But the others were supremely confident in her capabilities that he had no choice but to capitulate. “Very well,” he said. “This investment group is formed as of right now, pending official paperwork of course. What’s our first order of business?” “How ‘bout a name?” asked Eva. “The merc company Raijin and I formed is called Conspiracy of Ravens. Where we’re from, a raven’s a large black bird that’s ridiculously smart, opportunistic, and tricky. They do whatever it takes to survive, and it kinda represents our modus operandi to a T.”

Etched with weariness and sadness. He put a firm yet gentle hand on Ethan's arm while kneeling next to his bed. Silently Daemon said, “ I know this will come as a shock. But you must be aware of reality.” Waiting, Ethan held his breath. With a look into his eyes, Daemon said what Ethan could never have expected. “Ravena has passed away.” The planet appeared to tilt. Blinking Ethan was certain he had misheard. “No,” Ethan said in a whisper while shaking his head. “You are telling lies.”

Chapter 77 Raven's eyes drooped slightly, exhausted but still radiating a terrifying aura, as she scanned the horizon. Axel knelt at her side, his hands holding hers. “Raven… it’s over… now,” he whispered. The calm lasted only moments. A sudden wave of dizziness pulled at Raven’s consciousness. The battlefield, the shattered walls, the dying cries all dissolved into shards of light and shadow. She fell to her knees, coughing violently as her vision swirled, and the Hollow Blade’s presence wrapped around her like a living shadow, coiling into the deepest recesses of her mind.

“You took Ryder. You took everything that was mine.” Tessa would spit at her. “He was never yours.” That’s when Raven would lose it. I could picture her grabbing a bucket of water, hurling it at Tessa’s face. “You want water? There! Drink it!” The room would echo with Raven’s laugh—sharp, broken, echoing off the metal walls. She wasn’t the same Raven we once knew. She was cracked. Empty. Haunted by the curse she couldn’t break. I followed the tire marks down the back roads near Blackthorn Ridge. The van tracks veered off the asphalt toward an old path that led to the cliffs.

He was lying down on the bed now, looking pale. "I think he caught a fever." She remarked. The two men standing by the bed nodded in agreement. "But, he wasn't in the rain for long. How did he get it so quickly? I guess all this sturdy built is nothing?" The last statement came out sarcastically. "He has a very sensitive system. He didn't even pass out when he spent five days in the black room." She blinked in confusion. "Black room? What's that?" The guys hesitated to talk but eventually did. "It's the torture room in the American special force." Reuben replied her.

I whimper, and rush to Raven’s side, placing my hand over her stomach and the other over her chest to make sure her heartbeat is steady. “I tried Pentu, I really tried, the poison was designed to hurt her pup,” Mummo sobs, placing her hands over mine making the healing light even brighter. I look up to see Clover standing by Raven’s head, sobbing and shaking her head, when I feel Mummo is right, Raven lost her pup and nothing we do would change it.

“Raven. I need to know you’re ready for this. You haven’t slept and you’ve taken my blood. How are you?” Raven turned to him. Her eyes were dry and bloodshot, her lips chapped. Other than that, she didn’t seem to be adversely affected. Maybe she wasn’t a caster like Alexandre. Perhaps, she was just a girl.” “Mind your mind, Barren. I can still hear you. Even before your blood kiss.”

I blinked a few times to make sure I wasn't hallucinating or maybe the menstural pain got into my head. 'This must be a trick of the light' I thought to myself. ''This is no trick of the light, Sky'' He coughed. ''Wait, how did you know I just thought that?'' I asked jolting out of my seat and slowly backing away. His eyes were no longer green, they were shimmering gold just like the black wolf in my dreams. ''There is no need to be afraid. I can hear your thoughts, only if I want to. Mindlink? Ever heard of it?....''