Novel & Cerita Ebony Dark'ness Raven Dementia Way

“I thought it was created by Emmett Keller.” Raven didn’t seem all that surprised by my question, which told me she knew about my relationship with Emmett. But she did grimace. “It’s true that Emmett created a powerful poison,” she explained. “Initially, I was just trying to recreate it. Though I failed, I managed to create a poison that was slightly different than his, and I named it ‘Black Marks’.” “Slightly different?” Anubis snorted. Raven seemed agitated and flashed a glare in his direction. “I did my best! Black Marks is still powerful, even though it’s not as potent as Inferno.”

“Ouch! Loud much.” I was making my way in and tippy-toed in hopes I’d spot Zach, Jason, or Erica. I was about to go around the group of people dancing when I suddenly heard a familiar beat. The DJ began to play, ‘Black Out Days by Phantogram’, one of my favorite songs, but you already know that. I stepped forward but then hesitated. What was stopping me? Nobody knew me. I was unrecognizable and I was Raven tonight. Raven the Daredevil, a rebel who loved speed. That was my persona when I would hop on my bike.

[RAVEN] When Raven woke up that morning, she could not help but notice the unusual quiet surrounding her. The ruins of the Black Castle, now known as the Black Hall, housed a hundred town vampires, most of which were labelled with the Mark of Aurora. As soon as the sun rose, they would bustle around, testing her patience. She hated that she had to use her powers to ease their lives but when Alexander had asked for her help, it wasn’t in her ability to deny him. She had performed the dark spell and given them the ability to move freely under the sun while some simply burned out at the slightest exposure to the sun’s rays.

“Raven.” “It’s dangerous. You saw what the nightmares did.” That had Dominic’s attention in an instant. “What are you talking about Raven?” “I lack complete information. Nightmares hold the key to my forgotten memories of my aunt's visits and her desire for my anonymity.” “That doesn’t make sense Raven. I don’t understand.”

“Says the one who installed cameras in every room of her house. Or broke into her phone. Or actually breaks into her house to watch her sleep.” “Touché,” I sigh, letting the burn of the alcohol dampen my mood. Raven finishes her glass. In her dream state, she grabs the bottle and pours herself another one. Oscar studies me, then leans forward slightly, his tone shifting. “Look at me.” I do. And for once, there’s no amusement in his expression.

The ticking of the wall clock and the soft murmurs of the city outside created a peaceful background. While rummaging through the documents, a particular file caught my eye. It was labeled "Grey Enterprises: Classified." My curiosity piqued, I opened it, revealing a stack of old documents, financial records and surveillance photographs. My heart skipped a beat when I realized these were remnants of Sebastian Grey’s secret operations. One letter in particular stood out. Gray was called "The Raven" from someone's name. The cryptic language and eerie tone sent chills down my spine. The letter pointed to widespread fraud, suggesting that Gray and Blackwood were merely participants in a larger ga

"Do you really want to argue with me again, Demitri? We have a business to do. Stop causing a fight. I'm not a baby." "You are my baby," he whispered that made my heart pound so hard and loud, it stripped the rationality off me. The sound of birds and insects filled my ears when we entered the dark forest of West Evergreen, one of the few forests in the west that is situated beyond a river, and is not commonly visited by people for two reasons: first, because it's said to be cursed, second, because it is where the dangerous cave of the magical healer is known to be situated.

The contrast between her skin and her dark ebony hair also deepened, adding edge to her beauty. Raven’s beauty has always reminded everybody of the deep summer night. After the sun has blazed all his might, it rests and leaves us with the darkest night. Raven’s hair is like the clothes of darkness, her eyes the coldness of the night, and her temperament as tranquil as the moon. Her dull clothes had always blanketed her beauty, but this bright dress made her stand out even more. Celia had worn this kind of dress before along with many other colors and styles that accentuated her beauty, but who would have thought that Raven will look better than Celia in those outfits?

Chapter 1: Dysfunctional family. The darkness is nothing more than a test that God gives us, many times to overcome things and learn from it, but in the end we all carry that darkness in our hearts, we just have to decide whether to expel it or let it dwell within you. Charlotte is a girl who has been in the dark since she was born, her parents were shitty to her, she was beaten and mistreated unjustifiably simply because her parents wanted it that way, but to understand a little of this story we must return to the past.

“You’re finally mine. Completely. No more hiding from it. No more fear that isn’t mine to control.” Raven could barely speak. She just clung to him weakly, wrapping her arms around his neck and sobbing softly into his sweat-slick shoulder. The full weight of her addiction crashed over her like a tidal wave terrifying, liberating, all-consuming. The blackmail, the threat of gang rape, the danger to their baby it all paled against the absolute need she felt for Damien’s darkness. She was addicted, broken, and utterly owned. Her phone buzzed loudly on the desk across the room, the sound cutting through their heavy breathing like a knife.