Ever After High Raven Queen Novels & Stories

"If you get carried away again and let this happen, I will have no other choice but to terminate the mission and send someone else who can do it better." Anne's eyes widened at the threat. The queen nodded, staring directly into her eyes, and Anne's eyes returned to normal. She shook her head slowly. "Mother, please... You don't need to send another mermaid to Earth to do this. I can handle it," Anne pleaded. The queen took a deep breath, her anger still evident. "I will say this again: the werewolves are not your enemies. Stay a million kilometers away from Yvonne Brooks, or..." The queen's voice trailed off, her rage palpable.

“Don’t touch me with that disgusting body…” Just thinking of the man who had been with Clara made her feel disgusted. He looked ready to snap when a knock stopped them both in their tracks. “Your Highness, the Luna Queen is asking if you will be joining the traditional hunt?” Feeling his hold loosen, Leah quickly pushed him away, wrapping herself in the blanket. Damon turned around, amused at Leah hiding under it. What was her deal? “I will.” “Yes, Your Highness.” Today was not only the first day of her marriage to Damon, but the day for the traditional hunt that was held after a royal marriage where the new spouse would run with the Royal and Allied packs to create a bond.

“Bring the Black Coast shipment codes, the account access, and every fucking file you stole.” A sob caught painfully in my throat. What the hell were they talking about? “I swear I don’t know anything,” I whispered desperately. “I don’t even know who Ravens is.” One of the men barked out a laugh. “Damn. She really clueless.” “Not our fucking problem,” another muttered. The gun pressed harder into my skin and my breathing immediately turned shaky again. “You hear that, Ravens?” the man said into the phone. “Fourteen hours before we paint the floor with her brains.”

They emerged from the shadows just as the romantic ballad reached its crescendo. The guests turned, the chatter dying down into a sea of expectant faces. The cameras flashed, blinding Thalia for a moment. She saw Catherine Ravenhart standing near the edge of the dance floor, a glass of champagne in her hand, her expression one of cold triumph. She had seen them come back from the gate. She knew exactly what had happened. Nikolai led Thalia to the center of the marble floor. The spotlight hit them, turning her deep blue dress into a shimmering ocean of silk.

she told me. " Why are they doing this, they have intruded in our lives and ruined them, for what?" I asked angrily. " They have an agenda to take over the southern packs, for something that happened long ago, you'll have a lot of research ahead of you when I send you back." she said. " When you send me back? That witch poisoned me." I replied. " I'm the Moon Goddess and I already told you it's not your time, you will live a happy life and have many pups, you are destined for great things Raven." she smiled taking my hand.

She stepped onto the dais, twin flames dancing around her palms. “I will,” she declared ; “because you are mine.” The daughters and mothers eyed each other, two mirrors of power and innocence corrupted. Ryker limped toward Selene, offering his elbow. “Can you stand?” Selene drew breath ; “I will... not without my sister.” They turned to Nyra, eyes filled with pleading. Nyra inhaled ash-scented air, her runes flared with white-gold fury. “I face you, daughter,” she called. “Not as a mother, but as the Eternal Queen.”

Raven hits him playfully and whispers I'm a queen. It's finally the weekend and school free day so Raven decides to bake, bake and bake. And of course watch dance videos. Raven has a thing for dancers and used to be the lead dancer in Eigth(8th) grade. Raven finally decides to get a new pet having that she never wanted to replace Megan. Raven remembers that Devon mentioned her mum as Vanessa and was wondering how he knew her mum is Vanessa. It is Parsey's Teens Festival today and every teen in town will be there and so it will be the perfect opportunity to find out why he mentioned her mum.

Her gaze drifted across the lobby. She frowned and tugged lightly on Malcolm's sleeve, then spoke in a hesitant whisper. "Malcolm, look there. Doesn't that person look a little like Selene?" Malcolm followed her line of sight. He saw a tall, slender woman being guided by a uniformed butler toward a restricted VIP area. The silhouette and the way the person walked did look a lot like Selene. But Malcolm only snorted and shook his head, the usual disdain coating his voice. "Impossible. You're imagining things. This is an exclusive club for Alphas that operates on a strict membership system. She's an Omega. How would she ever get in here?"

"Stop." "It is the truth," she continued. "You know it is." "I said stop." "It is far too late for regret," she continued, and there was something almost gentle in her voice now, the gentleness of someone turning a knife slowly rather than quickly. "Ravena is marrying Evander in four days. She is going to stand in front of the kingdom and marry a prince and she is never going to look back at this place." She held my gaze. "And you are going to spend the rest of your life bound to an ugly woman like me."

Raven I stood in front of the mirror, my reflection staring back at me. Today was the day I would return to Black Stone Group, not as the dutiful wife Emerson expected, but as a woman with a plan. My hair was neatly styled, and my makeup was flawless, every detail carefully crafted to present myself as the perfect, composed wife of the Alpha. But beneath this polished exterior, a storm brewed. This wasn’t just about showing up for work. It was about plotting my revenge, learning Emerson’s secrets, and slowly tearing down the world he thought he controlled.