Fairy Tail Raven Tail Novels & Stories

“There were two women. One in white, one in blue. The woman in blue—she… she felt familiar, like I knew her even though I’d never seen her before. She called me by name and told me it wasn’t my time. That I had a destiny to fulfill.” Azraiel's throat tightened. “She called me Raven,” Charlotte whispered. “She said the flames are part of a prophecy... that I’m the one meant to bridge realms.” His heart thudded. “She told me I’d understand in time, and that the flames—what happened to me—were both a gift and a curse. That I would change the future of our kind.” Charlotte looked at him then. “I don’t know what that means, Azraiel. I don’t understand any of it.”

even if one of those wolves was supposed to be mine. Raven stood in the centre of it all, her red curls cascading like a waterfall down her back, a silver thread woven through every lock. Her dress was nothing short of ethereal, a masterpiece of moon lace and frost-spun silk, with a bodice that glittered like starlight and a flowing train kissed by ancient runes. She looked powerful. Beautiful. Untouchable. And Declan... gods.

So she made her way towards the other end of the table. Balthasar and Tasha are glaring at Valerie. Even Balthasar wanted to marry his daughter to the Raven prince. The Raven's are the richest and the most powerful clan. Maintaining a good relationship with Raphael will be profitable for him. But Valerie came and is ruining his plans. He doesn't want to offend the Raven prince, but his hatred for the Ernest princess made him lose control of his temper.

It was creepy gothic. "How do you know my name?" Kim demanded preparing to launch herself at the weird woman "Wrong question. The right question would be who am I? And what can I do for you? But I'll save us some time by answering them both. I am Raven. A dark witch. Or should I say, thee best dark witch. Oh by the way, sorry for slamming you into that wall. You vampires are fast, I didn't have another more polite method of stopping you" she said casually. Kim tilted her head not following the point of this "Oh yes as to what I can do for you, well I can save him" Raven added pointing a thin pale finger to Talons body. His eyes were closed and his breaths sounded more shallow erratic. Kim de

"Don't play dumb with me, Raven. I know you were at Damien's territory. I know you had a meeting with him. And now he's dead. I did send you to him, remember?” Raven looked up, her gaze matching mine. "I did not kill him, Alpha Fenrir. I swear it." I took a step closer, my voice dropping to a low menacing growl. "You expect me to believe that? You, were the last person to meet with him…and all of a sudden he is dead. Common Raven make this easy for the both of us.” Raven's face lost its color, but she stood her ground. "I didn't kill him, Alpha. I'm telling the truth. How can a weakling like me kill an alpha like Damien?”

In the center, markings shaped like snakes twisted together, painted in something dark. Blood. My stomach dropped. “Tessa?” A laugh answered me. Soft. Unsteady. When she stepped out from behind the trees, I froze. Raven looked nothing like herself. Her hair was wild, matted from rain. Her mascara streaked down her cheeks, her eyes too bright — that manic shine that came when someone was already halfway gone. “Raven…” I breathed. She smiled, the kind that didn’t reach her eyes. “You came.” The realization hit me like cold water.

Maggie grunted, stepped forward and grabbed her by her long red mane. “AHH!” Valeen yelled as she swung her fists in the air. “Let go!” Maggie swung her around by her red mane with both hands tightly secured to her scalp. “I couldn’t find the toilet brush, but I guess this messy bush will do.” “Oh, God! You wouldn’t dare!”

I came out of the room and met a she-wolf outside the corridors. “Hello, my name is Raven. I was ordered by the Alpha to attend to your every need. Is there anything you have in mind?” She asked. She had the physique of a strong warrior, yet still retained a desired level of femininity. She had a symbol of the Silverfang pack tattooed on her forearm. She looked quite capable of combat. Yet, from her tone, I could sense some skepticism as she stylishly sized me up. My cheeks turned red, blushing as I adjusted my gown that revealed my inner wear. I cleared my throat to sound more confident.

Dane. “You see it too, right? I mean you have to. You are our older brother. You are his Alpha.” Raven is leaning on my desk, staring at me with her dark eyes while Damien has his hands on her hips, trying to calm her down. “Which one do you think it is? It can’t be both. He can’t be trapped and trying to kill his Wolf’s spirit.”

And as I watched Logan leave, I completely forgot about the birds. Later, when the training field emptied and the air smelled faintly of rain, I found Raven in the balcony. She was still holding the book,one hand resting on her belly, as she stared down at it. “What is that?” “An old spell book,” she simply answered. “Don't worry, I'm not going to use any, yet.” My brow rose. “Yet?” She shrugged, “I might need to, eventually. And I will if I absolutely have to.”