Fairy Tail Raven Tail Novels & Stories

"But how?" Raven tilts her head, whispering. "Come and find me, Lucy." I reach for her, but she shakes her head. A playful smile curls her lips, and then she burns to ashes. Bright red flames eat her alive. Her dark hair, delicate features, and silhouette disappear in the blink of an eye, and I cover my face with my arm. "So bright..." My heart is pounding hard, leaving me uneasy. I lower my arm and stare at the empty spot where Raven sat for mere seconds. She is gone, but in her place lies a single feather—red and orange like the sunset.

"During yesterday's red moon, the wolf returned, and I assumed its form." Suddenly, Cornelia started laughing. "I find it hard to think you would invent a tale like that. Look, we believed you when you said you were bitten and this morning, you suddenly left without us not knowing your whereabouts. And now you took the shape of the Wolf you saw in the mirror? There is a better story you can tell than that." "Her name is Raven and she is a white wolf." "Raven?" Asked Avery. "Scarlett, Raven is supposed to be black." She inhaled deeply before returning her attention to Scarlett. Inhale deeply, then exhale slowly. I believe you are already under a lot of stress"

] Knight let out a chuckle, finally relaxed, [You stubborn, trouble-making damn kid! [You--w-who are you?] Raven turned, and suddenly his eyes were lured away by the white wolf's silver fur. Rain let him go and jumped back a step, looking down at the black wolf groveling on the ground but there was no mercy nor condescending in his eyes, just a calm, dominant glow: [I'm Rain, little wolf, and you are mine.] Raven glanced at Frost cautiously. There was a reason why they all pretend Raven was the best on the training field -- you can't challenge an Alpha, let alone owning one, but to Raven's surprise--

he said with his eyes blazing gold this time around. He knew what he did to attain this position but his new people, the wolves he now ruled would have stoned him right here if they knew. Yes! He worked for Raven, doing all her spying just to be the ruler which had been his goal and now that he had gotten it he was happy. Raven was not after the death of the wolves and whatever creatures but after Tartal alone, he and his family. He walked away with his men following him, they would be meeting with the rest of the pack at the 'Elite Cavern'

I ask while kneeling down in front of her feeling how uneasy she feels hearing her parents yelling for her. I can’t help blushing a little when I stare into her obsidian eyes noticing her looking me over trying to understand what she is feeling. “I don’t know,” she whimpers at Rebecca screaming for her so I nod and scoop her up into my arms. “It’s ok come on,” I reassure while carrying her towards the barn door to find her identical twin opening the door. They are very much the same except, their hair, eyes, and abilities. Raven’s hair and eyes are pitch black and her aura was that of an extraordinarily powerful Lycan Alpha.

Although the promise together with his foster figure for his 20th birthday may want to now no longer be fulfilled, the bonds of grasp and servant had been engraved thus. Reaching out and bumping cups gently with Isabella, Raven raised his cup and savoured the high-quality violet-coloured wine. . . BOOK 1 Ends Here…. * * What do you think is gonna happen to Raven?? Is he still safe in the hands of his predators??? Find Out More in the BOOK 2 of the Vampire Harem Series. . . WATCH OUT for the Vampire Harem Series BOOK 2 Title:- RAVEN: A Rare Vampire . . …… THE END

A beautiful, black Raven suddenly swoops down from a tree, catching my sight and holding it as it makes its way over to where Remiel and Lucern are losing the battle against restraining a crazed out Ice. A feeling of peace washes over me when the Raven’s unusal pink eyes meet mine as it swoops by me before landing next to Ice’s thrashing head. I relax back against Levi’s comforting chest as I watch the Raven somehow communicate with the crazed out elf. After a few tense moments filled with Remiel and Lucern casting questioning looks in the birds direction, Ice finally calms down beneath them and appears to go limp. Remiel and Lucern both look to each other before slowly rising from their pla

“ Son, not here. Too many ears. Let’s go to my office. I will tell you what I know about them “. Eros ushered all of us inside. We walked through the garden into the house and we went up to his office on the second floor. Once we were all seated and the door was locked, I once again asked the same questions. “ Eros, please explain, we need to know what is happening. Why are you on edge?” He exhaled audibly. “ Raven is not an ordinary wolf. She is the Raven Wolf? The rarest kind.” “ Wait Eros, are you talking about the war wolf ?” Allison’s eyes widened. “ Yes, I am” “ No that can’t be…" her pulse rate increased and fear flared out of her pores. " Raven is a late bloomer, “ Allison said with

She shook her head. “But I don't know. It doesn't really make any sense.” Nova sighed and popped another bite of dessert into her mouth. “So it is what it is, Elena. If Raven runs back and tells her cousin, ‘Oh my God, I found two twin girls with blonde hair, and they just so happen to be from Silvercrest,’ and he shows up? Hopefully, my quote-unquote mate should be able to take his ass on.” She grinned. “He's half of the alpha twin pair, so he should be strong enough to take on Trenton. If not, shit, I could take on Trenton.”

I begin, but she raises her hand, nails painted a bright ruby. "What is your name, girl?" "Raven Falency," I mutter, fingers twisting my ring on my left pinky. Her blue eyes scrutinize me, unmoving. Two bulky men stealthily enter the room, hands entwined in front of them, and swords attached to their girdle. This is not going to end well, is it? I let out a puff of air and stare at the Tailoress. "Why does your name sound familiar?" she muses, tapping ruby nails on the table. "Who are you, girl? And what do you want?" Her voice is buttery and flat as she mumbles my name over and over as if trying to recall an event.