I Became A Crow Novels & Stories

A wolf howled in the distance, and my heart sank when I realized that it was Ragnar. I could tell by how sad the howl sounded that he had discovered my absence. “I’m sorry, Ragnar,” I said and sighed. “I had to pick what was best for me.” I glanced at the crow and saw it watching me closely. After a few seconds, it spread out its wings and prepared to fly. At the base of its wing, I saw the unmistakable emblem of the Nightclaw pack. It wasn’t just any ordinary forest bird; it was a crow from the southern kingdom, and the idea that it must’ve been following us because it was ordered to sent a chill down my spine, and I pulled them to my side.

On top of that, he felt like the crow was spilling something important the way it didn’t shut its beak as he descended from the sky. “Oh shit. Really?” Shadow sounded bewildered. Her mouth hung wide as her eyes widened big. CAAAAAWWWW! The crow perched on the Shadow’s shoulder. Then, Samuel saw that the shocked face easily calmed down after the next scream of the crow. “Fair point. I still need to avenge my people, though.” CAAWW! At the peripheral vision of Samuel, he spotted the reaction of the crow. It was rolling its eyes while talking to Shadow. “I’m different,” Shadow started to argue as if she understood the crow.

"Something that makes me sick like this if I don't take a special medicine every day.” "What? Why would they do that?" Azriel's confusion was hardening into fury. "Why would they torment you? You're not even a Crow who is their sworn enemy." Azriel inhaled sharply again. The thick scent in the room flooded his nostrils instantly. "Wait," Azriel caught himself. He sniffed again. His eyes widened at Rosen. “You are…” “Right. I’m a crow.” Azriel stared at him, shock written across his features in capital letters. Rosen? The quiet, fragile boy who used to arrange roses at the flower shop was a Crow? A member of the bloodline capable of wielding deadly, venomous magic?

I couldn't help but ask. Leaning heavily on his cane,Vincent followed closely behind me,answering carefully:"I water them myself every day.I...I was afraid they'd wither." Right then,a small,glossy black Cane Corso puppy came trotting out from the grand hall. The moment it saw me,it wagged its docked tail frantically and lunged for my legs. "Echo,stop."Vincent immediately blocked the pup with his cane."You'll dirty the Donna's clothes."

She murmured, "Had I known this would be the end, why did I bother to work so hard? Better to have traveled far and wide, to gaze upon vast landscapes like a free bird. In this life, I was wrong about all the things…” Lilith remained silent. Elinor then asked, "Lilith, if you had the choice, would you still come here?" Lilith sighed deeply, offering a bitter smile, " It's a fucked-up world. I wish I would never come." It had been a long time since Elinor had heard such coarse language. Startled, she remembered the time, and suddenly called out, "Archbishop!" The golden palace walls were covered in pure white snow. A crowd gathered outside the palace gate.

Then Dante opened the door and left. The moment the latch clicked shut, I forced my trembling hand toward my necklace. I’d installed a tiny pin device inside it—just in case the Moretti, or more specifically Dante and Gianna, decided not to let me walk away after today’s vote. I never actually thought I’d need it. I guess I never thought the Moretti would sink this low. But here we were. I pressed the pin down with all the strength I could gather. A signal shot to my phone—the automated message I’d drafted before today would be delivered straight to my father.

What? "Ack-" I swallowed water. The water in the pool has also entered my nose. Is this where my life will end? As I wanted to escape from my parents, I would die here. They will never see me again. My eyes slowly closed. My consciousness is taking over. I feel hopeless. Even if I don't want to die. So be it. "Try to stand up. Anyone can swim there, even a dwarf, Orenciana" said a voice that brought me back to my consciousness.

Every step forward carried the unmistakable sense that they were no longer guests here but intruders, tolerated only by ancient restraint. Lucien slowed his horse first. Iris felt it then… A presence. It slid across her senses. Her gaze lifted just as the branches above them shivered. Perched on the thick limb of an ancient oak, a black crow watched them… its eyes too sharp, too knowing, glinting with intelligence that did not belong to any mere creature of the forest. Then it laughed. The sound was wrong, human and mocking. Then shadows rippled. Feathers folded inward, collapsing into flesh and bone as the shape twisted, unraveled, and reformed. In a seamless, unsettling motion, the crow be

Cordelia – I grabbed my husband and teleported us to the Redwood Pack grounds. Once we are at the pack, I walk over to the packhouse and find a very flustered gamma trying to run all affairs. I walk up to the Gamma and explain that I am Alexi’s grandmother, a former queen to the throne and my husband was a former King to the throne. I explained that my husband Edward would run the pack until there was an Alpha and a Luna to take back the reigns. I had him call my grandson Alexander 2nd to confirm our identities.

I used you to get what I wanted, he protects you from people like me’ ’He loves you, Avery, and right now there is a war being fought that you need to take part in’ my eyes widened. Everything was so calm in here, I wasn't awake. The warriors had given me a sedative. ’I’m useless’ I breathed out as panic started flooding me. ’You’re not useless’ Crow grabbed my hand. ’Not in the slightest, but it is time that you meet with your demons’ I took a shaky breath and nodded my head. ’Is everyone there?’ Crow nodded his head. His eyes fell again. ’It’s not good, and it won't get any better but you need to wake up now’ He said and stood. A loud screeching sound started drilling in my head, I held my