Novel & Cerita Master Of Crows

We walk around, but that’s all there is other than the smell. “It’s quiet, too quiet.” Ari comments. I realize she is correct. I don’t even hear the sound of birds or any animals. Nothing for miles surrounding the cemetery as if it’s been abandoned by the wildlife. Crows love to frequent cemeteries as they are spies for my coven. They alert us to where the spirits are or where there might be trouble which means there had to be a crow here at some point. Something isn't right. “Something is not right here, Ari. We should go and call my dad. It seems we have a few things to report to him. Let’s go back to the town and talk to some locals.” I stop siphoning her abilities as we walk back to the

Bianca woke up as a Queen and no wild flying bird objected to her reign. As the crows soared through the moonlit sky, their numbers began to multiply. One by one, more joined the flock, their glossy black feathers glistening in the pale light. The flapping of their wings echoed in the stillness of the night as they came together, united by their shared mission. With each passing moment, the flock grew larger, like an unstoppable force gathering strength. The crows cawed with determination, their voices echoing through the dense forest. They flew through the trees, their wings beating in perfect harmony, their beady eyes focused on the goal ahead.

I was attempting to wait until it had landed on the roof of his master but instead, it landed directly on the roof and began to cry, flapping its wings in my direction. My eyes went bright in surprise. This isn’t just any crow. This crow was trained properly. It noticed me watching him so he decided to scare me off before going to his master. Now for sure, I need to know who his master is. This person might be a threat to my future plans if I don’t find out who he is. The crow and I locked eyes and I was certain that he was waiting for me to leave. I’m sure wherever his master is, he must’ve heard its voice so I waited to see if anyone would come out to respond to its cry.

He never wished to hurt a woman's heart, "She must be planning something at this moment. Her craziness is what makes her stupid and ridiculous!" For a moment, the place was embraced by a long, deafening stillness. Chris Anderson looked up above the calm sky, slowly turned bright and cheerful. The birds flew back to the trees where they usual hide and stay. They chirped, made such a soothing noise that sounded off around the castle. He looked problematic, scared and worried about the future. Klaud must marry his destined mate and must born to a baby boy. "There's no other way of escaping from your faith, son." He murmured calmly.

He remained standing in silence. “Have I told you, Crow” the master started, his voice barely audible through the music. “How much time it took me to perfect ‘ee plan?” “Yes, My Lord,” Crow replied, holding his head low. A moment of silence went by before the glass of wine came crashing on the door behind Crow, missing his face by a few inches. The shattered glass scattered at his feet, he closed his eyes to take a deep breath and remained still. The master was now on his feet, clearly not satisfied.

As Master Crowe finished his sentence, he crouched and appeared to be condensing his energy. On the other hand, Zephyr snickered. “I did not want to involve innocent people like you. However, you wanted to interfere. Master Crowe is someone I paid highly to help me out. He is an inner energy fighter. One punch and he can break stones into half. You will definitely die a painful death.” Kayson nodded and replied. “Yeah. That is indeed quite powerful.” Master Crowe rushed forward and appeared right in front of Kayson in a second. His speed was fast!

he wanted to continue but when he saw the deadly gaze of master Damien who seemed to be upset, he immediately stepped back and bowed sitting down fearfully as he doesn't want to get into the master's bad book. He glanced at the other elders who were also looking at him as they well all afraid of the master as well. "I shouldn't have opted to speak on our behalf" he muttered lowly as he prayed for his life. Master Damien stood up and adjusted his dark overflowing robe, picked up his long lion staff and walked out of the meeting hall. The elder who had spoken about him getting a wife heaved a huge sigh of relief thanking his stars as the master seemed to be sparing him.

"That hunk doesn't look like he's into inexperienced college girls" "you're right. There are always pictures of him with different models on the internet and even magazines". That had my eyes popping. "Wait...you know him?". She gave me a look of *are you kidding me right now*. But I only stared back at her like a dumb little girl. "that's Damon Graves. Dude is a freaking billionaire. He's the CEO of Voxel Enterprises". She clarified. " oh". That was all I could say. Between, his name gave me the chills. I mean, who on earth answers "Graves"?

Vikram pushed the door open, revealing a cavernous chamber bathed in crimson light. At the room's center, on a throne-like chair, sat the Master. The Master's gaze commanded attention, his piercing eyes burning with an otherworldly intensity. His skin was deathly pale, yet radiant with an unnatural glow. Chiseled features, sharp as cut glass, seemed carved from the very darkness itself. His raven-black hair cascaded down his back like a waterfall of night, framing a face that was both beautiful and terrifying. Full lips curled into a sly smile, revealing razor-sharp fangs stained with the remnants of his last victim.

The Master turns the clipboard so I can see a small black and white photograph at the top of the board; she looks exactly like Elle, just younger. “Elle?” I ask him softly. I’ve felt my mate with my own hands; I’ve touched every inch of her body and I’ve tasted everything she has to offer. My mate is not a copy of some poor female who was killed because of her blood. “She’s a different story. A tricky little project for my team but different.” The Master chuckles to himself before turning the clipboard away so he can look at the page once more. “Let me be clear about what I’m offering here. You now know I have endless girls to send your way.” He coughs a little when he turns his back on me a