Raven 16 Novels & Stories

She then glanced at Noah and I before adding, “There’s more stuff in the car. Please, help me with it.” “Sure,” I replied before she went after Shane and Noah who were already heading towards the stairs and when I glanced at Noah, he gave me a look that said ‘Really?’. I gave him a sheepish grin. “... Sorry.” **** “Ugh.” I stared at the bottle of karela juice I just pulled out of the beg with a frown and Noah snorted while I walked over to the refrigerator. “She prefers it over water,” he said and I groaned again as I put the bottle in the refrigerator, before my eyes fell on the bottle of cranberry juice and I glanced at Noah.

Osric answers while sitting on the edge of the lounge near Raven’s head making her smile. “How are you doing? It’s a big tattoo, you hurting yet?” I question, looking down at her hip to see the raven in red ink at the top of her hip taking up almost her entire thigh. The tattoo is very cool, the Raven is in a defensive attack position and made of knots like you would see in old Norse temples. “Enjoying talking to these guys, and getting to know Ares a bit better, it stings when it’s right over the bone but not bad,” Raven admits while looking down at the tattoo gun pressing against her skin, as Ares works on the dark red outline.

The lady was surprised and confused when he suddenly cut her off. "Y-Yes? I think she placed it on her vanity area." He felt like he was being poured with a glass of cold water when his speculation was confirmed. Hyde remembered it when he went to the victim's vanity table. He remembered what it looked like. A bird darker than a crow, and usually eats flesh from dead animals. A bird that means DEATH... A CARRION CROW.

She nodded vigorously, “Lots of ravens, they are there in their numbers I see them and I wake up” Edgar was still in shock, “That is very weird. Ravens signify a higher realm of magic…” She sat upright. “In the old stories, the ravens have been known as the first creatures of magic. The goddess of old had taken a liking to them and had made them powerful”, he continued, “They even have the power to destroy every other magical races…” She furrowed her brows, “That is deep, so you are saying…” “If you are sure you saw ravens then you might possess the power of these ancient magical creatures”, he cut in, “However the stories of old that have been told of people who saw one raven in their dream

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.

Raven’s face sparkled with a minute of anger and frustration. “You ain't getting on my nerves intentionally, right?” She asked me. I leaned forward. “Let me keep you company. You don't have to talk to me if you don't want to. I can remain invincible" My voice was calm. Raven gave up. “ Will be studying the pack to collect information about the Crimson Fang and how we can attack them.” She rushed her words.” You must remain a ghost if you must come” I nodded, my words crisp. “ Very well”

Everyone inside the room can't contain their nervousness. "Then we must seek," the shadow speak, before he clasp his hands,"seek for code R. A. Do whatever you can, do not fail me or you'll meet your death. Find him, and bring his head to me." ~~ On the other hand, Raven got his pay from the chicken delivery shop. It was ten pm and his out of the shift. Before going out of the shop, he bought half of the chicken box and paid. He pulled out his keys and got out of the shop; walks towards a motorcycle. He put his helmet and on and off he goes.

“Is he deliberately trying to drive me insane?” Raven was always associated with dark colors—black, navy blue, and dark brown. Those were the only ones he wore. To him, pink was a color that would ruin his image. It was so far down on his preference list that it wouldn’t even make the top thousand if he had a choice. That color reminded Gia of Caius, who would be delighted to receive a pink sweater as a gift. Still scowling, Raven ripped off the label and put on the sweater. Thankfully, the pants provided were black. Due to their unexpected stay, they had no choice but to accept whatever the host had prepared.

Raven leaned back, crossed his legs, and took a sip from his glass. Azzmi couldn’t believe he’d messed with her like that. With a huff, she looked out the window, watching as the various buildings came into view as they moved along the road. She even spotted some billboards of Raven. Most of them were for businesses he’d already established, but one in particular caught her attention, one for a men’s cologne that had yet to be launched. Raven was the face of the brand, and as the billboard passed by, Azzmi couldn’t help but turn her head to keep looking at it.

Guns. The raven purge has begun.