Raven Castle Novels & Stories

‘Raven, it's true,’ he shouted and threw the gray book that Raven caught with one hand. Raven and Maddie disappeared without using a portal. He knew that the moment he showed his black and gray magic, he was no longer welcome on Stationsstreet. It made him the enemy. But he had no choice. Raven had not doubted whether he should take Maddie, who was in the screen zone, with him to the castle. He was well aware that everything he needed to help Maddie was there. So he took her to the ancient castle of his forefathers, where above the door was a full moon with wings in front. The house almost groaned at the visit of a scarlet witch with blood moon energy. He cast a spell that calmed the castle.

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 shuddered when a glimpse of her past flashed in front of her mind. 'No, not there. Never there ' she thought as fear began to grip her in its iron hold. "I should find a place to stay for the night. It will become dark soon" she thought and began to search for a safe place to stay. The Raven palace is situated in a place named Windsor. Windsor is a quiet place where almost all the rich people live. There is a small area at one end of Winsor where the poor people live. This place is unofficially called Rural Windsor, and the other part is called Urban Windsor.

she whispered, watching them step into the unknown, embarking on a journey foretold by the cosmos. Emerging from the portal, the trio found themselves atop a vast mountain, the night sky above awash with stars, each one brighter and clearer than any they'd seen before. A dense forest sprawled out below them, and in the distance, a large silver castle stood tall against the moonlit horizon. Cassandra squinted, trying to locate the Wolf and Raven constellations. "There," she pointed. "They're converging directly above that castle." Darius's sharp eyes followed her pointing finger. "It's not just a castle. Look closer; there's a labyrinth surrounding it. That must be our first trial."

“It’s a big castle. Maybe she likes to keep to herself. You never know.” Just then, gold and white sparkles filled the center of the room as what looked to be a sparkling tornado appeared. When it stopped, Raven was standing there, her eyes frantic. “Raven, what’s wrong?” Lance was immediately at her side. “It’s Jase and Addie.” She let out a deep breath, her eyes wide. “They’re missing.”

Alpha Kayden - POV The autopsy report Harris brought in arrived late, and I read through it in the library while he called someone to fix the shattered window. The findings were disturbing: Raven was indeed a werewolf, but her heart contained a dark core—an intensity unlike anything we’d seen before. It was similar to the aura we found in the abandoned Night Angel pack building, yet this one was stronger, darker. The report went on to say that Raven’s transformation began in childhood, fueled by an herb called Henbane, a plant that only grows in the desolate lands. Henbane, they said, hadn’t been active for decades, not since Raven was imprisoned. I set the report aside, my thoughts swirling

There,” I say, switching off the engine. “Welcome to my castle.” Raven leans forward, examining the red brick building with its dirt stained walls and dust covered windows. “Not much better than the warehouse,” he says, unbuckling his seat belt. All of his movements are slow and deliberate, as if everything demands effort and concentration. He looks like a ghost, his skin blueish pale and still dirty despite the cleaning we did by the tap in the basement. He needs a good hot bath. We both do.

I stared at the woman, trying to figure out if she knows something more or she's just a clueless staff. Raven doesn't disclose his secret to even his family and talks more to his staff. I was totally sure that the woman didn't have any clue about Raven's secret. Instead, they were just his pet tamed to perform his order. “Where are you able to gather anything from the building?” I asked, as we entered our van leaving the dynasty to an ancient castle. “Everything was clear ma'am. We didn't find any lapses that could be used against him.” Robert stated in despair.

Nikolai leaned back, his eyes briefly—very briefly—moving to Thalia. “It means I won’t let her erase you.” Thalia’s fingers tightened. “I’ll call you again,” he said. “Please don’t do anything yet.” The call ended. Thalia stepped out of the car without looking at him. The Ravenhart estate felt colder at night. The halls were quiet. Too quiet. Portraits of old Ravenharts lined the walls—men who looked powerful even in paint. Men who had crushed enemies and built empires. Thalia felt their eyes on her.

I hated how they reminded me of last night, those shadow-creatures flickering through the halls, reaching for Raven as she performed her spell. A sigh slipped out of me as I scanned some fragments of the shattered wards. I needed Raven. And not the hired mage I’d insisted on using before. “Who perhaps could be involved in this,” I murmured to myself. But why though? She wouldn't so anything with it. I messaged my aching temple as I began making my way back to the castle. I found Raven in the great hall, her sleeves rolled up as she tended to an injured scout. Her hair was tied loosely at the nape of her neck, strands escaping and clinging to her cheeks. Reed and Aurora played quietly nearby