Raven Elyse Height Novels & Stories

~Elara~ I studied her. She was wearing a tag and her blonde hair was packed in a high ponytail. She didn't tie it into a bun like the others. She was probably around 18 and she looked at least 5’6 or 5’7 feet. I've noticed that most servants are tall. Was that the criteria for qualifying here? Her skin was pale and she had bright blue eyes. She was still standing at the entrance, I had to squint my eyes a bit to make out her name from the tag.

Eric mutters to Raven. “How long ago was this?” Raven asks “When I was seventeen, almost eighteen.” “So five years ago. It can’t be the same one.” Eric sighs, “What does she look like? I can get Dane to confirm.” “Blonde, uh brown eyes. She had a scar, right here." I touch my face, "just above her lip.” “I will be right back.” Eric strides out the door. “Dane can handle himself.” Raven weakly smiles at me. “And if it is her, she might have changed. Five years is a long time.”

She was slender yet she had curves that were in perfect portion, no extra wide hips like me or anything! "Hey!" I said as the two men hugged, before Liam gave Delsanra a nod. "Hi, it’s nice to meet you, Raven." Delsanra said with a small smile. "Likewise." I said, she was taller than me... Maybe about three inches... When you’re my height, even an inch is vital… "Long time no see Raven." Rayhan said, and I didn’t miss his gaze going to my neck, but it was only a second and I had a feeling he knew what had happened.

“What kind of royal marriage is that… if only….” She cast a lamenting glance at Clara and sighed. Other women looked at both young women. Clara was a well-traveled and well-educated beauty who immediately entranced you, with soft golden hair and huge grey eyes. Her lineage traced back to great generals. She looked like a model—a perfect Lycan Princess. Leah, on the other hand, was merely five feet tall, had just graduated late from high school, and had a human slave for a father and a deserted warrior for a mother.

Her hair was dark brown, almost black and her skin was half pale, half tanned. "With all my respect to you," I looked at the girl whom I assumed was Evelyn, then I looked at Elizabeth, "isn't she too young?" I asked her. "Don't worry, Evelyn is a very powerful witch," she assured me. Evelyn walked towards Rayne who was still in my arms and she placed her palm on Rayne's chest after she sat down on her knees in front of us. Suddenly, Rayne took a deep breath and she let out a small smile.

"I've only been gone for about half a year, and you have already fallen in love, and you're so courageous that you didn't even tell your mother about your new relationship!" "I'm too weary to talk to you, mum," Elisa said. "Can you tell me what's wrong with your attitude?" Emily is quite dissatisfied with the situation. "I'm just exhausted from work and don't have the energy to tell you right now." Elisa White turned around and shut the door of her car. Taking Emily White's arm in her own, she cuddled up to Elisa White's shoulder and slept well. Elisa stands at 1.69 meters tall, which was considered to be a rather tall height for a female.

Rose trembled after hearing her voice, jerking her head to Raven’s direction, she exclaimed. “You scared me!” “When did you get here?” She asked sharply. “Yesterday,” she replied, scratching the back of her head, and Raven strode forward to get a bottle of water from the fridge, gulping it down, her eyes studied Roselyn. She was about the same age as Raven, but her tender figure made her appear younger than she was, her red hair was packed up in a ponytail and her skin—paler than usual. “You heard right?” Raven remarked sympathetically, landing the bottle gently on a surface.

Three figures waited at the table—two men and a woman. The woman’s gaze locked onto me the second we approached. “Everyone,” Raven said smoothly, “this is my wife, Hyacinth.” He gestured to the ash-blonde man. “Colton Pines.” Then to the dark-haired man beside him. “Dane Northwest. And Minerva MacAllen.” “A pleasure,” I said, offering a polite smile. Colton stood, his eyes flickering over me. “You look different without the gala makeup. Just as stunning, though.”

She was excited, I was happy for her. "That's really cool." Raven said. She was also padding down the legs of her table with her cloth, doing it far more gently than I or Mavis were. Raven was sixteen and attending high-school in the packland. But for college she'd have to leave the packland to attend a day college in a city or town nearby, or have to move away for a while to attend some of the further colleges. That made me think though. "So will you be moving away?" I asked Mavis. I didn't exactly look at her face in order to prevent her from seeing my expression.

He knocked lightly on the door before stepping inside. There, he saw a fine woman hunching on her desk. Sammy the young detective thought. Her chestnut hair fell in soft waves around her face and hazel eyes that held a sharp intelligence, often glinting with curiosity as she delved into her work. She had a slender build and stood at an average height, carrying herself with a confident yet approachable demeanor. "Dr. Hayes," Hyde greeted, his voice cutting through the quiet hum of activity within the lab. The medical examiner looked up, her expression a mix of exhaustion and determination.