Raven Guard Chapter Master Novels & Stories

Once inside, Raven collapsed into a seat, rubbing her temples. “Nightfire is becoming harder to control. It doesn’t ask permission anymore it just reacts. Flare now, think later.” “You’re growing stronger,” Ragnar said, sitting across from her. “And power like that—it’s meant to be wild. You just have to master it before it masters you.” She smiled faintly. “You make it sound easy.” “It’s not. But you’re not alone.” That night, Raven stood at the open window of their shared room, eyes on the horizon.

The man replied, and we waited in silence, listening to the hoots of an owl and the screeching of fox’s. The gates slowly opened to reveal a surprised and confused looking alpha Wayne with four guards standing in front, ready to protect him. “Raven?”. He said as he scanned the group behind men with his frows burrowed. “It’s ok men, stand down”. He told them and motioned for us to come in. As soon as we made it through the gates and they were firmly locked behind us, I finally let out a sigh of relief…. We got them all here, in one piece.

he spat, "it looks like we need to take you by force." His druid guards lunged forward, dragging Raven back with a firm grip. Her heart raced, but she refused to show fear. Instead, anger simmered beneath her skin, and she closed her eyes, gathering every ounce of her power. A pulse of energy rippled through the air, and in a blinding flash of white light, the energy surged outward, sending the guards flying back several feet. They crashed to the ground, releasing their hold on her. The gun slipped from Victor’s hand as he was thrown onto the ground with a grunt. Raven wasted no time. She dashed toward the weapon, her fingers closing around it tightly as she raised it, steady and unyielding.

Again the room erupted, but this time with disapproval. "Do not be dismayed," he instructed them and again gained their attention, "his highness has also granted me for my personal protection and the protection of my bride," here he smiled down at Sylvia, "my full regiment if they are of the disposition, and Captain Emmett has requested to join forces with us. All of you know that the assassin known as Retribution has long pursued me. This pursuit continues still. What you do not know is that I have hired Revenge, her mentor, to train any of us that are willing as well as Sylvia and Mora if they will agree to it to fend off this deadly enemy."

As the energy begins to build in the area, I notice the ground surrounding us is glowing red and white like when we restrained Jonathan. ‘Raven’s using too much power, she needs to pull back or she’ll hurt herself,’ Clover looks at me with a worried expression, and my heart races as I focus on Raven, feeling for her. ‘Thank you, Clover,’ I whisper, focusing on what we need to do to change the wolves into lycans, before turning my attention to Raven. I shake my head feeling how much power she’s putting behind this moment, knowing it will be too much. She has never had good control and always goes overboard, but his time she is risking herself, and her three pups.

“There are people we can trust, and there are people we need to cut ties with, even people of the same blood. Betrayal can happen anywhere at any time, especially right in front of you, but you have to know the game to know the players." She smiled brightly at me. “I don't know if your grandfather has told you this. But if he does, I'll just remind you. Do you remember when you came back from visiting your grandparents on your mother's side? You said they just told you that you were a guardian?” I nodded in response. “Well, you are one. You are protecting those boys and Ryan's territory from harm by humans far more monstrous than them. You should also know that Raven and Wolf are meant to st

she bravely said. "Alright," Raven said and stood up. "I'll send my beta tomorrow to release you, and you'll be sent straight to the dormitories," he added. Five of his best warriors guarded the dorms he had built for orphans and omegas in the pack. "Thank you, Alpha..." "Raven. My name's Raven," Raven replied and headed out. He patted the warrior's shoulder and instructed them to feed the women. Raven went home and took his phone out. He still has plenty of time before Brienne's lunch break. He climbed the stairs and opened the door to his office. Raven breathed deeply and sat on the swivel chair to start his work.

so obviously something is wrong in this universe. A soft pat lands on my shoulder. And just like that, the dream dissolves and I’m dragged—ripped—back into my very real, very unwanted life. I blink awake to see one of the maids hovering over me in her black-and-white uniform. Her smile is polite, stiff, the kind you put on when you’re too afraid to show you actually feel anything. “Good evening, ma’am. Master Roland asked me to call you down for dinner.” Evening?

I knew exactly how to pull his tail, though, and I intended to use it. Finally, there was Rafe Moonhunter, the young guardian waiting for the old pack protector to pass so he could claim the title of Chief Ranger. But Rafe was a coward at heart; he would never defy the shadow of Tavon Thornwolf, Malakai’s sire and the old tyrant of the territory. Everything those four alphas owned was built on Tavon’s blood-soaked legacy. I reached the heavy oak doors of the central hall, my breath shallow as I slipped through the gap. I needed a moment to settle my beast before stepping into the thick of the scent markers.

"I am here because there is a hoard of demons headed this way and unless you let me in, and we work together no one here is going to survive it!" "Dustin," The chief scolded as he walked out of the gate to stand next to him. "Go back to your quarters. Raven, you know you are like a daughter to me, and you are welcome here, but that," he pointed at Marcus standing tensed up at my side. "Will never be welcome inside our gates."