Raven Guard Chapter Master Novels & Stories

“My grandfather is watching.” Alistair Ravenhart stood near the center of the garden, cane in hand, his eyes sharp. He wasn’t mingling; he was measuring. Nearby stood Edmund Ravenhart, Alistair's younger brother, speaking with investors. Beside him was Catherine Ravenhart, already scanning the crowd like a woman counting futures. A few steps away, their son Julian Ravenhart, Nikolai’s cousin, laughed easily—relaxed in a way only someone without the weight of an empire could be

My nerves were already frayed, and the air smelled electric—like the kind of storm that didn’t just drench you, it cursed you. The guard opened the back door. I slid into the seat without a word. He moved to open the passenger side for Bram. But Bram didn’t get in. He stood there. Still as a damn statue in the downpour. Then he pulled out his phone. Typed something fast. The guard’s phone buzzed. He checked it, brow furrowing. “But sir” the guard try to say Another buzz. He flinched. I caught a glimpse of the screen as he lowered it:

In that way, the both of us would remain bound in love. Getting home, I walked inside with an unsettled mind and my guards bowed to me. My chief warrior informed me that Dean, my beta, had been waiting for me and had only just left a short while ago. I frowned my face and walked quietly to my chambers, knowing how manipulative Dean was. The quietness of chambers made me feel the absence of Raven. She is somewhere out there in the dark…alone. I'm aware she has powers, powers to protect herself. But it's cold out there, so cold that Raven would feel it inside of her.

They hadn’t got to the bed, when Raven stepped forward. “I will not hesitate to hurt them, if they get closer than that”. She said, her bright hues, on me. I could feel the seriousness in her tone. She released her energy and I heard the sound of it colliding with the open door. The guards took a careful step backwards. I felt like yelling at them, but I knew Raven was scaremongering them, and they all fell for it.

The guns shattered into pieces in an instant, and thunderous explosions erupted. Over three hundred people crumbled before the enemy, their ranks broken and scattered. Blood and flesh flew everywhere. Rory extended his hands, causing lightning to crackle and thunder to roar. "That's Thunder Arts! He's actually a Savant Grandmaster who practices that secret technique?!" Jasmine's face turned ashen. "I am the Sovereign Grandmaster of Thunder, Rory!" Rory smirked. "On the Aston Savant Arts Ranking, I rank 157th! Ms. Smith, don't underestimate me!"

“So the Wolf King can claim her. Or the vampire prince.” Alpha Marcus rubbed his temples. “We have lost control.” Across the courtyard, Raven stood beneath a tall oak tree. Two guards lingered nearby, watching her closely but keeping their distance. She tilted her face toward the sun. The open sky still felt strange. Too wide. Too free. Footsteps approached. Kael stopped a few feet away. His presence alone made the guards step back. “You should not stand in the open like this,” he said. Raven did not look at him. “Why? Afraid someone will see me.”

Far beyond the safety of the palace walls, a lone raven landed silently upon the stone ledge of the outermost eastern watchtower. One of the vanguard guards frowned, his hand dropping to his weapon. "Strange bird..." The raven didn't move an inch. It didn't make a sound. It simply sat there, staring directly at the guard. Its large, unblinking eyes were a deep, terrifying crimson. The guard slowly reached his gloved hand toward the creature to shoo it away. Instantly, the raven exploded into a thick, swirling cloud of black mist. The dark vapor twisted violently through the night air, rapidly gathering into sharp, floating words before the guard's eyes:

"Huh!? I did not say that......" "In any case, take into account you're my servant so that you ought to observe me nicely after faculty! Do you listen to that!? Participate withinside the membership nicely with me!!" Isabella pressed forward. Even though she became intimidating, Raven determined to strike again in opposition to this unreasonable master. "Then what do you need me to do!? And why do you need to preserve speaking like I ought to be by myself with you!? You need me to be following in the back of you, serving you at your beck and make contact with after faculty!?"

“Besides, it depends on what the raven sees. Legarde closes his eyes and sees through the eyes of his raven, perched on a post near the notice board has eyes fixed on a paper nailed to it. “Ah Fear! This is a good one and worth good coin. From the Lord of the city of Knightrest himself. All we have to do is, Travel to the Abandoned City of Ferngully, Kill its Guardian, and bring the guardian artifact back to Lord Fuller as proof and get paid.” “Oh is that all? Will you be sending your goodbyes to your princess with me? I can drop you off and make my way straight there if you wish.” Fear grunts at his master’s stupidity.

Raven then left the room, and unfortunately, Rick had to move away swiftly to avoid being caught spying on their conversation so that I couldn't get a clear view of Raven's "Bastard!" Jacob's scream echoed through the manor as Raven left. "I want to kill him and become the king. I'm stronger than those weaklings who think reviving me makes them my master," he scowled, apparently speaking to someone who had just entered the room, likely his assistant.