Novel & Cerita Raven Harry Potter

' A beautiful gold mist swirled in front of Raeann's eyes and when it subsided in its place stood a slender young man, with bright purple hair. His golden eyes were brimming with mirth at her obvious shock, and his voice was filled with laughter as he spoke. "Please allow me to introduce myself, I am sorry I scared you by the way but I couldn't resist, my name is Valenar, apprentice wizard of the Black crow coven, and I have been waiting for you forever." Raeann always thought she was a level-headed, practical girl, so when she fainted, it was a surprise to both of them.

She easily grabbed Leah and shoved her into the pond. Choking on water, Leah struggled desperately. “St-Stop…! Plea…!” Water rushed into her mouth and nose, burning her lungs. Clara stood above her, watching as she went still, a cold smile on her face. “Go in peace. Soon I’ll be the new Princess Varkos.”

I wanted him. Raven Blackwood. Raven Blackwood was the son of my father’s best friend Richard Blackwood. He was twenty years old this year. He followed after his father’s steps and took over his business just at the age of eighteen. He had dark hair, which looked sharper than shadows, and his gray eyes. Well, they looked like some storm that was on the verge of destruction. Everyone admired him and feared him. And me? Well, I was no exception either.

Raven, a sixteen year old girl, walked home from her part-time job at the library. She felt as if someone was watching her. She looked around the near empty streets, seeing nothing. Raven picked up her speed. She should have been home hours ago, but she had gotten caught up in a mystery novel, losing track of time. Her parents will be furious with her once she gets home.

Raven rolled her eyes " Didn't you just say you'll roast him alive" She frowned in confusion " Wait! How did he even call you directly, are you.. " I'm Meek and he's Eight, we're Venom's companions" Meek said with an outstretched hand, Raven enveloped her hand with his, she wondered why she felt like she was drowning while staring into his deep brown eyes. " Uh.I I'm Raven Smith, the eldest miss of the Smith family, it's nice to meet you both" **** Even as Olivia scanned the entire hall, she couldn't find anything that could have frightened Daera.

"I don't know, maybe because Draculaura is a fictional character from your favorite cartoon, you know, Monster Bloody High! She's a teenager and her boyfriend is a werewolf!" "No, her boyfriend is a zombie unicorn," Odette went on, as nonchalant and excited as ever. "That's Frankie!!!" "It is?" Odette mused, placing her index finger on her lip. "I thought that was Raven?" "For goodness’ sake, Raven is from Teen Titans!" She screeched. "No, you dummy. Raven is the name of a bird,"

The bird screeched in pain to accept the changes happening in its body. The beak of the raven was separated into two halves and thus forming the lower part as mouth and the upper part as a nose. The claws of Raven become legs, while the wings of raven shaping of hands with fingers and nails. After the sufferings of struggle, Eggy the raven changed its appearance from a small raven to Raven-Wizard. The Raven-wizard looks like the man dressed with a hood on his head with crow-shaped painted eyes and raven wings. The man looked like he was armoured partially.

Raven pressed a kiss on her head and admitted that hers was very alert, which made him wonder how great her magic was. ‘I don't know,’ she muttered and snuggled back into him, ‘I hardly know anything about magic.’ She took his hand and pulled it around her like a shield, touching her bare skin and pressing her buttocks against him. She felt Raven's agitation grow. ‘Sorry,’ he muttered, ‘I can't stand this, I think.’ He stretched and took the bottle of anti-love elixir. He took a dose and then gave it to her. ‘Is this really necessary until I'm twenty-one?’ she asked, slightly annoyed.

~Raven's POV~ A part of Raven had always been skeptical about the existence of the supernatural, dismissing it as nothing more than a figment of someone's imagination. However, recent events had shaken her to the core, leaving her with a sense of unease that refused to go away. Despite her reservations, Raven felt a strange pull towards the paranormal books on the table. It was as if something was drawing her towards them, urging her to explore the unknown and discover the truth for herself. She couldn't help but wonder what secrets these books held, and what mysteries they could uncover.