Novel & Cerita Raven Lyn Corneil

All of it, every thread, led back to one being. Korvax. And standing in front of me was the woman who had served as his weapon, his shield, his obsession’s executioner, for longer than I’d been alive. Which meant the Raven Witch wasn’t here to claim the Lycan King. She was here for me. Because I was the last Asena wolf we knew of. The one thing Korvax wanted more than anything else in the world. And the one thing Rayanna would kill to keep from him.

Anchoring me and yet not enough to stop the next wave. It hit hard and sharp, like a needle piercing straight into my skull. And just like that, it seemed like the corridor vanished. Just immediately, I saw a dim room. Damp, reeking of mildew and fear. Raven was crouched in the corner, arms shielding her head as shadows loomed above her. The crack of a fist, the sting of a boot to her ribs—her body jolted with each blow, and I felt it as if my own bones cracked under the weight.

I could help her heal, and I knew deep in my bones that I could help her Lycan come back to us. My dragon, Oryon, was confident of it. “We need to mark her Lycan… it is the only way,” he growled inside my head. Oryon was the complete opposite of me. I tended to be positive, creative, with high energy, enthusiastic, and a fool, while he was a grumpy ancient bastard, with a shit ton of magic, and a temperament that would put anyone to shake in their socks. But he had magic, and he was an Onyx dragon, one of the rarest creatures alive, so I'd better listen to him and find a way to mark Elisa's Lycan. I took the doctor's outfit and headed into the hospital following the corridors Peyton showed m

I just searched frozen. She stopped by the dresser and ran her fingers along its edge. “You’re actually beautiful. That’s going to piss off more people than you think. Trust me, there were many bidding on you looking ugly. Some even said that you look like a troll.” I finally found my voice. “And you are…? I'm sorry, but I didn't expect you to come inside my room to just tell me that I looked. Well…” “Madeline,” she said, tossing her hair over her shoulder. “Second daughter of Beta Reinhart. Technically ranked, practically ignored. I'm more of a subtle kind of woman. I choose to at least lighten the mood. I know that you might be having a hard time.”

Thorne returned the hug and murmured his thanks, while Dorian began greeting the other guests, including Raven and Selina. Dorian’s gaze lingered on Selina a little longer than it should have. Almost on reflex, Raven wrapped an arm around Selina’s waist and pulled her closer in a possessive gesture. Dorian only gave a thin smile before looking away. The interaction unsettled Selina, but she kept herself composed. “I’ve heard a lot about the pack members and how much Raven contributed during the virus crisis,” one of Alpha Thorne’s friends said. “That’s right. Raven is incredibly talented and hardworking,” another added.

Oh well, one could not expect much from someone who spent half their life in combat boots, now could they? “Shaylin, I would like to introduce you to the Alpha Ivan and Luna Renee Thunderridge of the Nightblade pack,” Corin said as she reached the last step. Just as she was about to step down on the safe ground, her heel got caught in the loose thread of the woven carpet that adorned the staircase. Out of all the fucking time in the world, it took the very moment she started stumbling forward to finally lock eyes with the one she was looking for; the same one who was at her side in an unnatural speed to steady her flustered self before she fell, and the same one who breathed out incredulousl

Dear Reader, Thank you for joining me on Elle's adventure through what is to her a whole new world. I really hope you enjoy it! But as you go through, I would love to hear your thoughts and feelings. Comment or reach out to me on F*. Also, this is my last edit on this version. It will be marked completed by the end of the week. Much Love and Light, Byerly B. CORVINS POV Corvin was a vigorous 15-year-old lycan boy with bright grey eyes and his pack’s distinctive silver hair. He was the alpha’s son, thoroughly trained to prepare for the day he would take his father’s esteemed place. But he didn’t plan on doing that for many years.

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.”

I wanted to tell her that even if this woman was beautiful, her beauty was nothing compared to hers. "I apologize for being late, I just came from a charity event," she said as she sat down beside Atticus. She must be the Luna. "I'm Nicole Hutton," she introduced herself, "First Lady of Hutton Empire." "It's a pleasure to meet you." Rayne smiled at her. "Forgive my question, but you're not a vampire, am I right?" Nicole asked Rayne. "No, I'm not. I'm a gifted human," Rayne answered her.