Raven Method Reality Shifting Novels & Stories

Compared to Isabella, her strength was larger in the daytime. On the verge of losing one thing precious, Raven gave abreast of his dignity. Since he couldn't contend in strength, then the sole possibility left is to require help. Raven opened his mouth, and Trisha who perceived his intention quickly took action. nonetheless, she failed to cover Raven’s mouth, instead of that she glared at Raven. Momentary, out came a flash from her try of exciting eyes. This extremely isn't something superstitious, rather than it's real, a flash of physical light, manifested out from her eyes.

It piqued me even more, determined to win the battle. But he was set on his intention and right at that moment, I know he regained back his composure. He was able to get loose from me and swiftly rolled on his back and changed our positions. I was under him. Both breaths heaving. His eyes were even scarier than before. His lips were still red because of the shameful stunt. Yet I am here, underneath, meeting that devilish eyes. Testing this powerful Hades towering over me, with eyes enigmatic and menacing. Both his big firm arms on the side of my head, imprisoning me.

Words eluded him, after he'd said her name with so much surge of emotions. But then, the thoughts came. The hopelessness. The possibility that this could be another god-damned mirage. Another trick to get him at his edge. Another lie. Another reason to leave him more sullen. But as much as Arthur tried to convince himself that this was a mirage, it wasn't working. The voice was so vivid. And this time, he'd found someone who seemed like she owned the voice. His shaky fingers grabbed the shot glass and he took its content in a quick draught. Dizziness crawled up his eyes, but he definitely shook it off.

All I had to do now was let him walk straight into the scene I had arranged. Men like Raven didn’t think clearly when their pride and possession were threatened. He wasn’t looking for truth anymore; he was looking for confirmation. Anything that aligned with his fear would become reality in his eyes, and anything that didn’t would be dismissed without question. If Raven really did find Haliyah and Damon together in the same place, I wouldn’t need to do anything else. Raven himself would complete the narrative. He himself would do the rest for me… *** Haliyah’s POV.

“You expect me to believe something like that?” “No. I expect you to listen.” I took a breath. “I have seen the future. Elara cheats on Alaric with Rowland. She gets beheaded. And Alaric… he becomes a tyrant. He becomes someone no one recognizes. He dies alone at a very early age. The Ravens were the only companions he had left.” Her smile faded. I continued. “The strange illness people think I have, the memory lapses… it is because I am not the owner of this body.”

Ma’am… ma’am.” The voice keeps poking at the edges of my dream, irritating and sharp—completely out of place because I’m busy imagining Tairan, my new fictional obsession, doing absolutely unholy things to me in a forest made of neon lights and by unholy I mean burning my palms with melting wax and using the fire to melt it again after it solidifies, yeah he's the psycho in my book that I'm in love with. But back to the topic. No one calls him “ma’am,” so obviously something is wrong in this universe.

Rhea hissed. ​"It’s more than a cage," Elias said, stepping up beside her. He was holding a piece of scrap iron. He threw it toward the nearest pylon, which was nearly two miles away. As the iron hit the invisible line of the barrier, it didn't bounce; it vanished. "It’s a 'Phase-Shift.' Anything that crosses without a Council key is shunted into a sub-layer of reality. You don't die, Rhea. You just cease to exist in this world."

a smirk played across his lips. “B-but… you said…” “Five seconds,” Asher said. “My games, my rules,” Raven shrugged. “Three…” Asher said. Raven vanished into thin air for less than a second because, as Asher said two, Raven appeared within the walk-in shower. His eyes glowing as if he had just used his wolf to teleport. He strutted under the shower with me, leaving not even an inch gap between our bodies that collided. A collision that consumed me irrevocably in an explosion of pain that was nowhere close to pleasure.

The sound of cutlery being placed down echoed sharply through the room. Damon's hand had stilled completely, his fingers loosening around the knife as it rested against the plate with deliberate control, but the shift in his presence was immediate, heavy and cold enough that even the servants seemed to shrink further into the corners. Forcing a shift was one of the worst kinds of torture there was, something even full-blooded wolves feared, something that could break a body and mind beyond repair. And Leah—fragile, half-human, someone who couldn't even shift properly—she shouldn't have survived something like that.

"That is what the devils wants. Once every creature knows my mate has been found, they would all target her. My enemies will know she's my weakness, and they will use her to get to me. I can't allow that" In a way, Cade understood. He hadn't found his mate yet, but he knew how worried he would be if his mate was in danger. "What do we do now?",he asked. "Take Thunder back to the mansion",Riven ordered. "And keep my mate safe until I return" "But where will you go?",Cade asked as Riven got off the stallion. Riven said nothing more as he began to shift. His clothes merged with his skin as his shifting began and bones popped and scrunched loudly. Soon a large golden wolf stood in his place.