Raven Monster Novels & Stories

“In a way, I suppose me and Dante do oversee things, but we all do our part here, Raven. We all hunt and gather food, we all bring back fresh water, guard the camp, put together new homes, train together. We just all work together nicely in peace. “It all just looks and sounds so incredible, grams”. I told her with amazement. “It is Raven. This is my home, and I absolutely adore it”. She said with pride. “I’m so happy grams, to know you haven’t been alone all this time”. I said to her as I looped my arm through hers.

There were men and women, voices filled with anxiety and fear. Someone reached out to touch me. It wasn't Kael. It was a softer, warmer touch, checking my eyelids, my pulse. "The Luna is in shock, her heart rate is dropping rapidly!" "We need to stabilize her spirit immediately." "Quick, get the moonstone elixir!" "No! Her wolf is going dormant!" What happened? Were they talking about me? Is my wolf, Selene, dying? I didn't know. I only felt my eyelids getting heavier, so incredibly sleepy.

“Disappointed?” His gaze flicked to the dirt under my nails, the bruises blooming across my arms. “Impressed,” he said finally. The word sat heavy between us. Raven walked past, throwing her knife into the dirt beside the fire. “Don’t get sentimental, Mason. She’s still got a long way before she’s one of us.” “One of you?” I asked. Raven shrugged. “Rogue doesn’t mean monster. It means survivor. You either learn that or die wishing someone had warned you sooner.”

She wasn't thrilled that my mate was a Knight, but she also knew I wouldn't back down from being with you, and if a war was the only way then so be it,” I said softly. ”She would do anything for me,” I said. ”What if she gets hurt?” Amber asked me. I laughed, thinking that she was joking but as I looked around at their confused faces I realized they didn't know. I wondered if anyone knew. I drew down my brows and looked up at them through my lashes. ”Raven can't be killed,” I said softly. None of them spoke, all in their own state of shock. ”Raven is a descendant of the first-ever vampire. With time, they have grown stronger and more powerful. Raven holds more power than any of those before

I trust him. Now, I have three ravens, he sent me another letter, talking about the beast shadows, updating the latest research that the Empire has done. These beasts fear the light since they don’t appear in the day, but in the letter, it said that it’s wrong, they roam everywhere, it’s just that they are human that even death rejected them. Their flesh is purple since they are corpses and their rotten smell is noticeable from large distances. They crave human flesh to continue living; they are sane monsters that have intelligence in the day and mad at night.

A, I gave the monster the ability to locate anywhere in MistWorld. I also added monsters like the last one I had created just in case the monsters arrived and I needed a chance to escape. This time, I gave them super strength, a little more height, and speed. The black mist appeared just as three scorpion-wolves stepped out of the forest, their eyes on me, and roared. Taking an involuntary step back, I summoned my earth powers. Thorny vines shot out of the woods and wrapped themselves around one of the monsters, trapping it but it wouldn't hold for long.

she said. Once again, the three stood frozen. Mr. Black chuckled. Ah, youth. *** "So... you're saying, that this... person is Raven? As in the very same person who killed more than 300 people a year? That person?" Zeke asked in bewilderment. He can't believe it. He doesn't want to believe it. How come such a fragile looking human, that very same person he called a monster? Mr. Black smiled. "Yes, that's her."

She nodded vigorously, “Lots of ravens, they are there in their numbers I see them and I wake up” Edgar was still in shock, “That is very weird. Ravens signify a higher realm of magic…” She sat upright. “In the old stories, the ravens have been known as the first creatures of magic. The goddess of old had taken a liking to them and had made them powerful”, he continued, “They even have the power to destroy every other magical races…” She furrowed her brows, “That is deep, so you are saying…” “If you are sure you saw ravens then you might possess the power of these ancient magical creatures”, he cut in, “However the stories of old that have been told of people who saw one raven in their dream

"You may have defeated my pawns, but you will not escape my wrath. Prepare yourselves, for the true nightmare is about to begin." After some time, the raven returned, its wings slicing through the dense shadows of Thana's domain. Its eyes glowed an eerie crimson, reflecting the malevolence of its mistress. As it settled on the twisted branch of a dead tree within her lair, a shadow began to take form behind it. The air grew colder, and the oppressive darkness seemed to deepen as the creature emerged, its figure towering and ominous.