Raven Of The Inner Palace Manga Novels & Stories

The second circle protected the civilians still trapped inside the mansion. The innermost circle surrounded Alessio and Seraphina. Gunfire erupted. The night exploded into chaos. ⸻ The Raven remained motionless. Standing in the center of the battlefield, dressed in a long black military coat, he watched both armies collide. Rain slid down the smooth obsidian mask covering his face. On the right side of the mask… A silver raven feather had been engraved. Elegant. Beautiful. Terrifying. He didn’t carry a rifle. Only a long black cane rested in his right hand.

Raiken turned, caught his wrist, and drove him into the first king. They collided. Raiken raised his sword. The bond flashed. A warning. Behind us. Riven opened his eyes. The black sun over his heart began to spin. Grandmother recoiled. “Raiken.” He turned. Too late. The first ocean’s claw broke through the fortress floor. It closed around Riven and lifted him into the air. The young man did not struggle. He looked at Raiken. Then at me. His silver eyes had turned blue. “The war is not between kings.”

Raven I sat in the library, toying with a calligraphy pen and pricking my thumb with the metallic nib. I had so many tests and exams coming up, but I couldn't bring myself to concentrate. All the words in my textbooks became blurry lines. I tried everything I could, from taking long walks from one end of the school to another, practicing mindfulness exercises that Taylor had introduced to me, and even wearing more makeup and dressing better, which Taylor felt could attract Vlad back to me.

"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.

The battle for supreme power was just beginning, and the fates of both were intertwined in a dark dance that would shape the course of the supernatural world. The raven landed silently on the balcony railing of the majestic room where Maya stood, witnessing the fall of Justin's hopes. The darkness around them seemed to intensify, as if the environment itself mourned the impending tragedy. Justin, blinded by his obsession, saw the raven as an extension of himself, a silent observer of his darkest desires.

King and Queen of a new order built on the ashes of the old. Then the scene shifted. The battle was won. The Crescent Moon had fallen. Raven stood in what must have been the Alpha's chambers, his warriors surrounding him in celebration. Aria had turned away, moving toward the window, her silver fire dimmed with exhaustion. And I saw Raven's expression change. The triumph faded, replaced by something cold. Calculating. The look of someone about to do something they'd been planning for a long time. He reached into his cloak and drew out a dagger. Not his usual weapon, this was something special, the blade gleaming with an oily darkness that made my vision-self recoil in horror.

But just before it hit, a small voice rang out across the clearing. “Leave my mama alone!” Purple light exploded from the wooden cage. The bars shattered into a thousand pieces. Wood splinters flew everywhere like tiny daggers. And standing in the middle of the destruction, her eyes glowing bright purple, was Raven. Dark magic swirled around her tiny body like a living thing. “I said,” she repeated, her voice echoing with power that should not belong to a five-year-old child, “LEAVE MY MAMA ALONE!” The purple light shot toward Marcus like a purple spear.

CHAPTER 13 DAMIEN’S POV Raven had lost consciousness by the time I brought her back to the palace. My mind was all over the place, but I barked orders at everyone, demanding for the pack healer. Mira charged towards me the minute she heard the commotion. “What happened…to her?” she asked, her voice quivering. I ignored her. I couldn’t think. I just wanted Raven to get checked first—she passed out way too quickly, and she was starting to get pale.

Ravena's POV That evening, I changed into my night clothes, the kind that wouldn’t snag if I had to fight. My inner wolf, Lisa, was restless and impatient. She had not spoken all evening, but now her voice came like a low growl in my thoughts. “Are you seriously dressing like that to see the king? You look like you are going to war.” “Maybe I am going to war.” Upon arriving at the Solstice Crown Pack, I headed straight to the throne room. When I got close to the door, two guards immediately blocked my path, crossing their spears in front of me.

he nodded, offering me the folder. I smiled. Of course, Darius boasts about his brother. I truly love that about these boys. They are always supportive of each other and our granddaughter. The four of them are a great balance to each other. I opened the folder and nod with a smile as I looked at the manga-style drawings. It was apparently me, in my youth, wearing my black jumpsuit with red trim and my face hidden behind the white and red kitsune mask in some panels. It was beautiful even though it showed a story of blood and darkness.