Romans & histoires Raven Queen From Ever After High

Then Levi takes me by the hips and scootches me even closer. "What would I do without you?" He asks, messaging my thighs smoothly. I giggle, "You'd be dead if I remember correctly." He laughs, glowing with peace. He buries his head in my neck, giving light kisses here and there but simply doing it as a way to show that he loves me. Soon after we hear footsteps again, a cough is heard and we both turn to the culprit. There stands the queen of Raven Empire. She's a powerful sorcerer and so is plenty of her allies. She also has highly trained guards in her kingdom.

It was Raven; she was breaking out of her cocoon. After all the pieces of the cocoon fell off, Raven stood there in an ice blue dress made out of rose petals, a pair of golden sole less shoes strapped around her feet and calves, her black hair flowing in curls around her shoulders, and ice blue colored wings with a black finish sprouted out of her back to finish off the entire appearance. All I could think was that Raven looked gorgeous. When she finally opened her eyes she said, “My name is Raven Hunter and I will be the next fairy queen of Utopia.” When she finished I heard a rustle go through the room as all the fairies of the court bowed to the new crown princess.

The forest seemed to go quiet for one tense breath. “If you’re really the moon goddess,” Selene sneered, “and you believe that pathetic little girl will save the wolves… then let’s see you beat me.” Raven stepped forward with purpose, her eyes locked on Selene. There was no fear in her, only the steady, rising power of who she was meant to be. Power surged around her as she lifted her head and spoke, her voice deeper now, echoing with divine strength. “I am Goddess Raven. Protector of all wolves. You will not beat me.”

Raven howls in my head. When we let go of each other our cut is healed. I am now the Luna and Queen. This is surreal and amazing at the same time. The moon peaks from a cloud. It is shining brighter than before. Something tingles down my spine. ‘Raven, what is going on?’ I ask her, confused.

Only broken by the actions of those who are evil. She was Rue, a powerful hybrid that's my mate, my woman and future queen of the wolves. Nothing less. "I think I rather you like this, cute and not so rude." I teased resting my forehead on hers. She lets out a tiny growl but I just chuckled for I knew the witch would never hurt me. Rȗҽ

They couldn't pry into my mind, but god, to feel them was to drown in my own blood. Focusing more, I found the only calm mind in the place. Serenity washed over me. Blank pages were easy to cling to, but who could silence themselves from even me? "Ladies and gentlemen, I present to you the future Queen. Princess Katharine Archenbow of house Ashby." The room broke into applause, making me smile even brighter. Be polite. Mind your manners and above all, respect your elders. No one needs a scandal right now. My own sanity was too fragile.

Raven demanded, though part of her dreaded the answer. Evelyn’s smile sharpened. “You, my dear, are the linchpin. Jaxon bends for you. He bleeds for you. That makes you powerful and dangerous. If you stand with me, I can give you what he never will: freedom from his shadow. A future where you are not just his vixen, his sin, his ruin… but something greater. A queen beside the winning brother.” The words slid like poison, seductive in their cadence. Raven forced herself to breathe evenly. “And if I say no?”

I looked over at Rowan beside me to see him enjoying the same expression we could see on my father’s face, and I was certain he enjoyed it has much has I did. His eyes met mine, and we shared muffled laughters. Raven finally pulled the door open, being all smiles to everyone—and she looked…I didn’t want to say it or accept it, but she looked like a queen and a warrior. From the look on everyone’s faces, it was obvious I wasn’t the only one who saw how she looked, like she was meant to be here in this kingdom and not anywhere else. She was in a black gown with high slits and instead of heels she was in boots.

I ask, washing the blood from his smooth back. “Raven found Osric when she went on a run before Aiden was born. Quinn found them and went after Raven, Osric tried to deescalate the situation, which didn’t work. Quinn was going to attack Osric to get to Raven, so Raven jumped in and defended Osric; she lost control and tore Quinn apart and became Alpha of Wolf Creek,” Embry explains, looking back at me as my eyes widen at the thought of Raven fighting an Alpha. “She beat Quinn one on one?” I can’t help asking, knowing wolves or Lycans don’t shift as young as Raven, let alone being able to beat a strong Alpha.

“I am asking you as a friend, not as Luna of Sundrop Gem. I need to know more about our gracious hosts, and I suspect few others in this castle would tell me the truth.” She sighs and pulls a faintly purplish-gray dress from her wardrobe. “I don’t like talking about this.” “And I apologize for asking.” My eyes water. “But my father lies dead. I need to know.” “You can change behind that screen, if you like.” She gestures to a folding screen, then pulls down the high neck of her dress to reveal four thin, jagged scars in a row. “Blanca—Queen Raven, as you know her—can control animals. Once, we were having a disagreement, and she sicced a cat on me. It nearly tore my throat open.”