Raven Spell Novels & Stories

"Don't play dumb with me, Raven. I know you were at Damien's territory. I know you had a meeting with him. And now he's dead. I did send you to him, remember?” Raven looked up, her gaze matching mine. "I did not kill him, Alpha Fenrir. I swear it." I took a step closer, my voice dropping to a low menacing growl. "You expect me to believe that? You, were the last person to meet with him…and all of a sudden he is dead. Common Raven make this easy for the both of us.” Raven's face lost its color, but she stood her ground. "I didn't kill him, Alpha. I'm telling the truth. How can a weakling like me kill an alpha like Damien?”

I asked, not sure how they were relevant to anything. “In two weeks, there will be a full moon. I advise you to reach out to your brother, as he might be the only one who can help you from here on out. Do not trust anyone but him, as there are enemies of Luka all around. It is imperative that you help him get out of the spell he is under.” “Spell?” His vague responses were getting on my nerves. Nothing he was saying made any sense to me.

And ran off. “Great performance, Actress Violet.” Rochelle laughed. I wore my gloves and quickly sprayed the flowers with the latex. Now perfume to hide the smell, Rochelle passed me the perfume. “One graze and this wedding will be postponed,” I said “What if, he doesn’t graze it,” Rochelle said. “ He will.” The dressers came in a few minutes later, doing my makeup and helping me wear the high-neck white dress Aleksei Carmene sent me, his name engraved in the hand.

Making me feel like i just asked the worst question. "Well", he said his voice going back to how it usually was, the voice that would make a stranger run for the hills. "Well I'm Bryan Raven, lived in New York most of my life till now. Cause my dad thinks I can jump off our apartment, so here I am being catered by you guys", he said finally with his face going plane. "Well trust me they're way more places to kill yourself here than in New York", i said matter factly trying to lighten his mood. "And you'll also have enough reasons not to, believe me", I said practically whispering it, hoping he heard me. I hope i never give up on him, he deserves so much, he deserves to br fought for.

"Don't get tricked by the size. That's Elder Lynn. Lived for three hundred years. Knows spells that most witches forgot long ago." The seventh gave me chills. Something off about her. Something shadowy. "Raven. Deals in death magic. Necromancy. Can bring back bodies if it comes to that." Violet's tone got lower. "Don't fully trust her. But she's handy. Strong. And she despises Lila more than anybody." "Why?" "Lila took out her sister. A decade back. Raven's been itching for payback ever since." Seven witches. All mighty. All risky. All adding their own special abilities to the fight.

He growled, “You spiked my drink with wolfsbane!” “Let go!” She desperately clung to the thin blanket between them and pounded his chest. “Let me go! How could you do this to me?” Her muddled mind could only register that Clara had spiked his drink with wolfsbane again and set her up like in the past. Though lethal to werewolves, wolfsbane couldn’t kill lycans. Instead, it was used as an aphrodisiac because it lowered their inhibitions. Grabbing her hands, he pushed them above her head as his eyes blazed at the incredulous scene. “What are you trying to do here?”

"Like you said I don’t have a choice. If I don't do this, Rohan’s wedding is ruined, her father starts a war, and I get executed. I have to try." The Seer nodded at my words and began preparing for the spell. She brought a small crystal vial to the table and began pouring strange, iridescent liquids inside, along with a pinch of crushed dried roots and she took a sample of Ravena’s essence and poured it into the vial. "Chant the words on this page, Isabella. And say Ravena’s name at the end." I leaned over the book, focusing on the complex symbols. I began to chant, my voice trembling at first but growing stronger as the magic in my blood responded.

The Raven lifted its head and let out a clear cry, its sound ringing like a Heaven's Bell, causing layers of malevolent energy around it to collapse. It forcefully drew its wings together, then spread them wide again. Countless wind blades condensed from Heaven's Force poured forth like a torrential rain, each blade incomparably sharp, forcibly slicing the devastating pillar into countless fragments. Magma and malevolent energy splashed everywhere, yet none touched even a single feather of the Raven. Instead, they were instantly erased when illuminated by the golden light surrounding it.

Raven knew nothing came without a price. “Again, let’s dispel of the pretense. You will have to drink MY blood.” Raven gasped and knew that the Bitten and the Born shouldn’t risk mixing but speaking to this would expose her. How could she…no. She already felt drawn to pinch herbs as she traveled. She had a pocket full of herbs and medicines she had plucked from the wild as she ventured to follow this Barren into the unknown. Grabbing a handful of them came n her pocket and massaging them, she rolled and folded while she chanted the spell for protection from blood contaminants. Then pause took her. “What if these herbs cause me to lose my mama?” With resolve, she let the herbs loose in her po

Arlene was about to run when Raven suddenly appeared in front of her. "You're not going anywhere," said Raven and tried to chase it when suddenly Arlene uttered a spell "Berzes," Arlene cast a spell then quickly pointed her hand at Raven and a light came out of Arlene's hand and quickly went in Raven's direction. Raven immediately flinched to avoid that. When Raven looked behind her where Arlene had hit earlier, she saw that they had all turned to stone. She looked at Arlene who was currently running away. At first snow white's evil stepmother then now Medusa? Seriously? Who is she imitating?