Raven Spell Novels & Stories

​Sitting perched gracefully upon the narrow sill of an open arched window was a small, sleek raven with striking, luminous golden eyes. ​"Human King," the raven spoke again, its beak moving as the eerie, echoing voice resounded through the air. ​Before any of the humans could react, a sharp, crackling sound filled the room. Black, shadowy violet magic erupted around the windowsill. The sound of breaking bones, stretching tendons, and shifting mass echoed through the quiet chamber as the bird’s small body elongated and warped violently. Feathers dissolved into wisps of dark mist, muscles repaired and expanded in seconds, and within the span of two heartbeats, the raven vanished.

Megumi's eyes smiles as she points at something that looks like a mirror maze, she smiled at me and said, "Let's go there!" Smiling at me like that is a foul play Megumi, how can I say no now? Of course I can't so I grabbed her hands and lead her there. The students greeted us and said, "Welcome to our class's Wonderland. If you manage to find the tunnel's end withing 15 minutes, you get a prize of okonomiyaki, a japanese vegetable pancake. So are you in?" I dropped some bills on the entrance and entered with Megumi. Inside was quite dark and filled with mirrors making it quite confusing and scary but Megumi actually seems to enjoy it just when she was about to bumped into a mirror, I pulled

The others pulled the net on their ends. Raven immediately collapsed to the ground. The net is enchanted, I realized. Designed to counter shadow magic. “No!” I roared. Raven screamed as the net held her to the ground. She thrashed, trying her best to get up. Her arms and legs were tangled in the mesh. I hadn't sent Raven look so weak, so powerless. Not in a long time. As I chased, I saw the black threads emerging from her palm again. They hit the net and fizzled out uselessly.

"I won't let them harm us." Aunt Cleo's voice sliced through the air like a warning bell, her words laced with urgency and gravity. "Aqua, you need to grasp the true threat of the coven. They're not just ordinary casters. Each possesses unique abilities, ranging from unnaturally swift regeneration and inhuman strength to the sinister power to manipulate creatures and even people, turning them into spies. Some even boast of an unnerving form of immortality, extending their lives far beyond the natural order. And worst of all, they have the terrifying capability to absorb the powers of other casters."

I shot back, and he glared at me. “Whatever.” With that, he strode off. My fingers curled into a fist at the sound of the door slamming shut. Even though I knew this wasn't my business, I knew my father too well. If he gave someone something like that, there was definitely a deeper meaning attached to it. Ravenchi will never give anything for free. I looked down at myself. My cock had already softened. Tsk! Colt. Such a cum blocker.

I place the cards in between us and Grayson grabs them. “Count me in, I’m here so there’s no way I can get out of being used, so I may as well try to win.” Try being the word, I don’t lose often. He begins shuffling and a few minutes later Raven returns looking bright-eyed and fresh. She sits down and grins at Emmett. “Next time, you have to repay me with a show.” She looks at Emmett and winks. “Next time? So I’m going to have to knock before entering my own room from now on?” He glares at her waiting.

he said with his eyes blazing gold this time around. He knew what he did to attain this position but his new people, the wolves he now ruled would have stoned him right here if they knew. Yes! He worked for Raven, doing all her spying just to be the ruler which had been his goal and now that he had gotten it he was happy. Raven was not after the death of the wolves and whatever creatures but after Tartal alone, he and his family. He walked away with his men following him, they would be meeting with the rest of the pack at the 'Elite Cavern'

Raven’s POV “Damien!” I screamed, rage ripping through my throat. I ran straight toward him, but before I could even reach him, he lifted his hand and flicked his wrist. The air cracked like thunder. I flew backward, slamming into the cave wall. The stone tore through my back, and before I could move, an invisible force pinned me there. My body trembled under his spell. “Stay still, Raven,” he said, his voice calm but filled with poison. He took a slow step toward me, his eyes glowing with that terrible golden fire. “You never learn, do you?”

‘Remember, Esmee has forgotten that her magic is mature,’ said Wolf, ‘use Moon's herbs. Raven gave him a hug. ‘Thank friend for wanting to be the knowing,’ said Raven, ‘I know what you're giving up is tough.’ ‘It's less hard than losing your love in oblivion,’ growled Rodolf, ‘besides, I can help Wolf a little more with the investigation of the Zaeafranen and whatever else comes your way.’ Raven nodded. ‘Remember the spell that in danger causes me to be summoned.’ Rodolf promised that. He shook hands with Raven and Wolf, watched them disappear together as if dissolved. Rodolf went back inside. Everything seemed so normal, but everything had changed so much.

“Then the threat isn’t over.” “No,” Killian said, wrapping his arms around her. “This was a warning.” --- Later that night, Raven stood alone at the edge of the grove. The stars still burned, but something heavy sat on her chest. Killian joined her in silence. “I felt something, Killian,” she whispered. “When I cast that spell—it wasn’t just instinct. It felt ancient like it came from the very blood in my veins.” He looked at her, thoughtful. “You said the pact binds us to the land. Maybe that’s what you were channeling.”