Ravenclaw Aesthetic 소설 & 이야기

“Bring the Black Coast shipment codes, the account access, and every fucking file you stole.” A sob caught painfully in my throat. What the hell were they talking about? “I swear I don’t know anything,” I whispered desperately. “I don’t even know who Ravens is.” One of the men barked out a laugh. “Damn. She really clueless.” “Not our fucking problem,” another muttered. The gun pressed harder into my skin and my breathing immediately turned shaky again. “You hear that, Ravens?” the man said into the phone. “Fourteen hours before we paint the floor with her brains.”

“The merc company Raijin and I formed is called Conspiracy of Ravens. Where we’re from, a raven’s a large black bird that’s ridiculously smart, opportunistic, and tricky. They do whatever it takes to survive, and it kinda represents our modus operandi to a T.” All of them mulled over Eva’s words for a few moments before Doreth chipped in her thoughts. “Let’s add a little Drogar flair to your Ravens,” she said. “We’ve got a similar bird - Ventrii Stalkers. They’re these hunter/fishers that’re smaller and less aggressive than Avicii Raptors, but definitely smarter and way more agile.” “Oh, good pick,” added Severas. “Most birds on the planet are in constant conflict with each other. The war co

“Not interested.” Ash smirked like I had just challenged him. “We will see about that.” I left the hall before Cruz could show up. I did not want both of them circling me before the day had even begun. Classes at Ravenlake were nothing like normal schools. There were no lessons about history or math. Everything was designed to sharpen instincts and strengthen the wolf. Physical drills, tactical sparring, endurance runs through the thick forest surrounding the academy. By midday, my muscles burned and sweat clung to my skin.

And they were walking towards me. Azraiel's heart dropped in his stomach as soon as he heard her describe those wolves. The ones she was talking about were rouges. Rouges are the wolves that don't live in a pack because they have been either banished for a crime or lost their sanity for reasons like losing a mate. Not all rouges are dangerous. They are weaker than other werewolves due to their lost connection to a pack but stronger than an average human. The rouges that form a pack together become stronger and their insanity often leads them to harm others. Five rouges together seem like they were part of a rouge pack. And then there was Richard. He was glad that Charlotte ran away from him

Omem made hers, with a red ribbon, to hang over the large fireplace in the library for the rest of the winter, in honor of Cerridwen, the Celtic mother goddess. Silke chose yellow ribbons for her grain doll. ‘That means Spirit and decisiveness,’ said Liza, ‘action and wealth.’ Silke smiled a little, her eyes kept sliding to Raven. He kept ignoring her and that annoyed her immensely, Maddie saw. Maddie smiled and was surprised at how she felt about that. She was glad he ignored Silke, but she wasn't sure why. Raven thought purple was the most beautiful color. ‘Fits your name as a messenger,’ Laughed Jente.

He nod head and drove off. I walked to the front of the building, staring at the top of the building “ROYAL ACADEMY”. A car honked beep beep “ quit staring and move out of the way” the driver shouted. “ shit sorry” she shouted back. Walking into the building, the entrance is so beautiful and elegant, it is painted with a dark blue and red color, the reception office is by side and other side lead down the hall. Walking up to the reception office, a lady in deep green and white was behind the desk

“You look like a great ancestor. “ Irene set a wreath of lunar flowers on our head attached to a gossamer veil before Raven gave her the bouquet of twenty-seven flowers. “Are you ready?” Raven asked, meeting her gaze. “I am.” Adolf looked in the mirror adjusting his white robes and cinching silver rope around his waist. “Ha, only you can make temple robes look that good!” He glanced at Henry through the mirror and grinned. “I hear the Raymond genes are very strong.” Henry laughed as Adolph turned back to his reflection. He liked this look a lot more than the formal, straight lines of his suit. There was something ancient and powerful about the look.

I wanted to be feminine tonight and Ted wasn't needed at all. "Iris," He said and took my hands, bringing it to his lips as he placed a soft kiss on all of my knuckles. I felt quite irksome but I had to endure for a reason. "My name is McMahon. I am the Alpha of Ravenclaw," I raised my brows. I had heard about McMahon of Ravenclaw and his rakish habits. Now that I was seeing him in person, I believed the rumors. He had a panty dropping smile and a pair of blue eyes that could undress you. I wasn't going to lie but his eyes were doing something to me.

The entire Starveil Caravan is there, along with the cursed individuals we've taken in, several of the Triarchs' representatives, and even a few curious locals. I wear a dress made from dreamstuff—silver and flowing, adorned with patterns that shift like living things. Riven helped me design it, and it's the most beautiful thing I've ever worn. Kael wears formal black, with his Bloodwraith Mark visible through a strategically placed opening in his shirt. He refused to hide it. Said it's part of who he is now, and he's not ashamed of it anymore. He's breathtaking.

It rivalled the palaces wherein royalty and the Aristocracy resided. A greater massive cover mattress. Priceless antiques and artwork have been everywhere. The mattress turned into blanketed with a lovely crimson velvet blanket which was regarded as extraordinarily soft. From the wallpaper right all the way down to the smallest particles, the entirety turned selected cautiously in aesthetics. The room turned into a massive sufficient to soak up a maximum of the second one ground, however, regardless of the way you checked out it, it did now no longer appear to be Raven's room. Rather, all of the designs in view have been pretty feminine.