Ravenclaw Blanket Novels & Stories

Something shoots out from the center of them. Dagar. He hits the ground on his knees, sliding across the dirt as if something shoved him forward. He braces a hand against the ground, trying to steady himself. The ravens tighten around him, responding to his pull even as he fights to stay grounded. He raises his hand, and the ravens obey. They spiral down and slam into Rowena as she steps out of the forest—one of the split copies already moving toward him. The impact should have taken her off her feet, but she lifts her hand, and a burst of white light flashes outward. The ravens scatter instantly, forced back by the brightness. A spell she has used before. It blinds the ravens, bothers them,

My brow furrowed as I squinted to make sure of what I was seeing, yet the thing remained there. “Are you seeing what I’m seeing, Colt?” I asked, my eyes locked on the shining silver object as I stepped forward. I didn’t wait for his response before I grabbed it. From afar, I thought it was a tiny gleaming snake until my hand caught it, only for me to realize it was a single strand of hair. Silver hair? A shining strand of… hair? Who on earth had silver hair? “What is that?” Colt asked as he snatched the hair from my hand, his eyes fixed on it as if he were trying to unravel its mystery.

If anyone could keep my mate alive, it was her. As I pushed open the heavy wooden door, the scent of burning sage and crushed herbs washed over me. Candles flickered faintly on shelves lined with jars of dried plants and strange powders. The air was warm, humming softly with magic. Raven was already there, standing near the low wooden bed in the center of the room. Her silver hair was braided down her back, her dark robes brushing the floor. She had always been like this quiet but always ready, as though she knew things before they happened.

The parchment arrived before dawn, carried on the back of a black-feathered raven. It landed on the stone balcony outside Kade’s chambers, talons scraping the railing as it tilted its head in a way that felt too deliberate to be natural. Its eyes glimmered with a strange, intelligent sheen, and its beak clutched a roll of blood-red vellum bound in silver thread. The pack had seen ravens before. But this—this was no ordinary bird.

Revna abruptly came to a stop in the middle of the hall and her cold eyes met the concerned ones of Rune, a glowing shade of violet. She gulped. “I'm fine,” she uttered then walked past him but he grabbed her wrist, it was like a wave of electricity crashed through her veins at his touch and just as quickly, she whipped her hand from his grip and bared her teeth at him, eyes flaring a brighter color of anger. Rune regained from his shock and stepped back, lifting his hands in surrender. “Hey, you don't have to bare your teeth at me, I was only trying to help,”

The Ravens were treated to yet another security station close to the end of the walkway, perhaps 20 meters away from the entrance to the building. And the Royal Guards stationed here were a little bit different from the regular ones. Their uniforms were a deep, dark burgundy. It was so dark that it was almost purplish-black. And there were no other highlights on their uniforms, silver or not. At the station, the Ravens went through yet another round of careful vetting, And they also witnessed another changing of their guard. The Matriarch’s Royal Guard handed over the Ravens to these shadowy Royal Guards, then went back the way they came.

I suggested putting the basket down and spreading the blanket. We’d picked the blanket because one side is waterproof, and the other is a warm fleece. “We’re having a picnic?” Riko exclaimed as she finally noticed the basket I was carrying. “You bet. Elijah made a picnic dinner for the four of us to enjoy before we walk around the trellis as it gets darker and the lights really stand out.” I explained. “Awe, this is such a sweet date.” she smiled as Elijah helped her settle down on the blanket.

Ravan said and lightly pecked Reva’s lip before leaving to get his one last work done for shabbier sheikh. on same day in late evening when Ravan was busy in between completing shabbier task he received an extremely disturbed call from Julia maa because of which Ravan abruptly headed back to his mansion which he had named as ‘Reva and Ravan Mansion’, where upon reaching back to his mansion in his hall room saw his Julia maa and Roma crying hard, seeing which he was little stunned however upon questioning Julia maa reason for her whimper she simply pointed her finger towards his sofa where something was covered in white sheet which had blood stains on it, Ravan quickly walked towards his sofa

I immediately opened my drawer and pulled out the secret compartment. When I saw what was inside my blood suddenly came to life. It's been a long time since I have ever used it. Well, it's a dark red cloak that has a design of a black raven on the back of it. I quickly put it on and took my mask well it's a gold mask that has a touch of silver on the edge. I quickly pressed my orvix and thought of the thing I wanted to get and in a flash, the thing that I needed was already in my hands.

My counterattack will have to be timed in accordance with my pack warriors' ambush into the hall. "Perhaps I can be of help." Raven suddenly piped up, her voice equally melodic as Nari's. There was a knowing look on her face, confidence emanating from her smile. Her eyes flitted to Uncle Reynold's for a brief second, gleaming triumphantly. She waved her hand and called out, "Revelare." I have heard the spell before. Raven had just chanted a spell to reveal the black onyx stone which Annabelle had hidden under a cloaking spell.