Ravenclaw Blanket Novels & Stories

It threw me in fear but I did not express my panic openly, I chested it with the determination to find who it was and every other thing. It was a traditional night so I put on a blue crocheted shirt with big black cargo pants and black loafers. Each student was to wear something that was unique to their lineage and so for me, the only thing that survived with me into Ravenlake academy was the dark brown knitted bracelet my father gave to me. It wasn't an ordinary one, it was an enchanted bracelet that was meant to help me whenever it wished - according to what I was told, but I didn't always wear it. So as soon as I got a room at Ravenlake, I kept it hidden in my wardrobe.

Her voice came in a whisper. “You are back.” The seamstress nodded, her expression grave. “Yes. Bring me Shadow. Now!” The woman didn’t hesitate. She set the basket of thread on the nearby table and hurried out through the side door. The seamstress began preparing, hands moving fast. She took out a small piece of gray-lilac fabric, the same color Lyra had used to hide the parchment and laid it flat on the table. Her heart pounded as she waited. Minutes later, the woman returned, the faint sound of wings brushing her cloak. Perched on her shoulder was a raven, its feathers glossy black. Its intelligent eyes gleamed with faint purple-blue reflections under the lantern’s glow.

I thought about the key piece, and the Academy, and all the answers I might find there about what really happened to my parents. I thought about Prince Riven, and the way he'd looked at me like he knew I was stronger than I showed. Maybe it was time to prove him right. I stood up slowly, my legs shaking as I quickly wiped the tears from my eyes. "I'll be right back. I just want to... pick some herbs for the tea," I said to them with a smile. "Of course, sweetheart," Mama said. "Take your time." The Oylip and the Wolf's bane was exactly where Lyra said it would be, growing wild at the edge of the garden. I picked a handful of the innocent-looking leaves, my hands trembling so badly I could ba

"The Raven Order is already there." A sudden alarm bell echoed throughout the academy. Once. Twice. Three times. Every teacher looked toward the sky. A flock of black ravens circled above Willowbrook. Hundreds of them. Each bird carried a strip of crimson cloth tied around one leg. Magnus's expression turned grim. "The Ravens have sent a challenge." One bird broke away from the flock and landed on the academy gate. Attached to its leg was a sealed black scroll. Alden carefully removed it. Breaking the seal, he unfolded the parchment.

Saw Isolde's small, triumphant smile. "—Isolde Ravenclaw." The world stopped.

"Yes, much better. Thank you." As they ate, Aunt Cleo seemed to be contemplating something. Aqua noticed the thoughtful expression on her face and waited patiently. After they finished breakfast, Aunt Cleo stood up and walked over to a small chest on the mantelpiece. She opened it and retrieved a delicate silver pendant, its center adorned with a shimmering blue gemstone. "Aqua, there's something I want to give you," Aunt Cleo said, holding out the pendant. "This has been in our family for generations. It's a protection charm and will help you control your powers."

I said and he seemed to now remember. “You mean, a fabric from Ravenclaw of a man that was beheaded after insulting an alpha is what you're holding,” he asked and I nodded, living in Ravenclaw from birth, there was something I knew, every high lord and lady got to customize their clothing and looking at the background shiny white wool that was part of this blue fabric that added a shiny flare to the fabric, I knew only Pete or someone from his home had this sort of fabric. “So, this is revenge then?” Caleb announced and it hit me, Ryan was beheaded, just as Pete was.

Belle sat up in bed, using the buttons on the side to adjust the positioning as the nurse had shown her. The book, white with a pentacle on the cover, described the basics of witchcraft in terms even a layman could understand. Her older sister had been kind enough to drop it off, along with a change of clothing and a box of Thornton's continental—her favourite chocolates. According to this book, the spell Damien cast on her would be returned to him threefold.

Beyond this window was dead silence. I turn around and halt immediately. Corvu had been standing right behind me, shirtless, and I had no idea. It was clear that having this kind of lifestyle pays him well in body image. My attention is caught by the odd light blue markings around his shoulders. They weren’t discoverable while he was dressed, but the celtic knots were in full view now. I don’t move as he touches the amulet dangling around my neck, brushing my skin gently with his fingers. Leaning down to face me closer he asks, “So where did you acquire this, anyway?” It took me a moment to process the question with how close he was to me. I’ve had a boyfriend before, but I wasn’t used to gu

“Oh, do I have wild magic?“ Jamie asked. “Yes.“ was the simple reply from Fluff. With that, they ran to the Royal Kennels. ==================== 8 hours later Raoul was sat at his desk in his office. He was supposed to be going through stock orders for the Royal Stables but he could not concentrate today. Blackthorn had come out of hiding and was pacing at the back of his mind. Raoul was staring at the present he had got Kitten. It was a silver bracelet with black opals and a silver wolf charm. He had spelled the black opals with a high-level protection spell. He was taking no chances with her.