Ravenclaw Blue Novels & Stories

Daiji continued, introducing the pair of Kitsune flanking them with a jerk of his head in each of their directions. “Tsk, tsk, tsk, girl. Get any angrier and you’ll be as crimson as my nails,” Navin spoke…and wiggled her fucking fingers in my face. “I got them done just before we left to come here. I wanted yellow, but I figured Soaré would be wearing the color.”

I don't know how often I told off some guy who saw me walking home from the bus stop and made some creepy comment. I wonder if dad ever realized making me go to these schools with uniforms just play into the average boy's fantasy of Asian girls in a school uniform. They need to learn the difference between reality and delusions. I sighed, looking at my reflection. This school's uniform was red, black, and white color palette. My red plaid skirt touched my knees, a matching plaid tie popped against the crisp white dress shirt under the black jacket with white edging and a shield with the letters RW stitched into the lapel.

Is it another gift? She rubbed her eyes and opened it up to find a gown. Pulling it out from the box, she stood up and laid it on the bed to get a better look at it. It was a cerulean blue open back gown with marshmallow white ombre at the bottom with white flowers embroidery vertically on top. It was a rather simple yet stunning design. Clara had never said it out loud but blue was actually one of her favorite color, as an artist, she was not supposed to have a single favorite color but if she had to choose, she would go with blue over and over again.

The return itself had already made a statement. And the school was listening. The main hall of Obscura Arcanum was never truly quiet. Even in winter. Voices echoed off vaulted stone ceilings. Footsteps layered in overlapping rhythms as students carried trunks toward their respective houses. The banners overhead shifted faintly in the air currents, Everley’s deep blue and silver nearest the eastern stair, Hawthorne’s forest green toward the west, Nerezza’s dark crimson lining the shadowed corridor, and the gold-threaded black of Aurelian hanging alone near the center like a reminder of something reclaimed.

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.

The screams gave way to a low, continuous growl that vibrated through the very floor. Where Nate had been, a wolf now stood. It was the most beautiful and terrifying thing Kieran had ever seen. Its fur was a silky, shimmering midnight blue, a color Kieran had never seen in any wolf, ever. White wolves were rare, legends whispered about them. But blue? It was unprecedented, a color stolen from the deep night sky just before true darkness fell. Yet, this breathtaking beauty was marred, as if the transformation had been stopped midway. Jagged, pitch-black streaks, covered the entire left side of its powerful body, a stark, violent contrast to the luminous blue.

“You are a magic user.” “Magic!” Fear surged through me immediately. In the Ravenclaw pack, the only thing worse than an Omega was a magic user. Without thinking, I grabbed him by the arm. “Run, now!” “Run!”

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.

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.

I ask. “Deacon will arrange for your belongings to get to you, try not to worry and just focus on making your new life here. I know this is a difficult time but I'm sure you will be happy here, we will work everything out to make this transition as easy as possible for you,” she says as we walk through a maze of glass and marble corridors. We exit the building into a courtyard with a huge fountain in the middle. The water comes out through four spouts. Above each spout is a large crystal. Clarrisa stops walking for a moment to let me look at it. “Each crystal represents a house at our Academy. You have been assigned to Ruby for the time being,” she motions to the red stone. “You can easily i