Ravenclaw Blue Novels & Stories

Which he isn't wrong, but still, indeed a car, I just don't want it I need it. "Morning", the deep but shuttle voice like a dark angel came to our mist. I turned around to find a nicely dressed Bryan. He wore an unbuttoned leather jacket that complimented his nice arms, with a grey shirt underneath that had some logo on it. His hair covered a side of his face which I think highlighted his deep blue eyes, due the very dark shade of black of his hair. He had that, 'I'm not trying to be hot but happen to be', kinda look, he could blow the whole cheerleading squad away with this look. You could never imagine him cutting g the way he looked.

I quickly opened my eyes and turned back only to witness a DRAGON… A dragon with dark blue colored scaled all over body and wide spread wings standing in between me, Draco and sorcerers Ken flying head…. This blue Dragon tall not as tall as Draco Dragon, yet he looked very strong and powerful…. I tentatively watched that his wings and long tail were delicately covered in some green colored runes, they looked familiar yet different…. under dark night sky with shallow light from stars above us his bright dark blue sparkling scales were making him look like a rare Sapphire Gemstone… I was dumb folded… and only watched as this blue Dragon again let out a monstrous growl and opened his mouth and

” Darius explained as everyone stared at me in shock and dread or to be specific, my hands on the throne arm. Seeing that I saw Darius get burnt, I knew they weren’t bluffing in the least. But how come I was touching it easily and painlessly? Was it because I was the Blueblood? I highly doubted that. I stared at the throne and circled it to come to the front before sitting. The throne seemed the welcome me and loosened up for me to relax. They gasped again and moved backward, murmuring. “What is this omen?” “Am I seeing correctly??”

The force of the blow threw his unhealed frame across the room, his back smashing into the wooden wardrobe with a sickening crack before he collapsed into the corner, groaning in agony as his shoulder wounds instantly tore open, soaking his white shirt in dark red blood. "Rohan..." I tried to scream, but the purple grip around my throat tightened, cutting off my voice entirely. Ravena stepped further into the room, closing the door behind her with a soft click. Her eyes weren't the standard brown of a pack rogue anymore. They were burning with a brilliant, permanent purple fire that lit up the dark room, the raw, ancient power of the Rogue King rolling off her skin in thick, visible waves of

Aurora pov How could I have been so careless? In all the things he has been saying, red rank is not the ultimate. During one of our classes, Lord Fletcher, my teacher, had told us that there was a rank after red. The legendary rank that only comes out once in a thousand talented werewolves. The blue color. According to him, it is only seen as a myth and fairy tales, with no official record of a blue rank. but surely the rankings didn't just end in red.

They wouldn't be able to hide for so long without making a mistake on their part. “Yeah…their eye color would change back to normal, which is always black, whenever they are triggered or angry”. Raven's eye color had always been gray, and when she was angered it turned more grayish. “You don’t think they have been the one attacking us all this while”. Gale said, his brows furrowed in thought. “No thier method of killing is quite crafty, they can kind of suck out the life of the person with their dark spells, without hurting them physically”.

The castle was breathtaking, so when Jamira went to open the blue doors, I felt like my lungs were empty. In the room was silver all around. The black sun shone above the middle of the room. The roof, a circular hole. In the center of the room were 3 thrones. Two big ones, and a smaller one in between. The one on the right was red obsidian, the one on the left was a bright silver crystal that was see-threw, and the one in the middle was a blue azurite. I knew that the one in the middle was for me. It was the same color as my eye. As gorgeous as the room was, no one was in it.

Aaron asked as they got to where the rest were. “This fell,” Ivana answered, stepping back to allow Aaron and Zera to see what she spoke about. It was a lifeless owl lying on the ground. Though it was dead, its eyes were wide open and glowing in shades of blue. Blue was the last colour an owl’s eyes should have. This was strange, and she could swear she had seen that shade of blue before. It was very familiar. Zera gasped and stepped back in fear, realising who had those shades of blue eyes. Lionel.

𝒓 𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒎𝒆𝒍 𝒃𝒆𝒂𝒖𝒕𝒚 𝒊𝒏 𝒂 𝒚𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒐𝒘 𝒇𝒍𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒚 𝒈𝒐𝒘𝒏. 𝑯𝒆𝒓 𝒃𝒍𝒖𝒆 𝒃𝒂𝒅𝒈𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒕𝒘𝒐 𝒇𝒊𝒔𝒉𝒆𝒔 𝒅𝒊𝒔𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒚𝒆𝒅 𝒐𝒏 𝒊𝒕, 𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒆𝒔 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒊𝒅𝒆 𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒕𝒚 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒂𝒄𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘𝒍𝒆𝒈𝒆𝒅 𝒂𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒍𝒖𝒆 𝒎𝒂𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒏 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒑𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒄𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝑷𝒊𝒔𝒄𝒆𝒔 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒕(𝑴𝒆𝒓𝒎𝒂𝒊𝒅𝒆 𝒔𝒆𝒄𝒕).

Let me see your finger," Raven said. I showed Raven my finger, and she quickly pricked my finger with a needle. "What are you doing?" My mom asked "I am casting a spell to find Claire's location. Since Gwen is Claire's Mate and they have finished the Mating Process, I should be able to track her with Gwen's blood," Raven said Raven took a bowl from her bag and put the same green liquid inside. Then, she put the needle she pricked my finger with into the bowl. It started to boil and turn a bright yellow. Then, she took something that looked like a compass and put it in the liquid. After a few minutes, she took the compass out.