Ravenclaw Ghost Novels & Stories

I slowly brought my head up seeing a black cloak with the Ankh symbol on it, Professor Zaro, I gave a grin in my eyebrows colliding together trying to stay positive. “Looking for something.” He said holding out an old-white construction paper folded in his hand holding it out for me. I nodded hesitantly to get the paper but grabbed mumbling an apology sprinted back up to the top, roughly closed the door frightened on what just happened. That is why they call him scary, he gives a back shivering aroma of death. “Lavender are you ok, you look like you just saw a ghost.” “Oh how rude.” A high pitch Dutch like voice said as the same ghost popped its head out of the wall strutting away with poise

“Yes, of course. If not tonight, then tomorrow. We have much to discuss.” “Yes, we do.” I nodded. “But could I take a quick peek behind the curtain? I’m curious.” Raven chuckled. “It’s an invisibility spell, so no one gets curious, and we don’t attract attention.” She motioned with her head toward the empty field. “Come on.” She pulled back an invisible curtain, and tall, beautiful elves with blonde hair stood guard in front of a castle. Students and members of the coven walked around the grounds, talking of hurrying to a class.

said Jackson . " Maybe that's why am a ravenclaw. " replied Cynthia smiling . " Sorry.... you are a what ? " asked Jackson . " They are muggles Cynthia. " said Davina. " Oh okay ! am sorry . " replied Cynthia. " Never mind ! I don't know what you guys are talking about but it sounds cool ... ravenclaw and muggles. " said Jackson Clueless about what these things actually are . Cynthia Broke into a laugh.

Lyra asked, her obsidian blade appearing in a flurry of violet sparks. The Shadow-Heir didn't answer with words. He raised the rusted scalpel, and the air around him turned into "Grey Static." He was a "Narrative Ghost," a version of Kaelen that would have existed if Lyra had never found the Shadow Claws, if the silver-poison had been allowed to finish its work.

"And we see what they want." The two of them moved forward, sticking to the trees and keeping their distance from the group of rebels. As they neared a clearing, Lia spotted them—a group of wolves, their faces weathered and scarred, their eyes sharp with suspicion. They weren’t purebloods. They were Greykin, like her. One of them stepped forward, a woman with silver hair and a black cloak that blended seamlessly into the shadows. Her eyes, like Cassian’s, glowed with a fierce intensity, and she immediately assessed them, her gaze flicking from Lia to Cassian.

Adrastus and April will change your view of the entire dragon realm. Finally, if you're secretly a Harry Potter fanatic, Ravenclaw Academy: Quinley's reign will have you addicted in no time, watch out though-this is not a young children series as it ties in with my Hellraiser trilogy and has dark themes as an introduction to Hell comes in the form of a young demon who arrives at the Academy.

It was like a dead human with the strangest appearance. Elongated nails that were as black as the dark night. A body that seems to be fading she could almost call it a ghost if not for the fact that she was really looking at it. No form of nose, eyes mouth or ears, just a black foggy head. What was it? Suddenly, bright reddish orbs blazed open from the formless head and looked straight at her, spellbinding her that she just couldn't look away. There was a flash of something in its eyes that if she had blinked, she would have missed it.

On their 1st encounter, she observed that Raven become unfazed with the aid of using the sight of vampires, calm to a suspicious degree—mixed alongside together along with his charter, she becomes confused if she had sucked blood from someone of a splendid statue! "That's what she said. I do not understand the specifics. because I lived with her, I could not facilitate but examine a good deal of statistics regarding evil spirits. but personally, I'm nevertheless truly an ordinary excessive college student." "You're excellent notwithstanding acquiring your blood sucked with the aid of using me. That would not sound extraordinarily normal to me."

Marcus, the quiet guy from accounting leaned against the door, arms crossed, with a bitter smirk twisting his lips. “McAllen,” he said. “You’ve been looking real happy lately. I see you enjoy your late night with the boss.” My stomach dropped. “What the hell are you talking about?” He stepped closer, I could see the jealousy in his eyes. “ I saw you leaving the private elevator. Looking like a man whose ass has taken some cock. You’re not the first, you know. The Ghost destroys anyone who tries to get close. You’re just the latest toy.” “The Ghost?” I laughed it off, but my voice sounded shaky even to me. “Sounds like some movie legend bullshit.”

A magic circle glowed under their feet, signalling that the teleportation spell had been activated. But before they could move- DUARRR! The walls of the room suddenly exploded, fragments scattering in all directions. The explosion sent Raven flying backwards, hitting the table hard. It hurt! Her ears were ringing, her vision was slightly blurred. However, among the billowing dust, she saw something that made her breath freeze. From behind the ruins, a tall figure slowly walked in. Unlike the other shadow creatures, this figure had a more tangible form. His long black cloak fluttered in the wind, while under the hood that covered his face, a pair of glowing red eyes stared directly at Raven.