Ravenclaw Merch Novels & Stories

Cullen leaned against the doorway, his arms crossed as he watched Raven fiddle with the chain around his neck. “So, about that pendant,” he said, gesturing to the chain around Raven’s neck. “That terrifying thing? It’s not mine. Just saying so you don't forget..” Raven’s fingers brushed the glowing pendant protectively. “I heard you the first time. But I’m keeping it anyway.” “Sure,” Cullen replied with a shrug. “It looks like it's going to be worth a lot of cash, though. Don’t you want to sell it off?”

he frowned "If you want your death so soon, wait on the third day. Everything ends then. This alliance should never have been and it needs to be broken. Just so you know, we now have the book of plans you've set out, the evil plans against the humans. You plan to destroy us and rule over us" "Three days! Raven's going to be killed by my hands" Mr Tartal said The intruders left immediately while the hall remained tainted with blood. Luca was cuffed on the wrist with a strange metal ring.

Can't believe I went out, with one of these circus clowns. "Look Deran, your name ain't on the parking spot, just find another it's no big deal. You don't have to be so immature about it", I said with an obvious eye roll and a bitch struck face. He returned my glare with a smile and signaled all his friends to back off.

‘Rodolf looked at him incredulously. ‘Just read it,’ said Raven, ‘the solutions are there!’ ‘Yes, but gray magic? Why didn't you ever say anything about that?‘ ‘It's not black Rodolph, it's all going to be fine,’ Raven promised. He said that if Rodolf no longer needed the booklet, he should give it back to him right away. 'Raven?' 'Yes?' ‘And that ring? The weapon on that ring, with that full moon with wings in front of it? ‘

In fact, she was so stunned she barely know how to respond. “Why?” she asked. “You’re simply the next big thing right now,” said Szereth. “Lots of Drogar here in the city are talking about you. You’ve won a dozen fights and reached the Fourth Tier. So you should consider accepting a few of those OmniCast interviews.” “Interviews?” asked Eva. “Also, a bunch offered to make Ra’ventrii merchandise,” added Alevos. “Robe charms and toy beltknives and little action figures. That would be pretty swell. I suggest doing the action figures. It’s like pressing coins.”

It was her first time speaking that much in class, and now every pair of eyes was on her. The lecturer hesitated, then cleared his throat. “Alright. For your assignment, write extensively on the significance of the ravens.” He smiled faintly. “Meanwhile, you can visit the school museum. There’s a portrait of Queen Elara- the one Monk Alphonso drew. It’s said her beauty was beyond words.” He picked up his notes and paused just before leaving. “Legend says, in the eyes of the Queen, only can the Raven King be restored.” Liana’s head tilted. “In the eyes of the Queen…” she repeated under her breath.

“You see, I too have friends. My friends are a…special kind of friend.” “Witches make trades, not friendships” Raven said out loud, shocking everyone that she could speak. Her voice was soft and delicate but full of power and authority. A few people took steps away from her and some instantly bowed. Devin nodded his head and pointed his finger at her. “You are exactly right! They do make trades. I have been drinking a potion that keeps wolfsbane from hurting me. So, if any of you try to touch me, you will be drugged so, technically, I am untouchable!” Devin laughed.

“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!”

Azraiel exhales and they take their places again. “So”, Azraiel begins, “A blood stained cloth, a book, a moonstone pendant and wolfsbane.” “The pendant is encased in silver.” Charlotte remarks eyeing the moonstone laid out on the table. Azraiel’s brows furrow. “Can I see them?” He asks Charlotte. Charlotte nods, probably thinking about the contents revealed from the bag. He carefully picks up the lilac cloth and sniffs it. The smell is faint but still present. An indescribable look covers his face as he passes the fabric to Theo. “Tell me if you think the same.”

7:00 pm, I stared at my phone once again to see if I had any missed calls or messages, but there were none. I had gotten him some cufflinks made of black diamonds. The cufflinks exuded a noble aura and their black color, excluding an aloof and cold beauty. It was a lucky find, and its color reminded me of Morgan's dark, stormy eyes and his cold nature. I had told them I wanted express delivery, thinking Morgan would receive it as early as possible and decide to call me.