Ravenclaw Pictures Novels & Stories

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.

Meeting: Rowling stood at the bow of the ship watching the cliff as the pulled into Raven’s Peak two other ships trailed behind him. Rowling's ship was a deep dark cherrywood, he had liked the cherry color of it because it reminded him of blood stained wood. He wanted the fear aspect to be in everything he did. His sails were a deep dark blood red and his personal flag was white with a sword hanging above a headless man’s body. He even named the ship Trepidation. It was written on the side of the ship in deep dark bold letters.

She then moved her hand to point her black almond nail toward the last two, "Finally we have Prince Kavan, accompanied by King Abram Rouault of the Tawny Owl Harpy Clan." Tawny owls, The servant girl put everything into place mentally, tawny owls are a suitable match for Raven Harpy standards. Prince Kavan has the best chance in this room on looks alone, despite being the smallest out of all of the males here. The Raven Queen's next words cut through the servant's thoughts like ice, "Do go and get our guests some refreshments and beverages now, will you?"

He called out across the classroom as paint brushes and palettes began to clatter in the sinks. As soon as I had washed and tidied away my things, I grabbed my bag and headed out of the building. The sun shining once again, but today it felt hotter. Our summers were always boiling and days like today, was when a lot of the male wolves would all cool themselves down in the lake, but somehow they’d always turn it into some sort of frat party that the girls would squeal in excitement to attend the moment they were invited or heard word the males were there. “RAVEN!” I heard a deep voice call from behind me and as I turned around, I could see Leo walking towards me.

The bird screeched in pain to accept the changes happening in its body. The beak of the raven was separated into two halves and thus forming the lower part as mouth and the upper part as a nose. The claws of Raven become legs, while the wings of raven shaping of hands with fingers and nails. After the sufferings of struggle, Eggy the raven changed its appearance from a small raven to Raven-Wizard. The Raven-wizard looks like the man dressed with a hood on his head with crow-shaped painted eyes and raven wings. The man looked like he was armoured partially.

Blame straightened her face, trying so hard not to look too proud of herself. From the enchanted mirror, a fragmented marble wall flicked through, its pieces covering most of the mirror’s features. Slowly, four square walls embossed itself on it, painted with two snakes coiling around a staff (for Blight’s Clinic), a barn owl holding a pair of books (for the Library), crisscrossing test tubes (for the Contour’s Testing Ground), and a dozing crown (for the Students’ Quarter). “You put this—” Reigna raised one postcard, its corners punctured by gold lining and a minuscule school’s crest. “—here and wait for the hole to process it.”

He added and their shoulders sagged in relief. Finlay made sure they were a tad comfortable with his presence before he began. "My apologies if this might throw you a bit off, but have you seen any black photo album? There's a three-eyed Raven as the design and below it is captioned 'The only way to life is death," There was a short pause as the servants exchanged glances, whilst Finally put his hands behind him, trying as much as he could to appear calm and collected because inside of him was doing a battle with fear.

“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!”

“What kind of royal marriage is that… if only….” She cast a lamenting glance at Clara and sighed. Other women looked at both young women. Clara was a well-traveled and well-educated beauty who immediately entranced you, with soft golden hair and huge grey eyes. Her lineage traced back to great generals. She looked like a model—a perfect Lycan Princess. Leah, on the other hand, was merely five feet tall, had just graduated late from high school, and had a human slave for a father and a deserted warrior for a mother.

Gone was the comfy living room Raeann thought she was sitting in, and instead the gobsmacked werewolf was sitting on the back of a Cerberus, its three heads peering at her with a half-grin on its face. "What kind of fuckery is this!” Raeann screamed, leaping off the back of the huge animal, and staring wildly around. Her grandparent's living room used to be the size of an average country lounge...not anymore. Raeann was standing in the middle of a large study hall, each wall lined with books, and a tall ladder reached the ceiling on every side, used for access to the higher volumes as students scrambled up to reach whatever it was they were looking for. There were creatures wandering around