Ravenloft Novelas e Histórias

I shot back, and he glared at me. “Whatever.” With that, he strode off. My fingers curled into a fist at the sound of the door slamming shut. Even though I knew this wasn't my business, I knew my father too well. If he gave someone something like that, there was definitely a deeper meaning attached to it. Ravenchi will never give anything for free. I looked down at myself. My cock had already softened. Tsk! Colt. Such a cum blocker.

It was ours. Six different origins converged at the center of a snarling wolf’s head, sharp-eyed and regal, the strength of Hawthorne running through it like iron. Behind the wolf’s head, a pine tree, tall and unbending, to honor Bloodpine. Curving runes below, old and knowing and carved with the fierce resilience of Runebound. Sweeping above, a crown wreathed in flame, acknowledging the lost legacy of Aurelian and the blood Nora spilled to begin anew. Bat-like wings unfolded behind the crest, wide and shielding, the mark of the Nerezza clan. And beneath the base of the whole thing, the book open wide, pages burning with light, the symbol of Everly’s coven.

A floating envelope, well, that fits right in with the weird things that happened last night. Grabbing it from the invisible hand, Raeann turned the shimmery envelope over and saw the wax stamp, sealing the contents closed. The anagram was of a raven..perching on the star of David. The raven claw coven, she surmised, and, ever the practical one, Raeann slid her fingers along the fold and broke the seal. There was a bright puff of purple smoke, and then Raeann found herself staring at a hologram, staring back at her.

He practically dragged her inside with Paoli blissfully unaware on her other side. The room was set in a half-circle with two thrones on the far side, set into the curve. The thrones sat on a raised dais which dominated the area. The floors were the same marble as the rest of the castle, and the walls were gray stone with banners and family crests adorning every corner. Below the dais stood six guards; three on either side of the thrones above them; garbed in purple robes, as was the norm for all members of the Coven.

Third person POV: Ravan got on driver seat of his Black Beast Russian Aurus Senat which is a bulletproof car while Mukul got inside his sparkling blue Lamborghini as they both headed to a common ground where Vivan was hold captive by his men’s, after almost driving for fifty minutes straight they both got out at ‘Sikandar Bagh’, Sikander Bagh is quite famous and one of most abandon place in the city of Lucknow but for all wrong reasons!, there are some stories of goose bumpy experiences on this ground however this place is fully loaded with all illegal business of shabbier sheikh, from drugs to gold, to alcohol was smuggled by Shabbier also as this area was spread across 150 yards there was

We walk around, but that’s all there is other than the smell. “It’s quiet, too quiet.” Ari comments. I realize she is correct. I don’t even hear the sound of birds or any animals. Nothing for miles surrounding the cemetery as if it’s been abandoned by the wildlife. Crows love to frequent cemeteries as they are spies for my coven. They alert us to where the spirits are or where there might be trouble which means there had to be a crow here at some point. Something isn't right. “Something is not right here, Ari. We should go and call my dad. It seems we have a few things to report to him. Let’s go back to the town and talk to some locals.” I stop siphoning her abilities as we walk back to the

~Night in the North~ The band of the night anti-supernatural creatures were all set out all on standby against the time the enemy steps forth unaware of their secret formation and intentions. They are all following the lead of Raven. "Kai, can you hear me now?" Raven asked tapping the piece plugged to her ear. "Yes Raven. Very clear" "I'm with Delilah. Check with Archie and the rest. Any time from now, we might spot something fishy around. I think they are probably thinking of setting a trap for us tonight"

Ana is an asset, and we need her to understand how to approach the werewolf council. There are four main islands. Celeste and Beldoore are closest together because our islands were once one, but eventually the land separated. There are many theories as to why the island was split in two. Some relate to the gods and others relate to magic. The other two islands are Solery where the vampires live. The last island is Natreen, where the Druids reside. The four races tend to keep to themselves. In fact, the vampires don’t trade or interact much with the other races. They feed off blood and can use any blood to survive. The Druids remain fairly neutral and try to live off their own land, so while

Oliver grinned, grabbing her chin, and pulling her in for a goodbye kiss. Raven reluctantly got out of the car watching him drive away. She started walking to the motel, when she felt an odd presence, she paused and looked behind her. There was nothing there, she turned back around, and a man was there, he was quick, putting a cloth in her face, moving behind her, and pinning her to him. She attempted to fight, but she was losing consciousness quickly, as darkness began to cloud her vision, the attacker pulled his arm back that held the cloth. She saw a wolf tattoo with a Lotus flower…blackness took her…

*Raya's Kingdom*.... Riven’s sanctum is a fortress of half-decay and flickering torchlight. Ancient stone walls are draped in red runic tapestries, cobwebbed corners holding dust and memories. A large oak table dominates the room, littered with rolled scrolls stained brown, vials of thick red blood, green powders, bone fragments, and crystal shards. The air smells of burnt lavender and old parchment. At a central altar, a brass bowl holds dark liquid,the poisoned essence spilling into the realm. It hums faintly, as though alive. Beyond it, a thick velvet curtain separates Riven’s domain from the chambers beyond, where Elira and Kollen stand in dim half-light.