Ravenpaw X Barley Novels & Stories

A deep rumble pierced through my fading hearing, “this is on you, Grace.” Then there was the silence. Voices vanished leaving nothing but the heavy weight of the void. Like they say, life on borrowed time. It will never be yours, nor mine. Not until a spark of light crack the walls of oblivion. A beam of ray cut through the cracks and went straight to Raven, drowning in his own blood and lifeless. Raven? The energy of that light seemed so warm that it pulled Raven back to his senses, his eyes were half-opened yet it was enough to see the light slowly forming into an image of a wolf… with glowing golden-brown eyes.

She was, together with her prey, the big wild rabbit, that was ready to be eaten. “Damn girl, you’re fast!” Raven was surprised. “I can drink blood, but I have never tried fresh meat, well...I guess there’s always a first time for everything”, she smiled sadly at the beast and started to eat, together with her. Panther was breaking parts of meat to be small so that Raven could chew up them. “Thank you for being a true friend to me”, she hugged the beast, gratefully that she wasn’t alone, in that important part of her life.

I would be killed immediately and it's going to be done by a man I detest and Insanely attractive to. Hot tears slid down and I sniffed, I guess it's time to fulfill Felix's desires. To flee and never return. “This is barbaric!” Raven cursed and ruffled his ginger hair in confusion and bit his lips. I had a mixed feeling about everything and Lee growled in disappointment at him but I couldn't judge. Raven must have done a little research about me but I don't believe the fact that he sent it to Midnight Shade as a whole. Something was missing but right now it's not important anymore.

But before she could do anything, she was grabbed by the men who had quickly followed her out and were now trying to corner her in a deserted parking lot. "Let... go!" Raven immediately tried to resist as she shook off their strong grips, but she couldn't go far for long, as she was thoroughly drunk and stumbled on her steps again. Werewolves usually didn't get drunk easily, as they had better immunity compared to humans, but Raven was an omega, and she had come to the bar with the sole reason to drink away her sorrows. She was far gone and couldn't even summon her wolf, not to mention fighting off three strong men.

Raven plated her food and placed it in front of her before sitting beside her. "I don’t want this to end," she whispered, almost selfishly. Everything felt so perfect that the thought of their date coming to an end saddened her. But she knew the reality—Raven was the Alpha of the pack. He couldn’t just disappear; he had responsibilities to uphold. "I’m sorry, darling," Raven said softly, running his fingers through her hair. "But don’t worry, we’ll do this again," he added. Brienne lowered her head, feeling a bit guilty.

I said, moving to sit across from him. His brow furrowed. “Would you ever leave me alone?” he muttered, and I smirked. “Of course not! That’s why I’m here to help.” I cut straight to the point, crossing my legs. Even though Arden appeared to be the most ruthless and powerful among the three of us, I knew he carried inner burdens that he had been shouldering alone. And his health was one of them. His anxiety gnawed at his wolf, driving him feral whenever it overwhelmed his emotions.

She had a surprised look on her face, “It was on my path when I walked in here…” Edgar beamed with smiles, “The book has found you, you can finally fulfill your task!”, he flipped the pages for a while, “Yes!” “What is it?”, she leaned closer , “Raven keeper”, she read. “Yes Raven Keeper” Edgar read through for a while, “Yes Cleopatra this is it. It was what I thought. The reason you saw many ravens is because you do not just wield the magic of the ravens, you are the keeper of the ravens…

Each movement was powerful and graceful, his presence commanding respect from anyone who crosses him. Mikhail, though slightly smaller, was equally impressive. His fur was a dark grey, almost silver, with streaks of black running through it. His eyes were a warm amber, glowing with a fierce intelligence and cunning. Mikhail’s movements were swift and agile, embodying a lethal blend of strength and speed. Fully shifted, they both let out a collective howl, a sound that echoed through the forest, a signal to everyone that the devil is back . They sprinted through the woods, their paws barely making a sound on the forest floor, moving as one cohesive unit.

The plaster behind him shattered into dust as he threw his entire weight into a blind, desperate lunge. He tackled Ravena from the side, his claws digging deep into the wool of her black coat. The grip on my throat vanished instantly. I fell forward onto my hands, coughing violently as a thick, metallic taste flooded the back of my mouth. Rohan and Ravena hit the sagging mattress together, the old iron frame screaming under the impact. Even without his full reservoir, Rohan’s wolf instincts made him ruthless in a confined space. He bared his fangs, snapping violently at her throat while his claws tore into her shoulders, trying to pin her by pure physical dominance.

I screamed. But my body was shutting down. The massive shift had drained me. Black spots danced in my vision. I was going to pass out. And when I woke up, Darein would have Raven. No. No. NO. I forced my eyes to stay open. Forced my body to move. One paw forward. Then another. “Mama!” Raven cried. She was watching me. Watching me crawl toward her like a wounded animal. “I am coming, baby,” I gasped. “Mama is coming.”