Ravenpaw X Barley Mga Nobela at Kwento

Author's POV... Uncapping the bottle cover, Barrin drank almost half of the water in it. He had really overworked himself during training. He was so engrossed in filling himself up that he didn't notice Raven's presence behind him. "Boo!" She bellowed, hoping he would be startled. He turned to her, unblinking, "What are you trying to do?" Raven gasped in shock, "Why didn't you flinch?" Barrin smirked, "do I look like a weakling to you?"

I spoke confidently which led them all to cheer and hoorah, thrusting their fists into the air. “Then, I propose we start now!”. Grams said with a big smile. “Dante let’s pair you with Raven! You know what to expect from her wolf”. She suggested with a mischievous grin, and I caught the slight gulp in his throat from having to go head to head with my wolf, and it would be the first time everyone apart from Dante would see it. I got up and walked to the centre of the camp and got into a readied stance.

He walked to the end of the club, ignoring people that were looking at him with curious eyes. Raven went to the bartender. He leaned his weight on the counter and asked for a glass of whiskey. The female bartender smiled before pouring his order on the glass cup. Raven received it with a smile, and lifted it up to drink. Immediately the drink touched his tongue, he spat it on the face of the innocent looking bartender like the drink was as hot as hell. “What the fuck?!“ said Raven. The bartender looked at him with shocked eyes, her expression clouded with fear and surprise.

Raven gasped, staggering back. Kael didn’t hesitate. He lunged, sinking his claws deep into Raven’s chest. Raven’s eyes widened in shock. His mouth opened, as if to speak, but no words came. Blood trickled from his lips. Kael twisted the blade of his claws deeper. “This is for every life you’ve destroyed.” With one final push, he ripped his claws free. Raven collapsed to his knees, gasping for breath. His body swayed before finally falling face-first into the dirt.

The brindle wolf was now pinned to the ground by my savior, a large raven-colored wolf with eyes as black as midnight. Fear flashed through Rachel’s eyes. The raven wolf showed no mercy as its teeth tore through her fur and flesh. Once, twice, a third time, as if making certain that it had put an end to Rachel once and for all. In the center of the clearing, Caleb sent Tyler hurtling to the ground in a forceful impact. Earth and leaves sprayed around him as he skidded to a stop and then he lunged for Caleb again.

Carefully, she steps on the branches and stones. Charlotte is stunned by the image in front of her. There is a large clearing in front of her. There are a lot of wolves there…grey, red, brown,yellow… Many small pups are playing around, running from here and there, their parents cuddling them and keeping an eye on them. At some distance, there is heap of snow and on it…there sits a huge wolf….a white wolf…the only white wolf…he is keeping an eye on everyone else…look s like he is the leader…an Alpha…As she continues looking at the alpha, it’s like he senses her gaze and turns to look right at her….into her eyes. His yellow golden eyes make a contact with her black ones and even from this dist

] Knight let out a chuckle, finally relaxed, [You stubborn, trouble-making damn kid! [You--w-who are you?] Raven turned, and suddenly his eyes were lured away by the white wolf's silver fur. Rain let him go and jumped back a step, looking down at the black wolf groveling on the ground but there was no mercy nor condescending in his eyes, just a calm, dominant glow: [I'm Rain, little wolf, and you are mine.] Raven glanced at Frost cautiously. There was a reason why they all pretend Raven was the best on the training field -- you can't challenge an Alpha, let alone owning one, but to Raven's surprise--

I levelled the barrel at a dark shape in the trees, my finger tight on the trigger. A loud, mocking caw echoed through the cemetery. A raven perched on a low branch, its head tilted, staring at me with beady, knowing eyes. It flapped its wings once, settled, and watched me as if I were the most interesting thing to happen in this graveyard in a century.

I managed to ask, although the words came out so quietly that I wasn’t sure they’d heard me. The tallest man tilted his head, studying me for a moment before a small smile touched his mouth. There was something strange about the way he looked at me. It wasn’t the cold stare I’d expected from someone who had just walked into a warehouse and killed half the men inside it. His eyes seemed almost hungry, as though he’d been waiting to see me for a very long time. “The Ravens.” My stomach dropped. Ravens. I remembered the word immediately. The men who had kidnapped me had said it while they were filming me, but I hadn’t understood what they meant. I’d assumed it was the name of whoever they were

'Let's get our mate,' Vixen urged, and Aimee took her first step to forever. The energy crackled in the air as the biker waited for his Queen. Quinley Barrett, the high priestess of Ravenclaw, worked her magic in the background creating snowflakes out of the elements-without the biting cold that accompanied the winter candyfloss. And Aimee felt like a princess as she finally reached her mate's side, taking his outstretched hand and kissing his knuckles as he folded her into his arms.