Ravenwing Warriors Novels & Stories

Together, they descended upon their target, their eyes locked onto the building ahead, where the intense sounds of chaos and destruction reverberated inside like the depths of World War Four. They knew it was Raven! Fighting her way through the enemy to reach her children. The building was being torn apart from within, and then it crumbled, imploding in a cloud of dust and debris. That's when they saw her - Raven's massive form took flight, her size awe-inspiring, almost twice that of Niklaus. Her eyes blazed like flames of fire, her fury and power radiating like an unstoppable Titan. She soared past them, her wings beating the air with a deafening roar. Niklaus's heart skipped a beat as he

I watch the door open, Bear, Hawk and Doc walking in and sitting. “Take a look.” I watch as Grayson holds out the box and envelope. Why is he showing them? I stare at him. “Raven’s past is coming back, it’s someone who likes to kill those she is close to. So we’re calling in everyone, if we’re not with her, we need at least three more guys watching her closely.” “You said those she is close to?” Doc looks at us and we nod. “Yes, that includes Ava, so if we’re not going to be with Ava, we need more people around her.” I won’t let Grayson pretend like Ava isn’t a target.

It was no secret that the new Princess Varkos was an orphan, growing up on crumbs, God knows where. Her mother, Genevieve Wolfborn, was a lycan warrior who got pregnant during the war by some human slave. She was born with no father and dumped at the orphanage right after birth, only brought back by her grandfather after she turned eighteen to marry Prince Damon Varkos. Thinking of that, Silver Luna coldly glanced at Leah. As the Lunas waited for her reaction, Leah simply smiled at the ladies. She quietly stepped into the gazebo and curtsied. "Your Highness, Silver Luna."

Ivan added his words to Dev, “Did you ever know all these types of a strategy of battles, birdy?” Igikran replied in a crowish tone with anger, “I am not birdy; I am Igikran…the Mighty King of Raven Wizard Clan”. Dev replied with a curious smile by interrupting the self-appraisal of Igikran, “The roasted ravens always a good combination of taste with a glass of wine from the Frozen Crescent.” The offended and raged Igikran started to attack with his maximum force fiercely. *****

“Stay here and hold the line. Await my orders.” The outbreak back home was growing worse by the day, he couldn’t afford to hesitate or waste more time. Without delay, Raven selected nine of his most elite warriors, those he trusted implicitly, and together, they stepped into the white mist that opened a path into the heart of Moonshade Valley. Ten silent figures gradually disappeared into the thick fog, leaving behind a mixture of worried and admiring gazes.

At this, the warriors stood straighter and their growls became more threatening. “And that’s fine Devin, but you unfortunately don’t have all the information.” Raven said as she took a step onto the grass and started walking toward him. A collective gasp and the wide eyes of Devin told her that they had no idea she was immune to it. “Wolfsbane, also, does not bother me. I am your true queen and I will be sitting on top when this is over. Listen to me know, you have to chose which side you are on. I am giving you a chance to come to our side and live. Those who don’t… die” Raven said lough enough everyone heard. Everyone was looking around and waiting to see if anyone would move. Devin’s eye

Ravena turned to the warriors behind her. "Some of you, take care of the wounded. While the others come and join me, we kill the rogues!" she barked. "These rogues aren’t normal. Watch their movements and don’t let your guard down!" she added through the link. Her eyes flicked to Raven, who was already stepping forward, his wolf growling low in his throat. Ravena could feel the tension in the air. "Let’s take them down," she said through the link, her voice firm. The warriors howled in unison and began attacking the rogues.

He covered his face with his black armor, only his eyes could be seen "Attention!" he commanded them, all of them were wearing black robes, with arrows and bows in their backs, all sitting on same black horses. Except Trion's robe had a white mark at the shape of a crow at his chest. "Listen, my fellow Ravens. Our identity is - we all are Ravenmen, not some tiny, fuckin' birds! We are neither afraid of dark, nor of some stupid risen of Gods! Yeah, here we are, in front of the entrance of South Leafstone. "Yeah!" nine Ravens yelled in unison

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They were also Raven Shifters, making them even more special in the Fafner Kingdom since 90% of our country's inhabitants hand four legs and no wings. I raised my hand and gathered a small amount of warmth around my palm and fingers, creating a thin glove of flames that I pressed against my brother. I splayed my fingers and wiggled them through his fur, adding a little pressure when I finally reached the roots and the heat of his skin. Staring at the dancing flames that harmlessly brushed by his dark brown pelt, I focused on my connection to my twin, envisioning a bridge in my mind that connected me to him.