Ravnica Novel Novels & Stories

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.

I blush while looking over at Raven who approaches me with a few books in hand. “What did you find?” I question while holding up a pair of shorts checking if they will fit. I smiled when I see Rebecca grabbing tank tops in colors, she knows I love. “I found a couple pregnancy books that look good, and I found this one of Viking stories it reminds me of Vaari,” Raven answers while showing me the books and I smile remembering Mummo Adaline and Vaari Jyrki always reading us stories. “They look good, thank you,” I smile while grabbing the story book and open it seeing that it looks like Mummo’s book or at least the illustrations do.

“Forget I asked that. You should go home and get your things ready. We'll leave in the next hour” He said and she nodded. While they were speaking, Raven stood by a window upstairs, watching them. Her face didn't hold and expression that could be read but one could tell she was thinking about something. Haven rushed home, happy that the moon goddess finally answered her prayers for the first time in her life. She wasn't sure of what life awaits her in the lycans pack, but she knew she didn't want to remain here for even a second more. She didn't have much to take, she just picked a few clothes and books. She didn't take any pictures as all she had was the ones she took with her family when s

Raven’s point of view. After the first sunrise, I bid farewell to Ryker and Blaise and embarked on a journey to Fenrir’s territory. Seconds turned into minutes and minutes turned into hours. Soon I approached the border of Alpha Fenrir’s territory. I saw a wolf, walking along the border and my heart jumped to my throat. Taking a deep breath, I gathered my thoughts and maintained my composure, I held my head high and I approached the wolf with my heart pounding in my chest.

Raven I stop outside the large house. Great, rich people. The garden is flooded with people, and all the lights are on in the house. The music is loud as I drive in and park up. Walking through the garden I look around. While it’s a rich person’s house and party the guests are far from that. The guests help ease my worries, I know I won’t stand out here.

Raven couldn't help but wonder what other surprises lay in store for her in this mysterious encounter with Adaora. As she reached out to grab the book, her heart skipped a beat. It was the one she had been searching for, The Night Watcher and The Vampire. She breathed a sigh of relief as she flipped open the book, eager to delve into its contents and find the answers she was looking for. The previous night, she had only briefly glimpsed at the title, without taking the time to look at the book's content. As Raven perused the pages, she couldn't help but notice that the vast collection of books that surrounded her were paranormal books.

I help her lift it up, and that is when we see the book that is just sitting there in the sand. I hear Nova's breathing seize. “What's that?” She asks, her voice barely above a whisper. I look around one more time, making sure that we aren't being watched, as I pull the book out of the sand, dusting off the cover. There isn't a name. As I open the book and flip through the pages, they are slightly damp, with almost all the pages empty. I get to the middle, and that is when I see the first drop of ink in the book. The handwriting is more or less scribbling, but I can clearly read everything.

Ravenna’s POV The moment Ronan left the bedroom to answer his father’s summons, I rushed over to the dressing table by the door. I pulled my smartphone out from behind the glass perfume bottle and quickly turned off the voice recorder app. My fingers were trembling with anticipation as I put my headphones in and pressed play. I leaned against the edge of the desk, hoping with all my heart that they would blurt out something crucial—a confession about Ravenna, a mention of her black magic, or any hidden secret that could tear their image apart.

I tell him. Flavius nods in response and begins to pack his things. I fill my satchel with various clothing items and few books. "Why are you packing books?" Flavius asks curiously. "Since we are visiting another horde without sending a messenger ahead, I need to bring something that will serve as a gift. Those of the Horde of Fates are known knowledge seekers. I have many books in my private collection that have not been seen since The Fires. They should serve as a suitable present," I say.

"After your brother was born, there were ...some complications. We went to specialists and tried all we could to have another child, but it just wasn't possible. Your mother was heart broken." I was stunned. Reaching back, I rolled my desk chair over to sit. "But then, how am I here?" He glanced up at me, but his gaze traveled pass me to Poe. "It was a few nights after Liam's second birthday. A storm came in and it had been raining hard. I woke up suddenly in the middle of the night to find one of the windows in the bedroom open. Sitting on the sill was a raven. I remember being surprised. Even though the raven is the symbol for our Family, we hadn't seen any on the mountain in years.