Sarah Ravencroft Novels & Stories

I froze. I laughed, but there was no humor in it. “You’re joking.” “We’re not,” he said flatly. “You’ve lost it,” I muttered. “You’ve both completely lost your minds.” Sarah stepped forward, voice calm and cold. “He killed Ravenna.” I stared at her. “You’re still holding onto that? That was years ago.” “She was innocent,” Mr. Clark said. “She was a witch whose magic was harming the pack…” “Unintentionally,” Sarah cut in. “She couldn’t control it. But instead of helping her, he butchered her.”

Scarlett I woke up with a terrible headache. I must have overdone it. I got too cold and nervous that I drank too much. The communication between Lucian and Maxwell was disturbing. I did not like being in the dark, especially about things that concerned me. I went to the bathroom to freshen up and made sure I hurried up. Then decided to clean up the rooms even though it was no longer my job. Idleness was killing me sitting down, so I kept myself busy. Besides, I noticed their staff never entered their rooms, and I was sure it was for a good reason. Once I was done cleaning the place up, I decided to take a book from their shelf. I looked for books that seemed happy and void of romance. I did

I replied back to him Sarah is one of our witches back at the institute, she's a powerful witch but she tries not to tamper with black magic too much because it usually drains her energy and could even be life threatening if not use correctly however seeing that the person we are dealing with is a black magic user themselves she'll have to use some dark spells to find our lost guests the conversation ended between me and Roger and I was back to helping out Alex with whatever he needed, his father had left to gather up the pack back home for the move while his uncle called upon the kingdom allies to help solve the problem faster

Alex was going to be there, so, of course, she was hoping to make him drool. Sarah was nervous about her gift. The bracelet Angel had given her was so special. She wanted her gift to be just as special. Angel wasn't one for flashy jewelry, but she felt this called for something special. She'd picked out a simple silver chain and had it engraved. Forever Yours ~ Sarah.

They didn’t look to be getting on fine at first but then in the middle of it, it seems they got along fine and then next Arthur’s face washed with shock and confusion afterwards. And then moments later, this strange woman was before me, broke out a part of whatever she wore in her wrist and threw before me and said things she ended with she challenges me to a duel. I looked her from head to toe; she had this scent of a werewolf but unusually tiny unlike the female werewolves I had come across. They might not be as huge as their male counterparts but they didn’t usually have this tiny figure. She wore boots that reached her knee and warrior outfit cladded her tiny frame and her deep brown eye

Chapter Seven: A BREACH IN SECURITY Rojean opened her eyes, her hands shielding them from the glare of the light from the window which curtains were opened. Her phone kept buzzing that caused her to wake up from her slumber. It didn’t bother her as she didn’t really have the time at the moment to go over any thought process but once she took a peek at her phone and Krister was constantly sending her messages, she sat up and breathed out. She realised that it was a quarter and a half past 7 and that it was too early to be dealing with Krister’s business but nevertheless she called him up to know what was going on.

Maybe it's too late to ask for her projects. “Tell me.” I started. “Tell you what?” “What does Sarah like?” I sighed. “She is my daughter but… I know nothing about her. Not even her favourite colour.” She dried the last dish and walked towards me, sitting beside me. “Rainbow.” “What?” “That's her favourite colour. She likes all of them. She loves flowers, butterflies, puppies, and painting. She is really good at maths.” she smiled softly. “Like, really good. She pays a lot, more than her energy can handle. And…” she paused, glaring at me . “Why aren't you taking notes?”

"Not as the man I love, but as the monster Evangeline created. The bond is still there, but it only carries his hunger now." Sarah moved with surprising speed for a woman her age, crossing to another cabinet and withdrawing items that made Iris's supernatural senses recoil. Iron nails blessed with holy water. Herbs that burned with their own inner light. Salt that had been consecrated under a full moon. The tools of someone who had spent decades preparing for supernatural emergencies.

the baby said in a voice that wasn't quite baby-like. "Impossible," Thorne breathed. "She's an infant." "She's the Reality Breaker," Marina corrected, pride in her voice. "My great-granddaughter, the culmination of centuries of bridge-building. Count her as one." "We still need five." Through the bond, I felt Kieran's amusement. "The Void Wolves," he said, his voice carrying across space. "Sarah and her pack. They're not witches, but they carry Rachel's experiments. Witch magic twisted into void nature."

"You wouldn't mind treating me to a snack, would you? I’ve been traveling all morning." Sarah laughed at his boldness. "Of course not." She signaled the waiter to bring the menu and handed it to him. Sarah has just entered the clandestine world of international hacking under a boss named "King." Is it a mere coincidence, or is Julian Thorne closer to Sarah’s "independent" life than she realizes? Meanwhile, Chloe has to face the "Demon CEO" to ask for a business favor—will Xavier demand a "price" for the free advertising, or will he finally support his wife’s entrepreneurial spirit?