The Ravenhood Series Book 1 Novels & Stories

THE DAY OF THE CLAIMING CEREMONY… A lot of things happened that lead to this day. Raven thought this is the happy ending that she’s been waiting for. She thought the claiming ceremony would be the answer to her problems, the shift to her new life and everything will be merry since then. In the books that she read, the main characters lived a hard life from the start, but the stories always end with a happy ending for them when they marry the person that was meant for them.

"She is not dead yet. I paid you for nothing" a man in a black cloak growled at another man. Both the men are wearing black cloaks, and are having a heated discussion under the blanket of darkness in a remote place. "She is not just anyone. She is the queen of the Raven clan. If the Raven prince gains a hint of our betrayal, he will kill us with his bare hands. Haste will only ruin our plan" the other one snapped right back, not caring that the man with whom he is speaking holds power in the royal court.

THE SAINT OF RAVENSHIRE BOOK 1 Intro; At Ravenshire Academy, wealth is power, reputation is currency and secrets are worth more than gold. Nova Bennett knows she doesn’t belong, As one of the academy’s few scholarship students, she has spent years navigating a world of designer uniforms, old-money dynasties, and classmates who treat her presence like a clerical error. Her plan has always been simple though: survive graduation, keeping her scholarship, and escaping Ravenshire forever.

And once we mark Rain and Safia, their souls linked to ours forever, we will be ready to face her. Raven says nothing as I stand up and slowly make my way to the clearing. The crystal leaves of the trees shine in the bright light of the sun. ‘It will snow soon,’ Raven lets me know as I find the rock with the inscription. ‘Maybe we will watch the first snow of this year with Rain.’ I stare at the rock for some time. Not that I need to see the words to remember them, but tracing them on the cold hard surfaces of the rock helps me gain control of my feelings.

The Aurora Ridge shimmered like a mountain jewel, its grandeur built on arrogance and wealth. The snow sparkled on the archway as I parked the rental, the engine quieting with a sigh, bracing for what was to come. The morning sky was pale, but everything around gleamed like it had never faced a storm. I turned off the engine, my breath fogging in the still air. Pockets stirred in his seat. I checked my phone for the time and for any message from Reese.

Raven sounded a little confused, and still looked embarrassed. Heather put her book on the table and pushed it in front of Raven. There was a small picture on the front, just like most of Raven's Braille books. The picture looked like a little blonde girl wearing a homemade Superman -- Supergirl, I suppose -- costume. The title was Robin's Great Adventures. At the bottom of the picture I could barely make out the words "A story by", then in larger letters "Raven Tipton".

Xavier 's pov I was sitting in my office library engrossed in my work . Different cases require different references to various clauses and sectons of warewolf penal codes . My library consists of multiple books ranging from legislatures,civil law books to historic fictions. You name a book at it will be here in my library. I got up from my seat and searched through the multiple shelfes looking for the red covered book which has a case similar to the present one at my hand.

She had to repeat the class twice because of this. No, not I went the wrong way, it was them. "Don't look like that, she doesn't mean it," said Uncle Roderick at some point. "She's just afraid that something might happen to you." “But nothing will happen to me.” I put a bitten bread back on the plate and ran my fingers over the title of my book. Proles - The changing nature. “After all, that's what I train so much for. I work harder than anyone else and I am the best in my group. I am the best at everything and I will continue to be. "

I sucked it up quickly, and decided it was pointless to beat around the bush. "I was hoping that I would be able to read a book with information on Reavers. I don't know much about them, but if I may be one, I think I have a right to know more." I said, hoping he would know what book I meant, this being a dream and all. "You mean the book from the other day?" He questioned, as he snapped his fingers and produced a book with a silver spine. It was the exact book from my last dream. I longed to get my hands on it.