The Ravenhood Series Book 1 Mga Nobela at Kwento

And River had a perfectly good mate and still went for her sister? Classy. I didn’t feel anything at first. No shock. No sympathy. Hell, not even anger. Just this strange, bitter amusement. So I smirked. Because Raven wasn’t some random girl I could write off. She wasn’t weak. She wasn’t clueless. She wasn’t mine. She was his. And now she was in my house, wearing the same broken look he left her with. I closed the folder and tapped my fingers against the edge of my desk.

But the others were supremely confident in her capabilities that he had no choice but to capitulate. “Very well,” he said. “This investment group is formed as of right now, pending official paperwork of course. What’s our first order of business?” “How ‘bout a name?” asked Eva. “The merc company Raijin and I formed is called Conspiracy of Ravens. Where we’re from, a raven’s a large black bird that’s ridiculously smart, opportunistic, and tricky. They do whatever it takes to survive, and it kinda represents our modus operandi to a T.”

Author's pov. Raven ran after Draven until her lungs burned out. The docks were a mess of ropes, splintered wood, and men hauling gear. A ship sat at the river bank. Men were climbing aboard with crates containing food skd resources. Raven's fists clenched the moment her eyes landed on Draven who had boarded the ship. “Draven!” she yelled, her voice loud and raw. Draven stood near the gangplank, calm as always. His cloak hung heavy on his shoulders and his face was a mask of patience. He watched the sailors with a quiet smile, as if the world were doing exactly what he wanted.

He turned around and tilted his head. "Thank You." Her smile was small but filled with gratitude. "You're welcome and you can call me Azraiel." He watched her nod her head and left the medical wing with the brightest smile on his face. Alone in the room, Charlotte moved on the bed a little to lift the books he had left. She put them on the unoccupied space on the bed and lifted the first one to read the title. A small smile crept on her face as she read the title. "Basics of the Werewolf World" was a fifty-page introduction book for children at the Orchid Primary School at the Blue Orchid Pack. She leaned back and started reading about the new world she was going to be in for the rest of her

Since long ago, her people have always fought with vampires, especially the events of a few days ago still left trauma inside Rena. She still imagined how the gaze of the bloodsucking creature looked at his face, with sharp fangs capable of tearing flesh and red-eye beads as if the beginning saw a deep obsession. "But all will be protected if Raven intervenes." Raven? Who's Raven? Ra ...  Raven ...  The man in the Black Hood as she is about to become a vampire meal.

A light electric shock struck her hand and a warning appeared on the page, “This book is meant for the eyes of the Holy Clan. None but those whom are members of the clan may read this book. Great protections shroud this book and anyone defying this requirement will find themselves turned to stone.” “ interesting,” Raven thought. “ I suppose it’s time to find out if I really am a part of this clan.” She dared to turn the page. Wind started picking up and swirling around her. She looked around the room to see if anything had appeared. Raven still seemed to be alone in this library. As she read the first line, on the first page, the wind calmed itself, and she knew once, and for all, this was h

Alpha Kayden - POV The autopsy report Harris brought in arrived late, and I read through it in the library while he called someone to fix the shattered window. The findings were disturbing: Raven was indeed a werewolf, but her heart contained a dark core—an intensity unlike anything we’d seen before. It was similar to the aura we found in the abandoned Night Angel pack building, yet this one was stronger, darker. The report went on to say that Raven’s transformation began in childhood, fueled by an herb called Henbane, a plant that only grows in the desolate lands. Henbane, they said, hadn’t been active for decades, not since Raven was imprisoned. I set the report aside, my thoughts swirling

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.

It was there, but it was faint, almost as faint as his breathing. I heard him suddenly wheeze, trying to intake some air into his lungs, and I quickly looked at him and placed my hand on his face. “Leo? Leo it’s me… it’s Raven”. I wept and sniffled, trying to contain my cries so that he could hear my voice. He wheezed again, and I couldn’t contain the cries any longer as they burst out of my throat, and I placed wet kisses on his forehead. “It’s going to be ok, I promise”. My voice shook. “It will, it will, just hold on a little bit longer for me ok?”. I whispered against his forehead, warming his skin with my lips. I transformed back into my wolf and carefully eased him onto my back, then l