Unkindness Of Ravens Novels & Stories

“Let’s go.” Jude exploded into an unkindness of ravens. Ebony feathers rained down from the sky as several of the birds took flight. Three of them remained close to the ground, circling me in wide arcs. I could feel his gaze on me. Watching. Tracking. Making sure I didn’t run. Screams rang out as ravens began attacking the families attending the carnival. They swooped and dove from the sky, pecking at the parents skin and yanking children’s hair. As they continued flying, I realized they were driving them further away from the fire.

Raven’s POV The air turned heavy the moment his words left his lips. Raven Kincade. My name. The name I buried. The name that was supposed to stay dead. My crew looked between me and him, confusion sparking in their eyes, but I didn’t flinch. Ghost does not flinch. I leaned back on the couch, crossing my legs slowly, letting the silence stretch until it became awkward. “And why,” I said, my voice coldly, “would the great Alpha of the Iron Howlers come crawling to rogues for help?”

“Night ravens are prophetic birds. They see multiple timelines, multiple futures. If we can show one that helping us leads to a timeline it prefers, it will cooperate.” “And if we can’t?” “Then they’ll kill us,” she said simply. “Night ravens don’t tolerate those who would try to take from them by force. And they’re more than capable of ripping apart even an Alpha lycan.” Ryker groaned. “Of course they are. Because this wasn’t dangerous enough already.” I stood, testing my balance. I felt different somehow, though I couldn’t pinpoint how. Lighter maybe? Or just… less certain of myself?

“I’m finding it rather difficult to think of a reason as to what purpose you have in this pack! Well, if it wasn’t for your father being such a valuable guard, it wouldn’t surprise me if the alpha chose to send you on your way!” “But I’m not a criminal, you can’t just send me away!” I replied, trying to stick up for myself, but Addison, with how tall and cold she always looked, she was pretty intimidating, and my voice came out a lot weaker than I’d expected. “Well, it’s almost criminal to allow a mere human to live among our pack!. She insulted back. “I’m not just a mere human!” “Oh, forgive me Raven, am I mistaken? Has your wolf announced itself yet? I’m sure I would have heard about it if

And as the past had taught them, treading cautiously was paramount, lest they lose their way. Raven, the enigma at the center of the twins' whirlwind of emotions, stood before Shade. As he poured out his heart, trying to bridge the gap of understanding, he closely observed her reactions. However, what he saw was not the solace or comprehension he so deeply yearned for. Instead, the transformation in Raven was undeniable and disconcerting. Her eyes, usually akin to pools of clear, vibrant water, now bore the appearance of a guarded fortress. The expressive windows to her soul, which previously reflected warmth and compassion, now mirrored restraint and caution.

this was her moment. “1438 AE Earldom,” she said with confidence, her voice clear and bright. A hush fell over the room before the lecturer smiled approvingly. “Very correct.” Liana leaned forward, her eyes sparkling. “It was recorded by Monk Alphonso, he's the only true witness to the story.” “Excellent,” the lecturer replied, pleased. “The Raven King was known as one of the most brutal rulers in history, feared for his tyranny and endless executions. It’s said he burned down the world after a great betrayal from his wife and best friend.”

The lady was surprised and confused when he suddenly cut her off. "Y-Yes? I think she placed it on her vanity area." He felt like he was being poured with a glass of cold water when his speculation was confirmed. Hyde remembered it when he went to the victim's vanity table. He remembered what it looked like. A bird darker than a crow, and usually eats flesh from dead animals. A bird that means DEATH... A CARRION CROW.

Raven came to her senses and slipped out of bed before making her way to the door. The moment she opened the door, she was not surprised to see Mrs. Linda's icy glare as she regarded her. She sneered at Raven, "What do you think you are doing still sleeping by this time? Do you think you are a VIP or something?" She gave a contemptuous hiss as she turned around and stepped away. Raven watched her as she left, not in any way surprised by her rude attitude. It has always been like that in the pack. There were ranks, and the lowest in the pack did not have the privilege to be treated as anything important.

“You took Ryder. You took everything that was mine.” Tessa would spit at her. “He was never yours.” That’s when Raven would lose it. I could picture her grabbing a bucket of water, hurling it at Tessa’s face. “You want water? There! Drink it!” The room would echo with Raven’s laugh—sharp, broken, echoing off the metal walls. She wasn’t the same Raven we once knew. She was cracked. Empty. Haunted by the curse she couldn’t break. I followed the tire marks down the back roads near Blackthorn Ridge. The van tracks veered off the asphalt toward an old path that led to the cliffs.

Raven made deep eye contact as Bradford cut his vein across his neck beckoning her to take his last energy for her daytime journey. Bradford loosened his collar and espoused of his collar. His pale almost transparent skin pulsed. Raven made view of the vien pulsing and bleeding now as he had sliced his own throat to make retrieval clearly visible and accessible. “Raven looked upon her feast and without a thought she drank from me. Now I will know the extent of her maternal powers”. I’m not sure how this is going to affect me but my journey will be difficult and without ease.” Raven clamped down on the pool and began sucking into her mouth his live essence. She felt a dark hold take her. As R