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she had said with a wink. I put the last piece of clothing inside the suitcase and closed it with a little victorious sigh. A black shape landed on the window. A raven. It didn't look very old yet, but was obviously old enough to understand that straying too close to humans was dangerous. The moment I leaned forward to take a closer look, it let out a little caw and fluttered away. I watched it go, wishing that somehow, I could sprout some wings and take flight. Reynolds stormed into the room, jolting me out of my thoughts.

Alec looked uncertain and uncomfortable. We walked outside. Just a few feet to the side, Raven was parked where all the other bikes were, but she stood out more. “Gosh! She is a beauty. You named her ‘Raven’?” She asked. I quickly glanced at Alec and when our eyes connected, his eyes gleamed with sadness and hurt. He was waiting for me to respond and his jaw tightened, “Yes. It’s because she reminds me of the night and she rides smoothly, as she glides in the abyss.”

Raven rolled her eyes again, even more annoyed than before. “How should I know?” she asked, and then she let out a small sigh and evened out her harsh tone, as if she remembered who she was speaking to. “It seems to be a symbol of an old family, a crest or something. Perhaps like the ones I’ve seen in stories about the South-” She suddenly paused for a moment and then narrowed her eyes. Then, as if she realized something, she gasped and gave me a strange look. “Are these Cassandra’s things?” she questioned in alarm.

She left her room and tiptoed to the kitchen where she made herself coffee before sitting in the dark living room to drink it. "Hmm tastes good" She said reminiscing on today's scenario. "Raphael" She chuckled on saying that name. She had been the architect to the disappearance of their vamps but the blame could be on the memebers of the alliance. She's exactly the badass in the game and by now someone should have known what she was but what exactly? Raven or Raven's cohort? She turned on her laptop and surfed through the Internet for a while before writing an article against Carly. "I wonder if I am doing this for myself alone or for Luca as well. Pttff! I won't believe Luca is exactly diff

“Don’t waste your breath, beautiful. You can’t learn us to be civilized. We’re wolves.” He pulled his finger away, and I said, “Raven is a wolf, too. She’s not a slob.” “Raven is a rarity, an enigma. Sort of like you. You wanna come into the house to chat, or did you want to stand around out here?”

“This country thrives the best when the true and dark nature of the wolves is out there. Dark magic helps our wolves to remember that they are not timid fools who play catch. Our wolves are born to crave and draw blood.” “Oh.” Aspen was appalled. If someone else walked in while Raven talked, they would have thought that she was excited because something nice was about to happen to her. But no, she was speaking about ruining the peace of the country. “You want to return chaos and doom to the country,” Aspen commented. “What? No. We have always had chaos and doom. I am just amplifying what we already have.” Raven’s hands cupped the air in front of her breasts. “I want to increase the potential

It sat on a nearby tree. "I've never felt ravens are so creepy until last night," Isabella muttered and zipped up the chain. "Does this raven also think I am creepy? That's why we've encountered again?" Whispered Bella. She closed the window as she was about to go downstairs to have breakfast. Almost done locking the window latch when that raven flew toward her window at a lightning speed, causing Isabella to scream and back away. And the Raven crashed upon the window pane and shattered it into pieces while it also wiggled its body before dying.

Raven is a brilliant student but suffers from mild dyslexia which makes it unbearable for her when it comes to computer based exams or tests. Raven makes straight A's and B's in written exams but doesn't do as much when it comes to computer based exams . She rushes to packs her things and prepare for school and then packs as many pills as possible so she doesn't feel too much pain. The bell rings for Language class and Raven packs the materials needed for her test. She goes in and notices that Devon replaces her seatmate Laura . Devon; hey Brownie!!! Raven; hi Devon. Thanks for coming around last night

*** FLASHBACK The raven perched on the windowsill of Ragnar's chamber, its black feathers ruffling slightly in the breeze Ragnar, who was sitting at his table, studying a map, looked up at the sound of the raven's call. As Ragnar got up from his desk and walked over to the window, the raven turned its head to look at him. Ragnar stood in front of the window, observing the raven that had just landed on the sill. Its glossy black feathers shone under the sunlight that filtered through the glass, and its beady eyes blinked rapidly as it looked around. The bird seemed restless, and Ragnar wondered if it had come with a message. He watched it for a moment longer, but it made no move to fly away,

We were from two different worlds. Throwing a clean shirt on, the little blond still on my mind, I look out the window of my room, admiring the greenhouses that stretched beyond the pack grounds. A gurgling croak of a bird stirs me from my inner thoughts, and I glance up to see a Raven perched on the thick but bare branch of a tree. It was a strange sight to see a bird this far from the mountains. But it was a good omen. In my original pack, Ravens were considered guardians. Keepers of the forest. They brought prosperity and wealth to the land. I hadn’t seen a bird in years, so I took the time to appreciate its presence before heading to the alpha's office.