Average Girl
Ever since I was younger I was born into a powerful ancient witch family. The oldest bloodline of witches we were known a the Black Raven family. We were called that because every member of my family have black wings like a raven. But I lived a normal life. I was raised by my mother's mortal friend who my family took in and raised like her own. My mother gave me to her after she gave birth to me because our family was ding out. I was the youngest member of my family. My father was from a different coven. So he didn't even know about me but I looked like my father and I had his strength. He came from the Blood Demon coven. Each witch family has its own coven. The Blood Demon coven is the coven that took over for my moms coven. But since he was from the Blood Demons I had horns and supper human strength like the members of the Blood Demon coven. Each witch has different traits from their different covens. The only thing I got from mom was my beauty and my wings. I've never met my parents or any other witches. Since I finally turned sixteen years old and my power was finally manifesting itself. She moved me back to my mother's home time. So I could be around others of my kind and learn to control my power. Mortals practically worship witches so I need to be careful.…