Caffeine Rwby Novels & Stories

"Show them, Ryder. Show them what the curse really did to you." "What curse?" one of the guards demanded. "Alpha, what is she talking about?" Ryder's hands were shaking. "It's not... I can control it." "Can you?" Renna pulled a small vial from her pocket. The liquid inside was dark, almost black. "Because this is concentrated wolfsbane extract. Just a few drops in your morning coffee for the past month. Tell me, have you been feeling... different? More volatile? Less in control?"

“After all, it was your selection, right?” “Correct. Sake?” “God yes.” Kade heated the sake over a small burner in its ceramic cup, and the first cup sent pleasant shivers through Raven’s body. It was exactly the kind of light, cozy drink she’d been in the mood for, like the feeling of sinking into the scented bathwater all over again. “Let’s put the music back on,” she asked, after the second cup. “Only if I get to pick.” “Dear god, I can’t wait to hear this.”

Ryu replied, trying to keep a straight face. "Really?" Ryu questioned, surprised. "Most people say that I look like the sugar and milk kind of guy. I actually like sweet stuff but I'm kinda addicted to the bitter taste of coffee. It's because..." He suddenly paused and frowned. Why did he like black coffee? Aito thought hard but he couldn't remember and it made his head ache. Aito was already familiar with this kind of headache. It happened every time he tried to remember something but each time, it seemed like something was blocking his memories. Like a very thick wall.

I get on my knee, lowering my face down to the ground the liquid spills on I take another sniff. Small. Almost unnoticeable. "Do you think it is..." Janny says in shocks. "Wolvesbane." I stand back up. "Why is there wolvesbane in the drink?" "It's the coffee Scarlet has every morning." Janny states with wide eyes. "Ever since the nightmare started, she always look so down in the morning. So I always make her a morning coffee to drink." "If there is coffee in her drink." Then... "Someone have been mixing her morning coffee with wolvesbane." She looks for me to the coffee.

*Sydney Roswell's POV* --- "Ooh, you like black coffee? Me, too! You know, I can never start a day without it. I could even take two cups a day or more—one in the morning and once at night. But I could still sleep properly, though. No caffeine can ever stop me from closing my eyes." The annoying, noisy, and cheerful girl in red sitting in front of me kept blabbering things while I ate my breakfast, and I did my best in trying to ignore her since I performed a curse on her. But she seems not to believe that I can't see nor hear her anymore. With all honesty, I really didn't know what else to do with her, so she would leave me alone.

“Good girl.” “I am not a good girl,” she said between chewing the food. He just nodded and continued to feed her. It wasn't long before the plate was empty, and he was absently giver her his mug of coffee. She grimaced, his coffee was sugarless and it was so bitter to her taste buds. She was reaching for a glass of water when Megan set a glass of ice coffee in front of her. "Oh, thanks, bhe." Rooka raised his eyebrow, as he watched Rena enjoy the cold drink. There was a happy glow each time she drank the cold brew.

he said. Cory didn’t reply. He just crawled up from that pile of glass, and then turned around and stared at his big brother. One of his eyes was heavily wounded. The other one couldn’t see things clearly either because he had lost too much blood. He vaguely saw Ragnar’s wolf standing on the top of a broken table on his right side, and he just couldn’t understand why Raven looked so huge all the time. Whether in this messed-up café or the boundless desert, the wolf of his big brother was just so magnificent and powerful, and beautiful, and almost sacred.

She ignored Rafael and focused her attention on Eddy. "Later!" Rafael told Eddy and went upstairs. "He's doing well and feeling much better, in case you were wondering," Eddy told her as Ruhi watched Rafael going into his room. "I wasn't, at all, but thank you. Would you like some chai? I can make some bomb-ass chai." "It's already past five. Caffeine keeps me up till 3 AM if I drink now. But definitely on a weekend morning. As long as it doesn't taste like the crappy chai latte I had many times, I'm game."

“A drive that ended with you looking smug and her in your hoodie? Try again.” Behind him, Caden leaned against the wall with one mug in hand and the other extended toward me. “Morning, sunshine. Here’s your coffee. I would’ve brought breakfast, but I figured you were being… fed emotionally elsewhere.” Ryder snorted. I bit my lip to hide my smile and accepted the coffee. “Wow,” I said, taking a sip. “Is this the jealous club meeting? Or are we forming a roast circle?” Caden smirked. “Oh, it’s definitely a roast. Ryder’s got his ‘I just spent all night confessing my feelings’ glow.”

I cried. “Calm down Cynthia, please. If you want to help him, first you need to calm down. Look, I think you both were poisoned and, may be your drink had less amount and he was loaded. So to help him, go and make the blackest coffee possible, make it cold. Go do it first.” I nodded and voiced it too, “O- Okay.” I said to Riley and rant o the kitchen.