Fairy Tail Rufus Novels & Stories

Her face was pale. “Are you alright?” “I am feeling a little queasy, but it’s alright.” “Okay, just tell us when you can’t hold it anymore.” “Hmm.” Instead of eating the food on the table, Lumara took out her own bag of fruits and ate that. Lumara turned to Snow and said, “Hey, fox.” Snow gritted her teeth, “Who are you calling fox?” “Then you can call me phoenix.” “No, I’ll call you birdie.”

“Good. Now let’s get you home before you vibrate out of your skin with anxiety.” We entered through the main gates, pack members calling out greetings as we passed. I acknowledged them automatically, my focus entirely on getting to our quarters. Rory was in the hallway outside, talking to one of the younger pack members. When she saw me, she smiled. “She’s fine,” she said before I could ask. “Stable, cranky, desperate to get out of bed, but fine.” “Thank you for staying with her.” “It was my pleasure. Though I have to warn you, she’s read every book in the library and is now creating elaborate revenge fantasies about Dr. Sarah’s bed rest orders.”

“Mia, please. Let’s not waste time.” Then Rufus’s deeper voice cut in, hard as stone. “If he’s not ready to apologize properly, leave it to me. I’ll deal with him.” My head snapped toward the car. Rufus was already stepping out, towering in his dark coat, his aura filling the air with rogue dominance. His presence was heavier than the night itself. Declan stiffened instantly, recognition flashing in his eyes. “Rufus Henss,” he said, his tone shifting to wary respect. “Leader of the Henss clan.”

The man looked rough wearing a shiny amour, his scared face showed that he is a warrior but in all his rough looks he looked very handsome. "So young man I remember you from the battle between I and King Theodore, you helped me kill my Enemy I appreciate that and I wonder why you did that, before further questions I would like to know who you are" King Archer asked with no expression written on his face as the young man cleared his throat. "I am Rufus, Your brother from another father" @pop precious

Zelda attacked, he was fast and they were no match for him, he was so very fast but before his claws could touch Ice Frost, a tail from nowhere sent Zelda flying, out of the forest, surrounding the whole forest, the entire forest with his multiple colored tails. "Oh and Pula, I wasn't talking about our master, Ruthless, I was talking about him," Ice Frost said and Rainbow came out of the shadow.

he uttered. “Please wait,” I swallowed, holding back all sort of emotions I had earlier. Looking strong in front of your enemies, pissed them further… “Why? Do you have anything to say, Rufus?” I mean we just crossed path for the first time. “I want to share something, just sit and give me a chance to.” he spoke. I nodded, sitting back on the grass and observing his red hair which was shaven low as a soldier’s would. His under eyes were filled with freckles, and his eyes were dark-silver, in a piercing way.

Ivan and Lloyd turned their heads to look at Adrian coldly as if saying to him that he was doomed. "Greetings, Mr. Rufus!" As the host of the banquet, Herald greeted Rufus with Ivan. Rufus was not clad in armor today. Instead, he wore the traditional warrior attire of Obscura City. His aide, Ilyas, was walking next to him. Upon seeing Ivan, Rufus smiled. He had a good impression of Ivan. On the first day of his tenure, Ivan had sent him over a dozen crates of gold, silver, and jewels. Therefore, when he received the notification from Ivan, he promptly came.

He managed a punch or two whenever an opportunity presented itself, but it was far from sufficient. 'Use this,' a soft yet resolute voice resounded in his mind. Rufus couldn't fathom how his sword ended up in his hand, but when he cast his eyes away from the beast, his blade was emitting a burning glow. Nevertheless, it illuminated the creature's twisted form. "Go to hell!" Rufus swung at its vines, liberating himself from the grasp of imminent death.

🎀 CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND FIFTY-FOUR🎀 Deep in the damp, freezing shadows of the dungeon, Rufus sat slumped against the stone wall. His skin was pale and peeling, his clothes hung off his thinning frame, and his stomach wouldn't stop growling, a loud, ugly sound that echoed in the silence. "How dare he treat a king like a common animal?" he hissed, his voice cracked and bitter. His stomach twisted again, forcing a pained groan out of his chest.

Asked Rufus, in total confusion, he couldn't care less of what the Queen and the prince had become. "Don't your parents taught you nothing?" Flavius was staring at him, with disapproval on his look, for the lack of knowledge. "I was left to die by my mother she didn't care to raise me so why would she care to teach me anything about werewolves or vampires or even lycans? I was raised by a couple of humans who found me and took pity on me!" Rufus snapped with indignation giving him a red color, but he was struggling to keep in control of his wrath.