Fox Rwby Mga Nobela at Kwento

Flora – POV "Ryker, stop!" I pleaded, tears blurring my vision. Ryker and Bryan were locked in fierce combat, trading blow after powerful blow. My heart ached, torn in two. My wolf side didn't want to see either of them injured. Summoning a surge of power from deep within, I forcefully pushed them apart, ending their fight. "I'm so sorry," I whispered, first assessing Ryker's condition—he seemed unhurt. My gaze then shifted to Bryan, relieved to find he, too, appeared unscathed.

I got damn happy to know that he doesn't have a girlfriend but I was slightly bothered as to why he doesn't want me to touch him. "Why? Do you have a sensitive body?" I asked, smirking and lightly tickling his stomach, making him squirm which made me giggle. "I don't know you, that's why!" He replied and I remembered that I didn't even introduce myself. "Hi, Ryan. I am Dawn!" I introduced myself with a bright smile. "Hi, Dawn. Nice to meet you!" He replied, showing his dimple and his evergreen charming smile which can swoon any girl.

My fingers close around it. “No, don’t—” Leo says. “Wait, don’t take that!” I ignore him. I uncork the jar and press the leaves to my tongue, swallowing it down with a shaking hand. The pain spikes instantly. Heat floods my chest. My throat tightens, eyes blurring with tears. I fall onto my side, convulsing slightly as the world tips again, harder this time. “Roxy!” he shouts, struggling against the knots. “That was wolfsbane—you can’t—why would you—”

He has to be strong for her. — Chase stretched out his two hands after he completed the assigned task that his boss made him do. He then took his phone to check if there was a message from his boyfriend, but there was none. Chase is gay, but it's not obvious because he has a handsome body. He is tall, handsome, and has fair white skin. The curve of his face is so perfect, from his thick eyebrows to his brown dazzling eyes, to his high-bridged nose, down to his heart-shaped kissable lips, enough for the girls to fall for him. Unfortunately, he is not into girls.

But Frost noticed almost immediately. Without uttering a word, he moved closer to her, and he covered her hands with his. He turned to her, and cupped her cheeks in his hands. His eyes peered into hers intensely, and in that one glance, a thousand words must have been spoken between them. I felt a flicker of something unfamiliar. I was curious, and baffled at the same time. I was taught to believe that werewolves were volatile, emotional, weak, naive. But here was Rya who was a complete contrast to the things we were forced to believe. She was different.

Best to do this as low key as possible. They could see the faint shadows of towering, tall trees side by side in the woods. All the critters are asleep and there were no sounds of angry drivers racing down the nearby highway, or shouts of children playing. The faint howling of the wind sounded like ghosts swarming the city on Halloween. Soon, Jacob and his friends were leading them into the woods and Isabella shivered. Samson sensed it and he put an arm around her waist. "I shouldn't have listened to you" he whispered. "You should have stayed at home"

Ruby says. "Well, mommy and daddy had been beaten. Really badly. I smelt wolfsbane and silver. They looked horrible." Wyatt says. "Is there anything else?" Ruby asked. "Yeah. They want you to tell Felix to make the King jealous." Wyatt says. "Make him jealous. How would he even know from 'The Bridge'?" Aria asked. "They can see us? I don't know how. I heard mommy say it." Wyatt says. And Aria kissed Wyatt on the cheek.

Third person’s POV “Baby stop, you might fall.” Owen yells at Ruby who is running upstairs, he can read her thoughts so well, and he is already turned on. He tried so hard to stop himself when she was having her shower. She wanted him too, but was too tired. “Catch me if you can.” Ruby responds giggling. Damien and Rowan are the first to start the stairs, but Owen can't wait any longer, he teleports near Ruby and scoops her onto his arms.

"I know." The fairy Lars remembered as Roxanne landed near him. In her hand was a wand that still crackled with yellow - hued electricity. Lars found her blue sparkly wings were much more beautiful up close. The glitters on the wings were like twinkling stars and formed to create sharp lines of zig - zag patterns. Roxanne pulled out an enerlock from her chic sling bag and waited until the water sphere dispersed to absorb the silverstream. Lars hadn't seen this sight for a while so he was once again, entranced by the surging silver fireflies that passed before him.

Instantly, the blue flames in the torches roared six feet into the air. The next second, a wave of agony hit Ruby unlike anything she had ever imagined. It wasn't just heat; it was a violent ripping sensation that tore through every cell in her body. She couldn't even scream; her lungs felt like they were caught in a vice. Faint wisps of smoke rose from her skin, and the veins in her neck and arms bulged, turning a bruised, inky black. "Let her out!" Dexter roared. Inside Ruby’s fading consciousness, she saw a massive, burning iron cage. Behind the bars, a giant she-wolf with fur as white as snow and piercing silver eyes clawed at the barrier.