Grimm Tales Rwby Novels & Stories

Sabrina whimpered against her shoulder, fingers clutching harder. “Rave,” Sabrina whispered. “Please. Let’s just go.” Raven’s bike was dead, engine silent, her pride in pieces on the asphalt. She cursed under her breath and swung her leg off the Harley, planting her boots firmly on the road. If she had to fight her way out, she’d do it standing. The air smelled of smoke, leather, and something darker. Axel. His scent was sharp, raw, and dangerously intoxicating. Her wolf strained against her control, desperate to close the space between them.

" Caught off guard, Ruby grabbed Justin's black shirt collar, and they both fell out of the window. Justin's survival instinct kicked in. He wrapped his arms around Ruby, morphing as they landed on the ground. Ruby whimpered and curled up against her furry legs. She rubbed her temples, feeling slightly dizzy. Everything had turned upside down in grumbled. While stretching, Ruby noticed Justin's legs twisting as he struggled to stand up. Ruby quickly stood facing him but then stepped back to square off. "Hey, friendly wolf. Thanks for the ride earlier. Bye!" *** Howl after howl shattered the stillness of the night as iron collars clanged. Four werewolves emerged behind the oak trees, fixing t

Ryland Pov The forest is a blur of shadows and moonlight as you run, the twins’ hands clamped in yours. Ryland’s ragged breaths echo behind you, his wolf form limping but relentless. The air reeks of burnt magic and blood—Elder Marus’s doing. “Faster,” Ryland growls, his voice distorted by the shift. “He’s gaining.” You glance back. Marus’s monstrous form crashes through the trees, his eyes glowing like molten iron. The twins whimper, their fear sharp in the air.

I rear back when flickers of crimson light rush against the current then explode, the whispers louder than before. “Go to Veiled Valley and wait. Granger is the Alpha until we return–” Ryatt’s voice cuts through the increasingly frantic murmurs rising from the water–a chorus of genderless voices blurred into one. I hear Ella laugh softly, and the sound is like the sweetest music before the moment snaps and the entire forest goes eerily silent. Struggling to catch my breath, I whirl around at the sound of hurried steps. A great golden wolf skids to a stop at the shore of the creek, green eyes locked on mine.

~RIYA The first light of dawn spilled across the valley, brushing the burnt fields of River Hearts with hues of gold and crimson. Smoke rose like prayers from the smoldering remains of battle, the sky eerily silent after the storm of war. Bodies—witch, werewolf, hybrid, ally—littered the broken earth. Blood soaked the soil, mingling with ash and rainwater.

I tossed it back into the drawer and chose the other by default. "The beginning of the end" I read out from the cover, then paused it think about it for a second "Hmm...interesting" I said, flipping through to the first chapter. Uninterrupted, I finished the first chapter in minutes but somewhere in the middle of the second, Caleb brought me dinner. I ate to my fill and lay down supine, meditating on the unfolding storyline.

Alpha Kayden - POV The autopsy report Harris brought in arrived late, and I read through it in the library while he called someone to fix the shattered window. The findings were disturbing: Raven was indeed a werewolf, but her heart contained a dark core—an intensity unlike anything we’d seen before. It was similar to the aura we found in the abandoned Night Angel pack building, yet this one was stronger, darker. The report went on to say that Raven’s transformation began in childhood, fueled by an herb called Henbane, a plant that only grows in the desolate lands. Henbane, they said, hadn’t been active for decades, not since Raven was imprisoned. I set the report aside, my thoughts swirling

Maybe this was just how my story was to end. “No, this is not how your story ends.” I gasped as I turned around in shock to find Ruby behind me. We were both in a very beautiful garden with a water fountain around which Ruby now came forth. “Ruby!” I gasped. She moved weakly and slowly, she crashed to the ground. I gasped and ran to her. “Ruby!” I cried. I had never been this way with my spirit wolf. It felt like we were two different people. “I am heavily wounded, Regina.” Ruby purred with a tender voice and then, she moved her hand just enough for me to see a bleeding gash in her chest. I gasped.

Hi guys 👋. This is my new story THE GRIMIORE Aroura was a nineteen year old human girl, she mistakingly came in contact with a magical crystal which led her to the supernatural world where different races existed. Not the rose colored fairytales she read in books and watched in movies, but also a dark and twisted labyrinth in which she could get lost forever. It was both a blessing and a curse casted upon her to find A book called THE GRIMOIRE OF DARK FORCES in which the only way to kill an Ancient witch and save the world was written.

He turned to me and showed me his reddened wrists. I gasped. His skin was scalded almost as if he was in contact with fire. “What happened? Did the witch do that?” Even though I’d heard Ryker groaning in pain a few minutes ago inside the cabin, I’d assumed that the witch had kicked him or something. I certainly had not seen any fire. “She used silver,” said Ryker with an annoyed sigh. “Apparently they have a few tricks up their sleeves. Interesting. I should tell Dmitry about this just in case one day we have to go to war with their kind.”