Lancaster Rwby Novels & Stories

To be fair, Lancaster sucked, and it was totally overrun by vampires. “Lancaster,” Ian repeated, crossing his arms and leaning against the wall of the garage like he meant to be there a while. “Because you want to go get a drink. Dude, there are bars in Laceyville. You know, home turf. No vampires hanging around sneering and talking under their blood-breath about mange and kibble.”

The gates came into view, and two warriors stood guard, eyes wide as they saw him approach, the lightning flickering across his storm-gray eyes. “Let him in!” Luca’s voice roared through the compound. The gates swung open, and Ragnar stepped through, the storm swirling, lightning cracking in the sky above as the rain pelted down harder. The warriors bowed thier heads as he walked through the gates heading straight for Ravens chambers. Inside, Raven lay pale and still on the bed, sweat clinging to her skin, breath coming in soft, pained gasps. The black veins of wolfsbane pulsed around the wound, the silver and wolfsbane refusing to let it close.

he paused and looked at me angrily, tilting his head and showing me those devilish grin on his face. "No matter what you pretend to do, you can never try to hide the truth that you were Rogan and Astrid's daughter. The last of the Lancasters. You're carrying the last drop of their blood. You... you are the remaining Lancaster— the immortal.” I closed my eyes tightly and in an instant I was out of his grip. I floated, glowing in a radiating sunlight as my eyes changed its colors.

Raven Lucy is leaning his back against a tree trunk, gazing out over the lake with the moon above us. An owl is hooting, and I knead my hands against my legs to pretend I'm busy. In the few minutes I've spent with Lucy, we have only been silent, yet his crimson eyes are enough to make me nervous. He has looked me right in the eye a few times, smiling every time, and I grow hot and bothered in return, forced to turn away by my beating heart.

Laila's POV I screamed in fear as the power from the mark Keiran glowed, striking the witches to the ground. I couldn't believe what had actually happened but I guess it was for the best. The witch's time was over ,Keiran said as he rushed over hugging me from behind. I knew I made the right decision the day I chose to make you my Luna . It's time for us to go back home Laila . ……. The lycan 's castle hasn't changed a bit , it was still the same just like the day we left it .

He was opening his refrigerator which looked empty, then took out a bottle of mineral water. Lancaster looked back at me as he sipped his water, his green eyes studying me disinterestedly. "Enough of the small talk. Who are you? How did you get into my apartment?" he asked in an arrogant tone. I'm sure my eyes must have become darker than a few moments ago. "Where's Lana?" I asked slowly. Lancaster blinked once as if my question had taken him by surprise. Then the expression on his face turned more serious, he tilted his head slightly before smiling faintly. "No wonder I feel like I've seen you ... You're one of the Shaw brothers. Nicholas and Gregory?"