Neon Rwby の小説・ストーリー

A fissure raced outward, tearing the stone apart, stopping inches from Wolfy’s boots. Neoma began to glow. Not on the outside. From the inside. Her silhouette turned black as her internal light outshone the sun. Wolfy fell to his knees, his body smoking. He watched, blind and paralyzed, as the girl he loved became a star.

This is the way towards their hideout river but she won't go there anymore because it is so far already. She was appreciating the beauty of the night, the moon that lighten up not just the darkest fields behind their house and places around the world but also the unidentified and undiscovered uniqueness of the every insecure individual in this universe. Moon is a comfort together with it's soldiers called stars. It will never fail us everytime we want to escape from the sadness that we always encounter everyday. Sashi sat down in the green grass of the fields behind their house. "Tss, you are really weird and stubborn, aren't you?"

A True. I presumed we all knew that by then and it would be boring to keep stating it so I didn't say a word. I reached for my phone under my pillow and my earpods on the table beside my bed. I plugged them in my ears, connected and searched for a soothing piece to play. After scrolling through two thousand + songs, I settled for 'moonlight sonata' by Beethoven. It seemed to hold more meaning that dawn. I closed my eyes and pretended to play an imaginary piano on the air, totally oblivious of my surrounding, especially poor Maureen who was probably waiting for me to comfort her. I'm sorry Maureen, but if you happen to read this in future, just know that I wasn't trying to be rude. I was mere

I said after knowing that the person at the door was Aurora. “Good morning, hope you have a beautiful night” Aurora said as she pushed open the with a bright smile on her face. “Good morning, I had a wonderful night” I said, even though my night was the opposite of wonderful. I had a terrible night dreaming about Dawson and how he had conspired with Ariel, and I woke up with a scream. I was glad that I wasn't that loud, all rooms in the pack are lightly soundproof since werewolves are highly sensitive to noise and smell.

Agnes bade her father goodnight and walked down the stone stairs, crossing the quiet courtyard toward the cliffs. Rhys stood at the edge of the granite precipice, where the dark ocean waves crashed against the rocks two hundred feet below. He wore simple dark trousers and a heavy wool coat left open, exposing his chest. The **Apex Core** hummed quietly beneath his skin, its violet-and-gold light pulsing in a slow, hypnotic rhythm that matched the cadence of the tide. As Agnes approached, Rhys didn't turn around, but his arm opened, inviting her into his side. Agnes slid smoothly against his broad frame, her arm wrapping around his waist as he pulled his coat over her shoulders to block the c

“Isn’t that--” “Yeah. We’re not sure.” he was quick to respond to Oswald who noticed too. “Jin, get a better look closer. She hasn’t seen your face yet.” “Why me?” Jin complained before frowning, putting his hands in his hoodie pockets before casually walking around until he was close enough that he could see Rojean’s face clearly and check out Lucas’ appearance before going back to Theo and Oswald. Lucas and Rojean were getting chocolates and Theo couldn’t help but think for a moment how Sei liked her chocolates as well. It was Sei, he thought but he still wasn’t so sure. He had no direction here to follow.

"I will return, I will find my way back to you. I will never leave you alone," I whisper as Rayne wraps her arms tightly around me. We are in front of the front door inside the house, Roland is hugging Olivia while Rayne is in my embrace. "Goo-," "You're not allowed to say this word, we are not saying goodbye, all right? I will see you later," Rayne whispers, attempting to suppress her tears as she kisses my lips. Rayne lets go of me after a couple of minutes, leaving space for Olivia to hug me.

“He’s _absence_. You can’t burn _nothing_.” Echo nodded. She hadn’t spoken much since Quebec. When she did, it was in _echoes_. “Can’t… burn… _nothing_…” Rylan woke up. And the mine _groaned_. Not stone. _Air_. Like something _big_ was pressing on it from _inside_. “He’s here,” Nero whispered. --- *The First Take* It was Jenna. Pack omega. 19. Shy. Braided Rylan’s hair when she thought no one was looking.

Rowen asked, looking from me to Raziel. “Rayne is a Reaver with Wolf focused abilities.” Raziel finally said. Neither brother said anything, but the slow inhale from Rowen, and the subtle seat shift from Ramses, told me everything I needed to know. These tiny, nonverbal cues conveyed a wealth of information, hinting at the complex, simmering tensions that lay just beneath the surface.

After hearing what Harvey had to say, everyone exchanged glances. Lune and Sol were very experienced, and they quickly zoomed into the video recording and started to check the details. After carefully scanning it, everyone noticed Neve's action was extremely mechanical, and her eyes were completely blank. Even her actions activating the Rainstorm Needles were extremely puppetlike.