Penny: Rwby Novels & Stories

She also pulled a key out of her breast and unlocked the chest, only to grab a black pouch. “I just need one more…” Penny breathed. “The purple one.” When she opened the black pouch, Ruby noticed a faint glow that lit up Penny’s features and made her eyes sparkle with mischief. A purple one? Ruby thought to herself. A Purple what? She wondered if she was able to look inside of the pouch to see what Penny was looking at, but Penny closed it quickly when she heard footsteps outside of the bedroom door. She quickly locked the pouch back in the chest and put the chest away before turning her attention to the door, just in time for it to open and Rick stood before her.

Oh, I am too early to even cuss him. He reached for my hand which made me freeze and place it over his thigh. “What would you like to eat, Hya?” He asked as he rubbed my sides. I felt uncomfortable with it since a lot were watching. But somehow, part of me was already used to it. “The fact that we aren’t at your wedding because it was rushed and we are out of the country surely breaks our heart…” Penny said as she reached her chest. All of them mimicked Penny. She had curly red hair and a round-shaped face… she was also voluptuous and gorgeous. I just can’t keep my eyes off those beautiful curves. Her lips were small but full… It was the shape of a heart.

Penny gasped and snarled through her teeth, "Thank goodness I just attained enlightenment a couple of years ago, and Fleur had yet to meet me personally. Otherwise, I know for sure that she'd do the same to me…" Trailing off, she then pressed, "Are you poisoned too? And she provided antidotes from time to time?" "Yes," Ruby smiled wryly. "I could well be a display case for poisons already." Penny smiled wryly too. "Well, I guess we are on the same boat—another year or so, we're dead." Ruby nodded solemnly. "Let's just have faith in Mr. Wade. He has what it takes to perform miracles." Penny pursed his lips. "But he told me he couldn't counteract the poison, and a year is only that long. He pr

Penny moved around Lochlan, unable to look at him. Penny reached into her pocket. "I suggest you run." She placed the pellet she had made of wolfsbane powder into her mouth, breaking it open. It wouldn't kill her, but Barabbas didn't know that. He had her off her feet and through the door before the knife hit the floor.

Rujnoiu raised his wand again, made some signs in the air and recited: “Peñota Invenient Me...” The two vanished and appeared by some shelves full of nibs of all kinds. Made of silver, gold or diamonds, water dragon scales, stone or fire dragon scales. You could even push your hand through the water nibs and they didn’t change shape. You could even pass your hand through a water pen, but it still didn’t change its pen shape. Those made of fire, had a playful nib like the flame of a candle, and those made of stone seemed to have a piece of rock on top.

It opens so smoothly in my hands. Penny stares at me as I stare at the gift she’s chosen. It’s beautiful. A perfect heart, so tasteful in its simplicity, twinkling with a delicate pink stone as an accent. “It’s platinum,” she says. “And that’s a real diamond…” “An excellent choice.” “I’m glad you like it.” I close the box and meet her smile. “Thank you, Penny.” She hovers, and I stay quiet as she plucks up whatever courage she’s summoning. “Will she like it?” “I hope so,” I say.

Slowly, I opened my eyes to find Richard standing between me and Penny, the rod wrestled from her grasp. I let out a shaky sigh, relief washing over me as Richard’s eyes locked onto mine, a flicker of protectiveness in their depths. Richard’s gaze snapped back to Penny, his eyes blazing with anger. “Are you even a wolf?” he growled, his voice low and menacing. “How dare you think of hurting someone with this?” He held up the rod, his disgust evident. Penny rolled her eyes, her expression dripping with disdain. “Someone needs to put this bitch in her place,” she sneered, her voice venomous.

Leah “Your mate?” Penny’s voice yanks me back to the present. She bursts out laughing so hard that tears spring to her eyes. Wiping them away, she grins. “Oh, you poor little fawn... to think the Moon Goddess hates you so much she’d give you such a useless piece of trash for a mate! I feel so sorry for you.” I flinch but take a deep breath. This isn’t the kind teenager who once comforted me. No—this is a rogue starving for revenge. A pack wolf driven to madness by years of exile. The Penny I knew is long gone.

I groaned and sat up, the dyed blue endings of my hair flashing in my eyes. Light blue? Fuck, I must have been heavily drunk when I went to get this at the saloon. I wondered what the senior lecturers at the Academy would say when they saw me strutting in with this. They would probably sneer and murmur as always. My piercings gave them nightmares and I was proud of that fact. It gave me a rush. Banging noises came from outside my walls and my brows quirked in confusion.

When leaving, she simply hugged Penny lightly without saying a word. However, this was the most touching gesture of them all for Penny. Raven's parents were trash collectors. She, once a proud and cherished daughter, never thought she would rise again after being pushed to the brink by the Baileys. Jackson was right; Raven was enduring and strong, like a rose in the desert. Her appearance was also striking. By the time everything was over, it was almost 1:00 am. Penny, utterly exhausted, was driven back by Winona. She almost fell asleep in the car.