Robyn Rwby Novels & Stories

Ryu turned to me, blood streaking his cheek, and his eyes—those deep, wild eyes—met mine. “We end this here, or we’ll be running forever,” he said. I nodded once. We wouldn’t run. We would rise. From above, the thunderclouds broke open, and a sudden downpour began. Rain fell in heavy sheets, soaking the sands of the arena, washing away blood but not the tension. The storm felt almost symbolic—cleansing and chaotic. Ryu’s wolf eyes glinted under the lightning as he stalked forward, every muscle tense. I followed at his side, no longer a victim, no longer a prisoner. I was Samantha Blackthorn, daughter of fire, and the storm wasn’t just around me—it was inside me.

I didn't even look at Rowan for fear that I'd meet Robin's gaze instead. As a result, my eyes landed on the Luna, and at the same time, I found her looking at me. I was stunned when she gave me a small smile, albeit only fleeting. I just noticed that Rowan got his good looks from her mother while Robin resembled the Alpha so much, except for the eye color. The Alpha has dark brown eyes that look deep and dangerous. For some reason, I could see the color of everyone's aura and how powerful they were. Alpha Ronald has the thickest aura and the most vicious one. He must have killed countless souls as he emitted a dark aura.

With one final thought of gratitude towards her aunt for her unwavering support, Aqua surrendered to the darkness, allowing its gentle embrace to carry her away from the tempest of her thoughts and into the peaceful realm of dreams. As Aqua's eyelids drooped with drowsiness, the rhythmic patter of rain against her window lulled her towards sleep. However, her rest was abruptly interrupted by the sound of rocks clattering against the glass. Startled, she sat up in bed, her heart pounding with apprehension. Peering through the darkness, she made out a figure standing outside her window. It was Damon, his expression etched with worry. Aqua's initial shock gave way to concern as she hurriedly ma

I would have bent on my knees in front of him just to listen Emara. Suddenly I feel warm air blow on my face, I instantly open my eyes and see Ryan's face close to me looking as if he is searching for something. "Ryan…" As soon as his name slips from my lips, his pupil expands wide enough to make his whiskey brown color just an outline of his iris. His eyes are now dark as night.

“Yes. I don’t know how, but… I heard you say I’m brave, and that I’m safe here.” Calista’s mouth fell open, but before she could respond, the door creaked open, and the healer came in carrying a bowl of herbal soup usually given to the wolves who have just given birth. Sable was a small, wiry woman in her late 50s with sharp eyes that missed nothing, and she had a calming presence that had been a godsend during the chaos of my labor. “Sable,” Calista said, her voice still laced with shock. “Lyra just… she said she can hear my thoughts.”

I've never felt this close to any other person, ever, and having her to myself feels like the greatest gift I've ever been given. She's a shade over twenty-one, my Robs. A hard-bodied hottie with a grizzled soul and the dogged desire to never see the best in herself. I'm chipping slowly away at that. I view her as a long-term project... my magnum opus, if you will. I've always looked after her, see. Ever since Mum and Dad... well, we're the only family we have, and we've guarded one another fiercely since then. A moment of bitter-sweetness. Honestly, Robyn's never needed much guarding. She's always been driven and has never given tuppence about anyone's feelings but mine. She's always been v

There is a first time to everything, and Roth would be his first. Walking over to the window, looking through the window, Tristan's eyes landed on Roth and Ruby. ******** Roth's hand slipped around her as he tugged the ties loose on ruby's bikini top. The top fell open and into the water, exposing her amble breasts to him. "You're breasts are stunning Ruby," he said, his mouth working its way down her neck to capture the first nipple between his teeth.

"At least take your hood off, Robbi!" With a sigh, Robyn reached up and pulled down her hood, exposing her hair and her face. She had thick, rich brown hair that was artlessly piled up on top of her head, leaving bits and pieces to fall around her angelic face. Her eyes were large and wide-set, giving her an exaggeratedly innocent look. Her nose was small and pert, and her lips were sweet and plump, even though they were pressed into an unhappy expression. There were freckles across her cheeks, and even without make-up, she was devastatingly beautiful. Nope, not a fourteen-year-old.

I nearly whimper when I feel comforting tingles dancing on my upper arms when Ryder rubs them doing his best to support me. “Try to keep her relaxed, she’s weak, but she’s healing, and they will be ok; Clover and Ruby protected them.” I brush Raven’s hair back and take a deep relieved breath when her breathing and heart rate even out. ‘Relax Raven, Clover and Liliana have us. We did what we set out to do,’ Ruby soothes, making me look up to see my sister’s lycan spirit, the same as I have seen Clover, only Ruby has red hair.

"Okay, stop fighting. You're wasting my time." "Tch." "Tell us your name, Sir." Asty demanded him. "Your first name would be fine." "Robynn Falcon." he told her. "Sir Robynn—" "Just Robynn." he stretched his arms in the air. "Our ages are not that far apart." "You mean to tell me that you are somewhere of my age?" "You look young. I look young. We must be the same." "No, you're not. You are eons apart." "How old are you then, Miss Orange?"