Rose Rwby Novels & Stories

As werewolves, our lives have always been touched by the goddess. But now, we are more in harmony with it. Wolves and witches, elves and leprechauns, all the Children of the Moon working, living, and loving together. After rallying against a common foe, the ties that bind all of us are stronger than ever. Thanks to Rosie. “Ahem,” I hear a small cough to my right. Rosie is waiting expectantly for me to notice her. As soon as she has my attention, she pulls me into her, wrapping her arms around me, kissing me with so much passion that I almost fall over from the force of it.

‘I have, we knew each other since we were fourteen, he always came to my house on this same month and day so no one would notice’. Suddenly the door opened and a beautiful girl with silver hair came in. ‘Alfred are…’ Chevy looked at Nara angrily ‘you didn’t close the fuckin door’ ‘I’m sorry’ Nara apologizes. ‘Alfred are you okay’ ivory asked as she ran to Alfred bed and held his hand tightly with worry in her eyes. Nara looked at ivory, she threw seeds out of her bag, the seeds grew into thorns and rapidly approached ivory with the help of Nara.

“Numbers. Dates. Nothing I understood.” “Figures.” He sighed. “Come on, walk with me before you hyperventilate.” *** The corridor lights were dimmed for the night, throwing long shadows along tapestried walls. Alonso matched her steps; his shoulder brushed hers, deliberate. “You don’t strike me as the timid type,” he said. “Because I didn’t faint?” “Because your eyes are on fire.” She blinked. “Allergies.” He chuckled, genuine, warm enough to thaw the winter in her bones. Dangerous warmth.

Ryder's Pov I couldn't shake the feeling that Rose was still plotting something. After what she pulled with the pink dye in my hair, I knew it wasn't over. I had to admit, she’s got a mind for mischief—but so do I. So, when the boys left after their little stunt, I decided to bring them back. Wayne and Parker were staying over, and I could tell they were just as ready for trouble as I was. It was going to be the perfect storm—three of us, three of them—what could go wrong?

As if remembering something, Rosaly turned around and took out a small box from the gift box: "That's right, Brawen, your relative seems to have prepared a sweater for you, you can rest assured." Indeed, in the small box is a very beautiful blue wool, which matches the color of her other eye. Brawen nodded: “I'll put it on myself later. Rosa should go home, you haven't put on your makeup yet." “Right? Then I'll be back, you can dress yourself. Have a good night." After Rosa left, Brawen sighed softly, walked over to the mirror, and gently pulled down the blindfold. It's a real threat. Holding the wool, she gently pressed her eyes with her fingers, blinked, and indeed in the mirror appeared a

Rose Hathaway Nicknames: Little one, honey badger Age: 22 Birthday: December 15 Zodiac sign: Sagittarius Nationality: Irish Race: Half witch, Half siren Hair color: Cherry Red Hair style: long and wavy typically worn down with small braids Eye color: Honey brown Birth marks: N/A Scars: palm of her left hand, upper right thigh, old stab wound in left rib cage area Height: 5’6 Weight: 160 Skin color: Pale Sexuality: Bisexual and polygamous Relationship status: complex Beauty marks: Freckles Personality: Flirtatious, mysterious, funny, charming, cautious Style: Gothy witch Outfit: Thigh highs, heeled booties, black high waisted split skirt, black pentagram bra with mesh crop top. Jewelry: Ring

The rain had stopped then and the perfect curvature of the rainbow cast over the evening sky. "Such beauty" he said softly. I guess he'd followed my gaze. I concurred with a nod and we, so engrossed by the scenery, gazed at it for a long while without uttering a word. At some point, I glanced at him. His cute, young face was lit up with a smile. A smile that added more brightness to the scenic view. I got this hunch that he'd become aware of my gaze and was about to return it, so I looked away immediately.

Not really energetic enough to walk back, the brunette sat with her back resting on a tree and her eyes started scanning the place around her. "A nice forest?" Ruby commented, releasing a deep breath and looking down at her hands in sadness, "Did you really have to go, Mira? You promised and now...what am I supposed to do?" She whispered lowly, her eyelids needed sleep but she was too afraid to close her eyes. She heard a twig snap and looked around in alarm. Ruby gasped at what she saw, frozen in place as she stared at yellow eyes with amber-gold swirls. Eyes that belonged to a wolf. A werewolf.

I watch as the light kisses Rose’s face, her eyes still clamped shut, making her red hair almost glow. Suddenly, she throws my hand away and grips her stomach, “It’s starting,” she says almost breathlessly and she rips her shirt off of her. I try not to stare at her beautiful form as I turn my head away. I hear the others shift and turn back to see everyone in wolf form except for Rose, who is now curled on the ground as we hear bones cracking. Alpha’s Daniel’s black and white wolf towers over everyone while Luna Rachel’s brown wolf seems to shimmer in the moonlight. Selda’s dark brown wolf is the smallest of them all. I look at Rose who is now sprouting white fur. When I blink her wolf stan

Ruby hissed, earning a low growl in return from Alpine, who’d bared her jaw to her neck, leaning intimidatingly close. Ruby pushed off the wolf’s chest and jumped back. “Don’t touch me!” She screamed before shifting into her own wolf. Ruby’s was a brown wolf with a burnt-orange patch over one eye. She snarled at Alpine. The wolf was almost the same size as the future Luna’s, which was still twice the size of a regular she-wolf. The pair started to circle each other, their focus on each other. Rowan stepped back, sighing. “Begin!”