Ruv Fnf Novels & Stories

Requesting her mother send screenshots of the spells had actually led to a FaceTime discussion of correct pronunciations, which was difficult since Ru wasn’t intending to cloak herself and certainly didn’t want to do anything to diminish her own Reaper powers since she knew they might be important to her overall strength. Eventually, she was fairly sure she had the wording right, and they’d moved on to a conversation about life in general. Ru had gotten to see Piper, who pawed at the phone frantically trying to get to Ru, which made Ru miss her even more. Ru had just finished telling her mom about her new relationship with Cutter when Lyric knocked on the door and shouted, “We’re ready!”

“Mathieu’s old drives. They were backed up on the MoreauCloud, but not accessible unless decrypted. I thought I’d try. One of the folders was titled Raven.” “What was in it?” I ask, my voice a whisper. “I found something. A business—Raven Co.. It was discreet, cloaked under dummy shell corps, but it took on a massive debt dated approximately ten years ago. It was a tech-based logistics firm operating in South America. On paper, it looked promising… but the numbers were rotten underneath. And Mr. Mathieu was tied to it.” I blink, stunned. “Raven Co.?” Andy exhales. “Yeah. The Moreau name wasn’t on anything, but Mathieu—he funneled company capital into it. A lot of it. He kept it off the ledge

'' exclaimed Ruvi with a blushing face. Instantly he stepped back, his alarm sounded, his instincts knew he had to be on his guard and get ready to leave right away. ''Okay, why don't you spar with me today?!'' exclaimed Mischa, grinning. ''Mischa, I just came back from Sparing with them, I'm still very tired!'' shouted Ruvi answered with a panicked face. ''Those two little brats have also just returned from a mission and you've already sparred with them... You're an *Amethyst, what are you afraid of more than just sparring?!'' answered Mischa with a charming face and a proud smile etched on her face.

### [Clubs or clovers, sticks or leaves, why not both? When Ravyn opened it, she understood immediately and hurried towards the tree-lined area of the island. *clang!* The moment the purple-haired girl was flying up, she was attacked in mid-air. She was able to use the sole to defend against the opponent's tonfa attacks. Ravyn then somersaults to kick the opponent back, but she senses the air from Drive Ammo being shot and grazes her inner arm. Ravyn quickly dodges and dashes with Airtech to hide in a nearby tree.

“Well, well. Look at you two still fucking even as your world burns. Touching.” Lucian’s voice was ice. “You have ten seconds to tell me why I shouldn’t hunt you down and end you right now.” Derek laughed. “Because I have the full video ready to drop at noon. And because I have one more surprise for your precious princess.” He turned the camera. Ryan was sitting beside him bruised but alive looking straight into the lens with pure terror in his eyes. But that wasn’t the worst part. Next to Ryan sat my mother, Elena Harper.

My dad, Richard, was halfway down the length of the table, laughing heartily at something Leo's aunt had said, entirely oblivious to the fault lines cracking open beneath our feet. And right beside me, separated only by a sliver of polished wood and a crystal water glass, sat Elena. "You really must try the asparagus, Olivia," Elena murmured, her voice a melodic, syrupy hum that she pitched just right so it wouldn't carry across the table, yet felt deafeningly loud to my ringing ears. She speared a slender spear with her silver fork, her diamond engagement ring catching the overhead light and throwing tiny, blinding flashes of white across my napkin. "Leo tells me you're studying marine biol

He made a fake clutching of his chest. Why was he doing this? It was so out of character for him. Finn’s gaze snapped to me, waiting for an explanation. His knee brushed mine, and I suddenly felt hot, despite the air conditioning in the room. My throat felt dry. Just as I was about to speak, he stretched out his hand to Finn who stared at it reluctantly before taking it. “I’m Caden. Miyara’s brother.” The word landed like a slap. Brother. The way he said it felt wrong. Brothers didn't know how you taste and brothers didn't shove their cocks down their sister’s throat.

"Names." "We're with the supply side," I said, my voice flat and bored. I channeled my best Jax Carter impression. "Direct contact. Not on the list." The man's eyes moved to Ren, who just stared back with a look of pure, cold hatred. Three seconds later, the bouncer held out his hand. "Phones." I handed mine over without a blink. Ren did the same. The door opened, and we stepped into the belly of the beast. Inside, the music hit my chest like a blow. Red and blue lights cut through a thick cloud of smoke. The air smelled like expensive alcohol and a strong, manufactured chemical scent.

“This you?” “…your mom knocked someone out with a tray without a warning…” Andrea received the phone and stared at the headline, of how there was an altercation in a café involving the local supermodel, Roxanne Cromwell. The VNVS’s model’s face was even obscured as if the gossip blog knew its limits. “You weren’t lying about not messing with her.”

His voice broke, unraveling as every muscle in his body clenched. His legs quivered, shaking. “Fuck, Cupcake. You are draining me.” “Don’t pull back. Don’t you dare—oh fuck—ohhh fuck yes—” “I’m coming—I’m fucking coming—ahhh—AHH, FUUUCK—JASMINE—” “Take it—take all of it—ahhh, FUCK—every last drop—yes—yes—YES!” He erupted. Thick, hot spurts shot straight into her throat—deep, heavy, endless. She didn’t flinch. She didn’t let a single drop escape.