Novel & Cerita Rwby Books

Grandmother takes me to the dungeons, and the guards already know why we are there. My grandmother, in a mind link, tells me to look up. "These are ancient rocks; you could also say they are living rocks. They protect themselves from harm. They consider magic harmful, so they use electricity to stop it. It is funny, really their kryptonite is rubber. Then, of course, every king has witches put wards of protection, keeping people out. Back to the rocks. Witches keep the rocks' weaknesses a secret, otherwise they would be useless as a protection against evil magic. I had already put on rubber shoes before coming into the dungeon. My magic will be unaffected.”

“First, tell me your reason.” “What are you, five? I want candy in exchange for a secret.” I mocked in a baby voice. “I did not sound like that!” Jordan snapped. “And I usually had useful information; you have to agree on that.” “I do.” I sighed. Jordan had always been a mama’s boy, always sticking to his mom like a little piece of chewing gum. Which is exactly why he got to hear most of the conversation the adults were having, and since he was still so young, the adults never paid much attention to him and discussed all sorts of secrets in front of him, which he then dutifully delivered back to me in exchange for any kind of sweets which I teleported in for him from all around the world. “A

Pregnancy shouldn’t make me feel as weak as I felt. I was concerned about the courier raven reaching its destination. I wasn’t sure a message was ever sent to Desolation from Vampire Land. To insure the raven found its way and no prying eyes could read my message, I called upon my magic to seal it and magnetize it with Desolation’s vibration. Unleashing my magic within the walls of a castle where a powerful magician resided was risky, but I saw no other way to assure my message reached Gwendoline intact.

thank you so much. I planning on writing BOOK 2. but with a different characters found in this book. can't decide which among them. I already talked to much. hahhaha.. thank you once again.. Sincerely, RJ Cross

Richard, Misoo and Beau have their own book and so do Jordan and Aubrey, as well as Olivia Stanton. Book 1 was about Jordan Sykes and Aubrey Evans, but unfortunately, I took it down from every site. Book 3 is about Richard and Misoo. Book 4 is about Beau and his client. And lastly, book 5 is about Olivia and a hot farmer. So, subscribe to my Patreon. Now, this series was all about time pass for me if I’m being utterly honest.

As soon as he turned back to me, the smile on his face vanished. “Get the fuck up and make me breakfast”. He said and even though it felt like my ribs had broken, I stood up almost immediately and dashed out of the basement to make them breakfast. My father soon left for a council meeting as the union Ball was close now. Raven went out to see her friends, leaving me at home alone. I didn't have much to do as I was done with my chores already but I knew better than to go out. Going back to the basement, I took out a book and began reading. I didn't have a cellphone like my sister, so I took pleasure in reading beautiful romance books even though they were all just a fairytale to me.

Matteo’s POV. It was well past midnight when I made my way back. The burden of the week hung heavy, a silent chain pulling me down with every move. The hallway lay in a heavy silence, the air thick and unmoving, interrupted only by the relentless ticking of the clock. The scent of home lingered in the air—leather, a whisper of pine, and something delicate, something I couldn’t quite place but recognized as hers.

The wolf guard, whose age still allowed him to get excited at the sight of a woman's breasts and beautiful legs, not hidden by the length of the dress, dispersed over my figure, not paying attention to the fact that Alyosha, a wolf of very modest bulky parameters, settled down right behind him . I asked Gray to wait five minutes before entering, so that I could have time to look around, and, pacing along the sparkling clean glass windows, inside of which there were no less sparkling decorations on velvet substrates, I could not help but notice that Arthur had taken his business to a higher level. level, compared to what I had, but, unfortunately, was greedy for security. - Good afternoon! -

“That’s what I meant.” “The books and movies are incorrect,” Rowan informed him. “The vampire and the werewolf originated in one of earth’s alternate dimensions. It is a dimension that is far more beautiful and pleasant a place to be. We were exiled here as punishment for angering Goethe, a powerful god being. Each holds the other at fault for this exile. Hence the hatred, resentment, and constant battling.