Rwby Ciel Novels & Stories

Ryan kissed me on the cheek before he and Liam went back toward the way I had come from. “Angry alpha at 9’o clock,” Caleb whispered, looking in a different direction than the one he mentioned. I glanced and did indeed see a very angry Alpha Azai watching us. “So, you’re crying and he’s angry. Interesting indeed.” Caleb mused, looking at me. “It doesn’t matter, Caleb, it was clearly a mistake.” Azai’s POV

~Caelum The blast hit me hard. Not enough to kill, but enough to sting. Enough to humiliate. I staggered back, clutching my side, the heat of the fireball still sizzling against my ribs. The tiny creature — Riley, the damn ceratopod — had eyes brighter than the moons and spells packed in her like a ticking star. And then, she vanished. With Eira. Gone.

Uncle continued, "Ciel, the witch of Emrin, cajoled the powers of the Ember when she was just nineteen. Young and foolish. Her reign of terror didn't last long, though. Thorian the Great trapped her in the Iorwerth with his knights, soldiers, and dragons. He executed her there. All those armies and beasts for one person. It shows how powerful she was. But before Ciel died, she cursed Iorwerth, her burial ground." Uncle paused, letting the gravity of his words sink in. "In her wrath, she died, but she didn't go alone. She took the souls of the men there that day. Those same souls now roam Iorwerth. Recent research has shown that before Ciel died, she bore a child to a man from the Bashan trib

Again Alicia wins again. ---------- Troy" I'm hiding inside of the restroom yet I can't help it not to interfere. I came out of the bathroom, then the people inside of the room stopped. “I'm sorry to interrupt your family discussion. My name is Razel I'm Airlea's classmate. She was telling the truth” I sigh, It's much better if I use my brother's name since he was the true classmate of Airlea. “Who are you! Are you one of these girl friends that come inside of our house!”

The large brown headed man turned into his Wolf form, then Ryder and Cade hauled Jace onto his shoulders. I turned to the Elf. "Right, uh... - Ciel." He bowed, his pointy ears folding back a little at the gesture which peeked my interest. I nodded. "Ciel. Can you lead the way? Please... it would be preferable if we get there as fast- - Actually, it would be faster if you came with me, alone." I opened my mouth to speak, but Cade growled and stepped between me and Ciel. "As if we're going to let you take her away..."

Develops an obsessive love towards Eliora. THE NOBLEST TRIAD: • Archaios 'Hellios' Sarmiento • Eliora 'Crimson Leroux' Castleion • Knythe Damien 'Thyne' Aviar THE TWELVE DESCENDANTS: *The following names are written based on their ranking.* • Bullet Sephtis 'Prime' Aviar • Azrael Tyrese 'Celestia' Sato • Sebastian Aries 'Pierce' Cohen • Marcelina 'Vixen' Farren

All I could focus on was maintaining the shield, protecting Elias, and finding a way out of the collapsing facility before we were buried alive. "Racheal..." Elias's voice was weak against my shoulder. "What... what are you?" "I'm what I was always meant to be," I said, my layered voice somehow calm despite the chaos. "Now hold on. We're leaving." I stood, Elias cradled in my arms, and looked around what remained of the chamber. The exit was blocked by rubble. The ceiling was still falling. Purple flames—Kelly's last gift—were spreading despite having consumed their creator.

“Her bracelet. There is supposedly some kind of protection spell that can ward off vampires. I need to know if that’s true.” I eyed Adrian. So he didn’t believe that part, or maybe he just didn’t want to. He didn’t want to believe that Acelin actually cared about me. It would be better for him if I had been under his influence. That gut-wrenching feeling had come back. He was still hurting. I was curious as to what Ciel would be able to come up with concerning my bracelet. What was a sensory witch exactly anyways? She walked over to me and put her hand on my bracelet moving it between her fingers. This time her head stayed still but her eyes turned white once again gazing off into the distan

To him, the eggs are not a prize, But children born beneath the skies. He fights to free them, wing and scale, A rider sworn to truth’s own tale. Skylar ‘How are you feeling? I was worried about you,’ Cyryl says as I lean against her body. She wraps her tail protectively around me as we watch Bynjym rise high into the sky. ‘I slept well, better than I expected honestly.’ ‘You like Ryuki,’ she states.

I budged but it didn't do anything. "You are not going there without a plan. We don't even know what she looks like." He said. He does have a point, going there without a plan is suicide. "You don't need to do this." The young boy said. "Kid, the princess of the clan is as important as an elder. The princess keeps the balance of each clan, you guys need her." Zale explained. Zale is smart, good-looking, a little bit innocent, and is kind. Thank goodness he is like this because I have no patience to explain these kinds of things. He is also explaining to the children that I am in a bad mood because of the story they told us. "Anyways, do you kids know what she looks like? Or what her name is?