Rwby Cinder Novels & Stories

"You have spent ten thousand years consuming yourselves because you lacked the earth to ground your heat. My blood is not a tribute to your power; it is a medicine for your burnout." Cinder stepped forward, her obsidian tipped spear lowered but her amber eyes filled with a desperate and predatory hunger. She held out a small, sun-fired clay bowl. Maya pulled a small silver-edged blade from her belt and made a tiny, precise incision on the palm of her hand. As the single drop of Silver Crest blood hit the bottom of the bowl, the reaction was not violent. It did not explode into flame.

Lyra POV Even as she nodded, she could feel Cinder coiling tightly inside her chest, a subtle vibration of alertness and warning. The wind carried scents she couldn’t immediately identify, but her instincts prickled. Her past training at Emberclaw, every lesson Kael and the older warriors had instilled in her, flared in response. She had learned to trust her senses, to read the forest in ways humans never could. She picked up a faint, metallic scent on the breeze, mingling with smoke from the cooking fires. Something was approaching, she could feel it in her bones, and Cinder echoed the alarm with a low, internal growl.

It was only during the night as I sat by the fireplace feeling the warmth of the cinders, I would truly feel free of all shackles. This was why I was nicknamed Cinderella by everybody around me but Mary would say, “Just because you are called Cinderella does not mean you will marry some prince charming. You are just a cinder; a piece of burnt coal which needs to be disposed off to some waiter washing dishes at Four Seasons”

His warm embrace made her feel so safe that she never wanted to leave it. "Okay," Ryder put on a pair of shorts from Ariel's bag. She was the only one to think they might want some clothes when they shifted. He was glad she had thought ahead. "How the fuck did you get into my forest and into my hut?" Cressida asked as she staggered to her feet. Why did her body hurt, and why were her spells not working? "My power is stronger than yours will ever be. It's time for you to die." Ryder answered. He slowly released Zoe and walked over to Cressida. She crossed her arms and smirked.

This time his mind and synergy were one. It caressed him, embraced him like a shield and Nio felt invincible. Nothing could pass through it; nothing could hurt him. He imagined a butterfly with yellow and red wings and the shield was gone. A swarm of butterflies appeared and flew away from him. When they disappeared into the night, Nio laughed and continued to laugh. He knew so much now. The whole universe in the palm of his hand. The scalding deserts around Raal, just one thought

Micah was fighting three Frostfang wolves, his blade flashing. I shifted. The bond exploded through me—silver light, warm and fierce. I crashed into the Frostfang, not killing, driving them back. "Run!" I shouted. Micah grabbed Cinder. They ran. The Frostfang howled—not in anger, in despair. --- We reached Silver Creek at dawn. Cinder collapsed in the garden, the Heart still in her hands. Solara rushed to her. "She's frozen," Solara said. "Not the Heart—her fingers. The cold is spreading."

house. I waited for some time, muscles feeling stiff before finally descending the tree. Why would I have nightmares of him I wondered, I knew it was him due to his fur pattern on his ears, I had never seen another wolf with such ears. I wondered silently if it had to do with him being mad that I didn’t remember him. I knew I needed to get to Rose’s but the sudden fear was crippling, what if he was right that he would get what he wanted, what if he used the fear all seemed to have in his family to get Alpha James to hand me over to his pack. Was I risking my friend and her family if I went to their house? The scent of moonlight reached me on a random breeze, the moon goddess herself was tr

How can I let it go like this? The bastard who hurt her is going to be dead soon. Eventually, a week after, Brayden Marshall was beheaded by Prince Rhyker.

The old man smiled like a cat who’d already swallowed the canary and was licking cream from his whiskers “Name’s Caedrin wizard wanderer collector of rare and broken things” His gaze slid past her sharp as broken glass to the second rider thundering up the road through curtains of rain Kaelin soaked to the bone hood ripped back by the wind silver hair plastered to her skull Across her saddlebow lay Lyra—still unconscious head lolling blue-silver veins crawling up her throat like living frost. They glowed faintly beneath skin gone nearly translucent lips almost black. Each shallow breath looked borrowed like the next one might be refused

said Swift Mustang, Twilight & Bronyium looked at the them “Quiet Lily, Astral Mist, Ivory Wings, Lunar Scar, Swift Mustang & Shadow Star… the Disabled Six proud and strong” said Bronyium “is Dashie okay…” I said, Swift and the others, Bronyium & Twilight turned around and saw me walking with the help of Azerix, Aezaith & Phageomora “Firefly are you okay?” Twilight asked “I am just got help from Azerix, Aezaith & Phageomora.” I said.