Rwby Cinder Novels & Stories

But why? My blood boiled in my ears, and Ryker crawled to the surface with a growl, my eyes still not leaving him as more rogues and witches rushed to where I was. I fought my way through the witches that swamped in the mist. Suddenly, from nowhere, lines of fire broke out, circling the witches, and lighting some rogues on fire. A figure moved speedily in the haze, slashing their heads off with a long sword made from the fire itself, and his body burning with flames that didn't bother him at all. It had to be him. The phoenix Ciri had mentioned.

Niobe attached a recent surveillance photo of Malphas. “Then there’s Aelen: an expert in necro-alchemy. He processes the body parts of magical creatures into artefacts or elixirs to extend the sorcerers’ lifespans.” I noticed the skull-and-serpent tattoo at the nape of his neck. Niobe mentioned he was a Siphora, like herself. “Who’s this one?” Caspian asked. “That’s Borg: the Guardian of Cinders. He wields black fire capable of incinerating anything in seconds. His role is to guard the ritual site and prevent detection.”

He shifts his focus to my mate instead, and his gaze becomes something I would have punched in any other man, but I know I need to let her and Angel handle this one. “So, who do we have here?” Druida says, holding up her hand when he opens his mouth to answer. “A warning; I can mindread you and I know when you lie even if I don’t mindread you, so do not lie to me or it’ll be very tedious to be you in a moment.” “He’s our cousin. Melchor Darkbringer.” A silksmooth male voice says from behind us as Cian walks out of the forest again, his wings gone, his expression less murderous than before.

"Slow down a bit, Ruby; let's scare her some more. She might think we are from the camp to get her,' Cindy said, laughing, and I laughed too. I knew we could not waste time teasing Racheal. Soon the sun would come up, and they would know what had happened. She was obviously freaking out. So I moved close and linked with her. She stopped immediately and turned around. Her face was matted with tears and sweat. She covered her eyes from the headlights. I dimed the light so it won't be harsh. She must have been beating herself up about running. Cindy and I called her to hurry inside, and she did without hesitation. She smelled of piss, but we were silent. "Sigmas.." Kira said, and I knew she was

“You won’t be needing this ever again.” He revealed his hands, extending them toward me. My translucent, white-and-yellow citrine wand was cradled in his palms. That wand had chosen me my first day at AKaelenmy Obscura. It had glowed, then floated down from the wall of wands to where I stood below. I’d been so happy. Citrine was a stone of courage, mental focus, and a powerful regenerator. I owed my life to that wand. Forrest’s fingers curled. He gripped my wand tight, his features contorted in effort until a horrible cracking rent the air. My wand shattered.

Frya is a rare werewolf, legendarily named the Wild Beast and she learned of her real nature years after she lost all her family, save one brother, in the Great Battle, inspired by the Sisterhood. Now tinted with the mark of revenge, Riyin, alongside his best friend, Frya, embark on the quest to find the Sisterhood, a coven of the most powerful witches, the Violet Witch included, and avenging his family's death. Through fights, hunger, and many brushes with death, they finally find the Sisterhood, but they are not ready for what they meet.

The witches closed in, their laughter echoing like a chorus of nightmares. Something inside Aqua snapped. A surge of dark energy, unfamiliar and terrifying, welled up within her. She felt her pendant grow hot against her skin, the clear crystal turning black as smoke. The air around her crackled with raw power as she turned back towards the attackers, her fear morphing into a blinding rage.

said Raven. "Then do it," said Cain. Raven raised her hand, but she couldn't bring out her electricity. Cain noticed this. "Don't be afraid. You won't kill Kyra. I am here beside you." said Cain. Raven took a deep breath, and her two hands released electricity a moment later. She makes the electricity crawls into the werewolf Kyra, who struggles to get rid of the binding spell Beatrix has created. Electricity engulfed the werewolf Kyra's body, and a loud howl inside the gym.

She only understood mate, threat, protect. “Vada.” Ryder’s voice cut through the rising panic. He had come back into the room without noticing. His storm-gray eyes were already bleeding red at the edges. Cipher was close to the surface. “You’re shaking,” he said, low and rough. “I’m not ready.” The admission tasted like ash. “I can make my eyes glow and grow claws, but that won’t stop an army. I don’t know how to use whatever power Cassius wants from me. I don’t even know if I can use it.”

She didn't stop there. She walked out of the room where Zel was still on the floor and Raine was waiting impatiently. Sweat was breaking from Zel's forehead. "Hold on just a bit longer," Cinder told her. She lifted the skirt of her dress, revealing the brown boot she had on. She dragged her right leg out and drew an invisible arc with her foot. "Take down the protection on the decoy house," Cinder instructed. Zel exhaled and I assumed she did just that.