Rwby Elm Novels & Stories

It is here that they encounter their next trial—a guardian of the waters, an elemental being who tests their ability to flow with the currents of change. The battle that ensues is a dance of agility and adaptability. Elysia calls upon her mastery of Metamorphosa, allowing her to harness the fluidity of water to both attack and defend. Valen channels his wisdom, guiding his companions to read the subtle shifts in the elemental's movements. Elara's keen senses detect the ebb and flow of the battle, while Kael's unyielding strength withstands the elemental's relentless onslaught.

Wyn murmurs. I save El a reply by saying, “Yes, Princess.” El opens her mouth and closes it, I steal a kiss from her as she stares at her little creations in wonder. Yeah, they are unbelievable sometimes. But we love them. They complete us. Wyn clings to El as she stands and helps Bren to her feet. One person is missing. “Where’s Bri?”

The male was larger, almost at the same height as Rygan. “Brother,” the male says as he walks in fast, wide steps, taking Rygan into a deep hug. His rich pine scent spreads with Rygan's mint and cedarwood. “El, this is Tazmin Brams, the commander of the Blood Moon troops and second in command, as well as Alpha Rygan's sworn wolf brother, Tazmin. Elise.” “It’s nice to see a prettier female than these ugly faces,” he joked with a strong accent that was more intense than Rygan’s voice. With a friendly smirk.

I froze in disbelief, turning to see who had intervened, and there stood Bryce. "Bryce?" I murmured in disbelief, my heart beginning to settle back into its rapid rhythm. "Stand back, Elora... I'll make them regret ever laying a finger on you," Bryce commanded with authority, and without hesitation, I obeyed, stepping back cautiously. "You want her? Then you'll have to go through me first!" Bryce declared fiercely, his voice echoing with determination as he swiftly shifted into his formidable wolf form. "Arrghhh!" he roared ferociously at them, his eyes ablaze with the intensity of his inner wolf.

Nor did he know that Rhevys had started to covet his mate Elora. Elora on the other hand was thinking to herself that she should’ve carried on with her plan to learn how to fight on her own in case of a day like this where her wolves were not allowed to associate with her. She took a quick look at Rhevys. He wasn’t as tall as Aidan but he was immensely muscular and had a default smirk on his face nearly every time. Like his father and his half-brother Roman he had platinum blonde hair but he didn’t wear it in a half-ponytail like Roman since he was no longer next in line after Roman defeated him. The difference between him and Roman was his face and eyes. Sure he had the same snow white hai

Emma chimed in, his voice small but decisive, “Agreed.” Elliot allowed himself a genuine smile. “Excellent. Rise, then. And show me what you can do.” Bryan stretched his fingers, a look of concentration on his face. A small, perfect flame sparked to life in the center of his palm, dancing and casting flickering shadows on the walls. Mello looked around. “I need… a book. And a pencil. A specific one.”

he smiles dryly, exchanging looks between Elara and I. "Come my lady, I have preserved a barge for the both of us" Sawyer brings forth his hand to Elara, keeping his eyes on her. Elara's eyes flicker to mine, her eyes had gone back to normal and there was no trace of anything unusual. Ryker could see she did not want to go, fear evident in her eyes. {THANKS FOR READING! }

"We need to get you dressed before Boru arrives." Niamh loved the flowers, "Boru?" Maeval smiled and nodded, "Roedrian Boru. He is on the council, and if I may say, one of the more open-minded members." "Oh, yes," Niamh nodded, remembering the elf in the red robe from her wedding day. With a heavy sigh, the future Elven queen pulled herself away from the windows.

“Now, tell me about the wyvern!” “I am the one that tamed them!” Eluvene said and straightened her back proud, her eyes searching for the wyvern in the sky. “It took me months to find the right spell to make the wyverns loyal to me!” When the large beast flew above the river, she smiled. “Beautiful, isn’t he?” “Of course, you would think a brainless creature is beautiful!” Milton said, his voice angry. “They are not brainless! Wyverns are very smart! Unlike a certain Fire Mage, I know,” said Eluvene before going to Godefray and Spirit.

Dawn bled into the forest, pale light filtering through the trees like fingers brushing over the world. Elara stood at the edge of the clearing, hands trembling but eyes sharp. The events of the night had left the bond pulsing in her veins, raw and insistent. Her powers hummed, waiting, eager to obey her command. She flexed her fingers, silver sparks leaping in arcs between her palms. Kael approached silently, every movement predatory, protective, yet careful not to overwhelm her. His golden eyes softened as they met hers, a silent reassurance, a tether grounding her storm.