Rwby Elm Novels & Stories

No longer the blade that must cut first. She was mother. Children born of mixed blood—fae and wolf, witch and shade—ran laughing through the grass near her feet. Elders leaned against trees grown by Elira’s hand, their eyes wet with quiet awe. The Vale, once a battlefield, breathed again. Ruby found her again after the ceremony, standing beneath one of the new Vale trees—a silverroot, grown overnight by Elira’s will. Its bark shimmered like starlight frozen in time. "She scares them," Ruby said.

Kane rolls his eyes. “It’s you,” Braden starts laughing, pointing at me. “Me?” My voice climbs an octave. “What have I done besides kicking his ass.” “It’s your vampire side,” Braden says, looking at the trees doubling over in awe. “You’re gifted with an element. Wind, to be specific.” “I don’t …” “Elara,” Braden cuts me off and walks closer. “Close your eyes, take deep breaths and think about Stella.” “But …”

Adam rested his elbow on one of the cushions while he brought out an envelope from his pocket. "Guess what?" He said. Opening the envelope. "I am not a witch, Adam. You know I can't guess." I responded, and his grin dropped. "Why did you have to take the fun out of it?" He asked, pouting his lips. I smiled and lovingly pulled his left cheek apologising for spoiling the moment.

He was aware how much painful a lack of marking could be but Elva's reaction was too much, she was shaking and crying so hard that he started to feel worried about her. They sat like that for a while until she finally calmed down, Emrys saw her eyes flickering with gold color, he blinked in surprise, "That was her wolf!' He could hear Reese shouting with excitement. But then they quickly returned back to normal. Elva was panting for air, her heart was slowly returning back to its rhythm, he still held her in his arms and she didn't feel like moving at all, she felt like staying in his warm embrace forever. This man never fails to amaze her with how her body reacts to his advances. "How do yo

She had to move with a special material that kept her heart stable, for she would also be a weak Omega if not for her wolf, Bambi the executioner. I stood my ground, staring at her hair as it fell right down. There was nothing I could do to stop her from denying such an incessant act of jealousy. I also felt that way whenever other ladies challenged me for him. “What’s happened here?” The ground shook. We exchanged glances, taking our eyes towards the sound of the grumbling noise. Ryu stood there, a roughed-up boar hanging around his neck. He wasn’t putting on clothes, and his broad chest caught my attention. He was dripping, his well-sculpted abs glistening with each movement he made under

“Nothing. Ready. Get set. Go.” “Hey, I wasn’t even ready.” “Losers weepers.” Ruby summoned her water elemental and had it guide her to the other side of the river. “I won!” exclaimed Ruby as she popped out of the water. “No, you didn’t.” Eric was already sitting up on the rock. “What? How did you?” Eric smiled. Ruby didn’t know that Eric had the water elemental dragon. He have pure advantage when it comes to water. “Huh?” questioned Ruby tilting her head.

Why, there are no such things as wizards, at least not anymore'. He waves a hand, and a firefly glides down from the roof smoothly. It hovers a bit above Cyran, a rather large one that makes a small buzzing sound. The light goes off and then back on as it moves on to me. Ryon nods a little. 'I am merely a tool in the hands of Miela'. 'What's that?' Luisa asks quietly, pointing at the firefly. Ryon smiles kindly at her. 'It looks like a firefly, does it not? In a way it is. In other terms, it is…well, my channeler, a kind of forerunner'. 'What is it doing on my head?' Cyran snaps, even though it's just a finger's breadth away. 'Checking,' the girl says darkly. I can barely see her face now, t

Won't that lead to some discussions? "Miss Elkie." Braelyn greeted respectfully because Elkie is Wyatt's sister and the two of them weren't close. Also, Braelyn is an orphan compared to Elkie's royal blood, so she could only greet Elkie. Elkie smiled and leaned forward with a cunning smile. "You're his mate? I heard you've been on his bed and do more." She said in a ridiculing tone. Braelyn's expression changed immediately. "Are you calling me a slut?" She fired back.

I take one more proud look at my warriors, especially the ones who have rejoined us from being under the coven’s spell, then turn toward Golden Elm’s pack, waiting at the edge of the clearing. Roxy stands beside a sleek painted mare with white socks and a silver-streaked mane. Her father, Jacob, Alpha of Golden Elm, helps adjust her stirrup while her mother stands nearby with misty eyes, tucking a lock of hair behind Roxy’s ear like she’s done it a thousand times. I’m thankful for the horses since Roxy and I are still recovering from being attacked by the witches. When Roxy sees me, she breaks into a small smile, soft and private. It’s the kind of smile that makes the weight in my chest ease

I assumed that they were the council members. To the left stood a tall man somewhere in his thirties at a guess, his short crop of bright red hair gave away who he was. Crowley Bravon, an Elementalist, his abilities were as you would expect, he had control over all four of the elements, fire water earth and air. It was one of the cooler races I had read about. He was known, according to what Cole had said in one of his lessons, for his love of beasts and promotion of animal welfare rights.