Rwby Grimm Oc Novels & Stories

"Please listen to me. Those beings are truly... idiotic. Just calm down and follow my instructions. Trust me." The green being infront of her started to grunt. It spoke of something she couldn't understand. ❇❇❇ The orc had just finished swooping down the last soul from the gas station. He and his comrade, Schnek were incharge of this whole area. As he was about to walk forward, he saw a figure slumping down a few steps away from him. "A normal!" "Lucky me," he thought as he licked his lip. "Another soul added to my capsule."

I turned to find Ophois stepping out from one of his doorways in the form of an anthropomorphic wolf, holding two golden spheres the size of cherry tomatoes. A breath caught in my throat. “How did you get it so small?” “My weaponsmith can work miracles at short notice.” His gaze roved up and down my form. “Cathwulf, may I say you look ravishing?” “No,” Griff snarled. The Egyptian god flashed his teeth. “I’ll be back next year to see if you’ve come to your senses.” “What’s that about?” Griff asked into our bond. “He’s still got blue balls from the night we had dinner,” I replied. Out loud, I said, “Thanks for doing this.”

When the Omega still made no attempt, he sighed again and slowly reached forward. His eyes were already glowing before he touched the Omega. The Omega slowly looked up as soon as the wind began to swirl around them. His eyes move as he looks at the ice dancing in the wind. His lips part as he looks at it in awe. He had never seen anything like it. It looked so magical and pretty when the lights caused the ice to shimmer. He looked down when he felt a cold sensation on his arm and shoulder. He saw the Alpha's arm was blue, and his eyes widened when his own arm began to turn blue. “It's okay. Don't be frightened. I'm going to heal you and take your pain away,” Grayson's voice was so soft it wa

This had happened on my watch. Wrath turned a corner into the open-plan area of the bar as I walked inside. His gaze narrowed because I was sure the rage was etched onto my face. I looked around and another man was wiping his hands on a cloth, looking pissed off with the world. His vest identified him as Grim.

I looked at her, this little human who had chosen to stay, who kissed me in the room where my parents watched from a frame, and felt my chest twist with tenderness. "I wish you could hear what I am hearing..." I admitted. Savannah frowned. "You two on your little group chat thingy again?" I nodded once. Rowan chose that exact moment to yell into my head again, somehow he was louder. "I'M SO HAPPY I COULD SHIFT! GRIM IS SPRINTING IN MY HEAD, BARKING LIKE A MANIAC!" Grim. Rowan's wolf. Big. Slate gray, all sharp ears and too much attitude.

The one I thought, probably stupidly, might be my mate. Cedric Grayson, son of our beta. He is exactly as I remember, even more so up close. The moonlight catches the white-gold of his hair, making it a halo against the darkness. His eyes, the clear, bright blue of a winter sky, find mine. There is no warmth in them. No recognition of the shy girl from the Stonefang territory who used to watch him train. There is only surprise, followed quickly by a flush of deep, mortifying embarrassment. He looks away, as if my presence is a personal affront, a stain on his reputation.

Grim shook his head at me and informed me that he hung out with my father most of the time until he started dating Deagon. "I wasn't into men so I stayed within my home and spoke with my staff, I'm friends with several," he mumbled softly and I sighed at the poor guy. I started to feel the all to familiar chill course throughout my veins and knew the instant my heart stopped beating. I looked up at Grim's concerned green eyes and clenched my fists to gather my power. I pressed my hands to my chest and fell back from the blast. I looked down and crossed my arm quickly across my now bra covered chest. My cheeks turn red watching Grim unbutton his shirt. He never wore an undershirt and my mouth

Suddenly, a grim-faced man kicked the door open. CRASH! "That's Grimm, the second oldest. He looks rough, but he’s kind. Don't be afraid of him." Grimm scowled, his sharp, dark face looking perpetually angry. Snow White shivered. "Finally awake, human? You’ve caused us nothing but trouble. Annoying brat," he muttered before tossing a bouquet of wild flowers onto the bed. "Eat more soup. You'll never get strong on that tiny amount."

I’m not sure if I am on edge because of this emergency meeting concerning Zephyra, or if it is because I absolutely detest that Jareth inhaled the scent of her arousal. He reacted to it with a darkening eye. Her scent was strong enough to make any shifter go wild, but that is not a good enough reason for me to abandon the thought of leaving my Beta blind for the rest of his days. ‘Definitely not the meeting,’ Grimm says on my behalf. I hadn’t thought he was capable of making jokes, but this is one of the other sides of him I am beginning to enjoy. It would have been better if he spoke when I was younger. After the darkness my parents gave me, it would have been nice to hear something close t

For someone with a bulky frame he sure moved fast, the air was knocked out of me as strong arms wrapped themselves around me taking me out of the way, the ground beneath us vibrated as Grims fists knocked into the ice. “are you okay?” my eyes were still wide when i noticed the damage, i slowly turned to Atlas who held me against him. Ice breaths escaped his lips as he stared at Ares, i turned back to Grim who adjusted his body and turned to me, his cape had come undone revealing the rest of his body. Atlas tucked me behind him and stood defensively in front of me. I got a good look of Grim’s body, his back especially, he had more tattoos which spiraled around his back, his arms were large a