Rwby Grimm Oc の小説・ストーリー

"Ten years is too long for me. So I'm going to defeat you right here, right now." Ravyn, still bleeding and looking terrible, told the opponent in front of him. A dark gray atmosphere steadily poured out of her body. ...Gray aura.. ‘Enhancement’ like Freja? How the hell?!... Weiss also noticed it. The atmosphere was similar to that of the Donkey executive he had just as recently killed. *Bam!* *zzz-swish*…

“Make note of these names. Sephyr and Danica. Find out everything about them.” Osric bows and leaves the room. “But why did he take you?” Raphael asks. I tell Raphael what Stephan believed, leaving out the parts that would reveal my powers to the King, who listens closely. “The motive makes sense,” the King says. “But that boy, Grimm, is still dangerous. He is a descendant of the Raven Wolf King. His powers are not something we can ignore.” I shake my head. “Grimm is good. His power is hard for him to control, but every time he used it, it was to help. He didn’t just save your life, sire, he saved me, and he helped Raphael stop Stephan.”

And I'm happy that I was his too. As my hands brush his dark wavy hair, he groan in his sleep. We have been together for so many years now. Me and this big teddy bear of mine both attended the same school. Because of us both of our parents were friends. I was the only daughter of alpha Draven Grayson of the moonlight pack and he was the only child of alpha Ben Wilder. I had an elder brother Axel Grayson. He was a ladies man. Bryant dislike him. But to be honest they both dislike each other. Sometimes i wonder if it was because of me. Bryant and I remain friends for many years even though we both knew that we had feelings for each other. Still, we couldn't admit it because we were not mate. I

I want her daddy's spot, Arya growled playfully as I lined up at the starting marker of the obstacle course. Brayden shifted into position beside me, and the scent of his anxiety and frustration hung in the air. He smelled like a frightened pup on the first day of training. Good to know I already had this effect on him. On the sidelines, a small crowd formed, and Gamma Olivier stormed over to see what the deal was. When his steely gaze locked onto me in the starting position, he opened his mouth to protest. But the sight of Brayden beside me silenced it instantly. A knowing look flashed in his eyes, and a smirk tugged at the corner of his mouth. So the rumors from back then were true.

It was getting late, the guys wanted to show me their playground. “But here, you are welcome,” Ryan joined us. He was this jovial wolf, tall and muscular. His eyes were yellow, I guess he was treated differently because of that. “Midnight Pack is our enemy…we are wolves but not mindless animals…” This time it was Bryce who came from behind. He was still shirtless. Bryce didn't seem to like me very much. He came to stand in front of me, “Bryce, not now…let the lady be,” Ryan rushed to stop Bryce. I didn't understand why he hated me at first sight. “She's not from there,” Ryan added.

“Think, damn it. Seventeen, dark hair, maybe using a fake name. If you’ve seen a girl running scared, I need to know.” Every answer came back the same. Silence. Confusion. Dead ends. Rhett slammed his phone onto the table, the crack of it turning a few heads in the common room. Hawk raised a brow from the bar. “You trying to break it or just scare it into talking?” Rhett shot him a glare that shut him up quick. ________________ Grim found him later, sitting outside on the porch, smoke curling from the cigarette between his fingers. “You look like hell,” Grim said simply.

,his chuckle makes me jump. "I was talking to you, baby, but she is beautiful too. Hi, I'm Grim, the leader of the underworld. I see we got problems out there. Roman seems calmer now, "he sits beside me. I move, but he stops me by touching my belly. A smile forms on his handsome face. "I sense a very strong male. You will have a great alpha",his hand strokes my belly as his eyes focus on Amber. She begs my mate to leave me, and I tense.

Smiling rather than cowering at the giant that most men piss their pants at. Those almond eyes of Grimm’s in as much shape as coloring twitch everywhere else entirely unintimidated. More worried about whatever he seems to have forgotten, than Rourke’s glare. I seriously can’t get the image of a happy but clumsy golden retriever out of my head. Grimm’s hair is dark, but he’s got honey toned skin, expressive brown eyes, and a somewhat lanky figure. In true puppy fashion, the tech nerd is chasing his proverbial tail again when the pair of them reach the breakfast bar I’m sitting at.

I looked up at him with a questioning look. ‘I really would never have hurt Deamian’s mom. He always thought I hated her for making me leave, for trying to keep me safe because I was so ordinary and could have gotten hurt by her enemies. He was wrong though. I have only and will only lover her… even in death.” I gave him a small smirk and said, “Yeah, I know Mr Grimmwolf.” And with that he left. So Deamian had really made Ryker in his father’s likeness. A weak, ordinary wolf like his dad. I guess he did still care for his own dad.