Rwby Grimm Wolf Novels & Stories

He was pushed back with the very same force of his strength, and it flung him halfway down the hallway. Zayn had to change to his wolf form to break his fall. A humongous four legged creature, with pitch black fur and red eyes taking over his form. This was Zayn’s wolf whom he named Grim. The creature looked like death itself, there was no need for a warning sign to know to stay away from him. Grim walked slowly on all fours to observe the door. There was something strange about it, it was as though there were an invisible energy emitting from it, and although Zayn couldn’t see it, he could feel it.

The Grave Hound leader roared, then leaped to attack. Revira closed her eyes. This was the end. But death did not come. She opened her eyes. A giant, dark gray-furred wolf had just landed in front of them, slamming the Grave Hound away. The wolf was not Rakar. Its fur was darker, its eyes glowing red. Aummm! The gray wolf roared, and the other Grave Hounds whined in fear and scattered back into the forest. The wolf then turned, looking at Revira and Ardan. Slowly, its form shrank and shifted into a human.

A thin red streak of light tore free and shot straight toward Absolute Evil. The original Greedy Wolf was a golden blade. Matched with this red and white blade, they made a perfect pair. Absolute Evil became the artifact spirit for both blades at once.

Jamie had her own special effects - a ghost and a witch - that Mike set out for her. Finally she went back inside to get the wolf. She started to pick it up but Mike was right there, brushing her hands away. He stared at the animal, ran his hands over the dark pelt that to Jamie always felt close to the real thing. Not that she'd ever petted a wolf. Or had she?

I set the report aside, my thoughts swirling, and moved to the shelf to retrieve a book titled *Dark Realm*, written by one of Raven’s own—a wolf who had broken free from the darkness and reclaimed his purity. I admired the author’s courage, documenting a journey he had witnessed with his own eyes. The book began with King Ravengrim, the ruthless Lord of the Dark Realm, whose thirst for power was insatiable. Human souls were not enough for him; he craved dominion not only over the Dark Realm but also over Earth and Heaven. Ravengrim’s closest friend was Shawn, a lone wolf who despised packs and the old ways. Ravengrim had tempted Shawn with a promise of power—to make him stronger than any Al

The gray wolf, the leader, circles around behind me while the others keep me distracted. I realize too late what it's doing. It lunges for my neck. I try to dodge, but I'm too slow. Too tired. Its jaws are inches from my throat when suddenly it's knocked aside by a blur of dark fur. Ryder. He's shifted into his wolf form, massive and powerful. He tears into the gray wolf with a fury I've never seen from him. The other rogues hesitate, confused by this new threat. That hesitation is all I need.

He had her cornered and looked ready to attack. My mate. Her red fur was just as bright as Tala’s hair. My heart stopped for a second when the red wolf stood on all fours and growled at the much larger brown wolf. He was big, Alpha size, this must be Vargr. “HEY!” I yelled running forward to catch his attention. The brown wolf halted and turned its head towards me. Saliva dripped from his muzzle and the red wolf leaped onto him digging her teeth into his shoulder. He knocked her off with a harsh shake and had the time to give me a wolfish grin before his hind legs came up and kicked the red wolf so hard she hit the wall. The small wolf slumped down the wall and lay there with labored breathi

His brother smiled and slapped him on the back. They were almost to the hotel, when they all heard a growl coming from their right. They slowly turned to see a massive brindled colored wolf. The wolf had blue eyes with fleck of gold in them. The men stood frozen their wolf’s trying to come forward. The witches preparing spells. One of the men that was helping to guard the witches shifted and started to approach the massive wolf.

A faint glow enveloped him, and in a flash, his human form disappeared, replaced by a towering black wolf with deep amber eyes filled with loyalty and resolve. The wolf strode toward Lyra and lowered his body humbly. “Luna, please, ride on me.” At the sight, Raven’s eyes widened. He nearly lunged forward, stepping between Lyra and Ezra. His voice was low but filled with tension, “Ezra, what do you think you’re doing?” Among the wolves of Gloomwood, a wolf’s back was sacred. Only a mate was allowed to ride there. Ezra growled in disapproval, his golden eyes glinting with disdain. At that moment, a female Beta beside Lyra stepped forward, blocking Raven with a sharp tone,

Gigi followed my lead, but where I had to pretend to be terrifying she actually was terrifying. Her wolf appeared as if she were summoned from the underworld, complete with exposed bones and glowing, haunting red eyes. She looked like she’d crawled straight out of a nightmare. A vengeful demon, ready to claim the souls of her enemies. Alpha Wes chuckled. Chuckled. “You think you scare me?” He shook his head, utterly unimpressed. “You have no idea who you’re dealing with.” He raised a hand, lazily flexing his fingers. “All I have to do is snap, and an army will be here before you can blink. And you can’t mindlink anyone outside this cave from in here, even if there was anyone to mindlink.”