Romans & histoires Rwby Lionheart

Its mouth - painted with blood, gave a deep growl as its hazel eyes locked on to Arth. Monsters like you… Arth slid his foot on the snowy ground, knees bent, preparing his stance. Deserve no mercy. The lion stretched its body down, let out an angry roar, then launched a wild charge forward. Arth’s emotions had overwhelmed his integrity. With eyes still red in tears, he stomped on the ground; the next he dashed, landing a quick slash of his sword. The moment they passed by each other, dark-colored blood rained on the white surface as the lion’s neck got slit in an instant. A single strike it only took. A few seconds short… the enormous body of the beast fell to the ground, with its red juice

AYLA “There!” I screamed, and a huge lion jumped out. It was massive, its golden tail tangled with twigs, and its roar thundered through the trees like an earthquake. For a split second, it felt like the world stopped. The warriors around the yard scrambled, yelling orders and drawing weapons, but the beast’s eyes were locked on me. “Ayla, run!” Riven barked, stepping in front of me. The lion charged forward. Riven met it mid-air, his sword flashing as he slashed at the creature’s shoulder. It howled, twisting mid-air and tearing his skin open with a swipe of its massive paw. Riven flew back, landing hard with a heavy crack that made my blood boil.

His hand really hurt. Leo turned, lowering his hand to his side. An action he instantly regreted as the throbbing and pain intensified. Grimacing, he tried to smile. "Mr. Kirby. this is unexpected." KK watched Leo. He saw the injury to Leo's hand and can tell immediately what's wrong with it, the obvious bruising and swelling a dead give-away. Signing, he walked around the desk, drawing closer to the injured lion. Leo watched him, wishing he could sit down, but he instead trips over his chair as he stepped back from the advancing KK.

That was what Ryder always said to her whenever she told him to be safe and come home in one piece, especially that he was always the one assigned to the deadly missions ever since they joined Aegis. Raeya was aware that it had no connections to romantic feelings. It was just that she lost too many already and she wouldn't be ever ready to lose him too. I'm strong. My title isn't for show. That was his famous tagline and he always used it jokingly but everyone in Khenealm knew that his power was not a joke. Being named as the Roar of Khenealm made their enemies and rivals cower in fear whenever they heard Aegis even before he was appointed as the leader. Ryder was the only one known to have

Harmlessly crashing into the cliffside behind its intended target. "An anti-magic sword." He thought as he examined the large ruby blade. l "You're not bad kid. Pretty damn strong, if I don't say so myself." The lion spoke as he stood to his full height. "My name is White Mane! Leader of the Ruby lions." He then said, looking at Xolvion with keen interest. Xolvion didn't respond, instead, he walked over to Luna and placed a hand onto her shoulder as she had turned back into her human form.

I could see his bone, and blood was still steadily dripping from the injury. Lionel ignored his wounds and reached down to rip a piece of cloth from a random body before wrapping it around his waist. Walking toward the tree barefooted, he easily jumped up to me and brought me to the ground. "So, were you scared?" he asked huskily. "O-of course not!" I stuttered, pretending I was calm as I pushed him away. "Is that so? My Rylee is the bravest," Lionel said, chuckling. His voice sounded a little strained, and the light in his eyes dimmed when I didn't answer him. Clearing his throat lightly, he said, "Come on, let's go back."

Leon replied, but still looked apprehensive. Rafa sat up and took the Lion's thumb, he bit softly into his thumb drawing blood and smiled when Leon hissed but didn't pull away. Rafa bit his bottom lip and allowed his blood to drip onto the wound he created on the Lion's thumb, and watched as his blood disappeared into the wound, and sealed it shut. "There, my strength will guard you tomorrow night and many nights after this..." He assured him with a smile, and Leon stared at him in complete shock at the true meaning of what he had done. He has heard stories of Lycan's fondness for picking a Soulmate, but he never imagined he would be made one. The action nearly reduced him to tears but he fo

He roared with a thunderous voice, "Hiya...!! I will kill you, damn it...! If you take a step outside this house, Hiya, you cannot leave me so easily. You love me." Utkarsh continued to shout, but Hiya, today, was not someone who would listen. __________ In your opinion, did Hiya do the right thing by daring to hit Utkarsh with a pot? Will she be able to escape from Utkarsh's house or will the wolf Utkarsh once again succeed in capturing the little lamb? To know more stay with me.

It was odd to hear a beast purr but somehow it eased Bryson and he sighed. " I know you're still in here," he whispered and reached up, touching the beast without hesitation. The beast surprisingly leaned into his touch and then like wind, it pulls away from him, snarling. Bryson groaned as he sat up, and reach for me. " Em, baby, you can do it. Come back to me. Come back to Raiden and me baby." I'm trying. I'm trying! I want to scream in frustration. The Lycan snarled, turning its back on Bryson and I screamed no inwardly, pushing against the barrier. You're not going to leave him. You're not leaving him!

“I’m going to change that. I’m going to take the throne and show this imposter you call your personal maiden that she is to bow to me and not you.” “Is this about dear old Samantha?” Ryu’s flame kindled, his sinister aura growing more and more per second. I could tell from his aura that he had a strong Ki, but I still couldn’t figure out if he was an elemental wolf or a sword bearer like me and Kyle. Ryu appeared before me in a flash, flames surrounding him as his claws emerged. I could feel the heat of each claw, hot enough to cleave diamond without a single trace of splitting. “Do you think I’d cower up?” Kyle growled.