Rwby Mercury Black Novels & Stories

Squeaked Sprout. Cory caught a glimpse of herself reflected in one of the icy walls. Her eyes were completely pitch black. It was not just the pupils and irises that were black, like werewolves when they got angry. The whites of her eyes had turned black too. She was unnerved by her own reflection. She felt something hot behind her and realised the arrow made from Anestra’s quill was glowing and emitting heat. She grasped one of the Amber arrows and aimed it directly upwards where the first hole had been, hoping that point was still weak. She could hear the buzzing surge of energy as the Stormbringers kept trying to pounce on Hayden and Titan but kept colliding with the barrier instead. It w

The prince of the rouges growled. Drake was panting, gasping for air. He closes his eyes, feeling the presence of the beating heart. As he opened his eyes, it was blood red. He wore the devil's eye. It was cold, dark, mysterious, and dangerous. The prince of the rouges steps backward, trembling. He didn't try to struggle off the chain; he just wore his dangerous lopsided grin.

The Black Dominion’s banners flapped violently in the wind, a sea of black and crimson that reflected their leader’s ambition and hatred. Raven’s hands clenched into fists. She could feel her power; so raw, untamed, drawn from love, fear, anger, and the children growing within her. The Hollow Blade’s whispers became louder, intertwining with her own thoughts. “Merge with me… embrace what is yours… protect your babies and destroy everything in your path…” She shook her head violently. “No!” she shouted into the wind, but the words barely carried. The energy inside her refused to obey reason. Her aura spiraled outward, tendrils of golden-black fire lashing into the sky, illuminating the valley

She pulled a magenta crayon with slow precision from its box. “Dead skunk laying in the highway, hon,” he lied. “Smells bad, huh?” “A little.” Richard followed US Route 20 along with the other traffic going west. He noticed it had begun to rain, so he clicked on the wipers. In the overcast distance he saw an exit sign coming up fast: IRENE EXIT 1C BLACKWATER VAL ¼ MILE ROCKFORD ¾ MILE

They were well dressed but not uncomfortably so. The werewolf was much taller than any she-wolf Chloe had ever seen. Chloe was instantly reminded of the tales of Amazonian warriors who were regarded for their beauty, strength and combat abilities. There was nothing but muscle on this female and yet she was beautiful with her eyes and thick long hair the same colour black of espresso coffee. Bronze skin peeked out from under the black uniform she was wearing that hugged her trim figure like a second skin. Chloe could tell this she-wolf was not to be messed with and yet her luscious lips were tilted into a friendly smile that even the coldest of hearts couldn’t resist. It took a few moments to

The witches closed in, their laughter echoing like a chorus of nightmares. Something inside Aqua snapped. A surge of dark energy, unfamiliar and terrifying, welled up within her. She felt her pendant grow hot against her skin, the clear crystal turning black as smoke. The air around her crackled with raw power as she turned back towards the attackers, her fear morphing into a blinding rage.

When it reemerges, lighting the forest again, the shock of Ruby’s transformation causes me to stumble backwards and trip over a rock, falling to the forest floor. She has wings again; but they’re no longer white like they were that day during the blizzard. This time, they’re pitch black. There is a long, palpable silence as Ruby continues to hover above me, her great black wings outstretched like a demonic painting on the canvas that is the night sky. But then, something else happens. A small, white light begins to emanate from Ruby’s chest. It’s dim at first, but soon grows brighter, so bright that I have to shield my eyes.

Matthias is all that and more to the Pack and to the Alpha. My father nods and places his finger on the intercom. "Thank you. Please escort her in." A few moments pass in tense silence until Matthias opens the door to the office, Layla trailing behind him with her hands clasped in front of her. He places his hand on her back and guides her in. "Sit." He growls at her and for a split second of weakness, I almost feel kind of bad for the she-wolf. You won't be able to find a single wolf in Blackwater who isn't more than fond of Willie. She is fated to be our next Luna after all, even though she isn't yet aware.

Tahr She'll return soon. She is mine and will not be able to stay away. Plus she has nowhere to go. I will give her this time of adjustment because I need time to think too. I'm still in shock that she transcended. Even more so that she's yellow. It makes no sense. She should be silver like me-majestic silver to represent the royal silver dragons. Bastian's mate is red and Laryn's is blue-end of story. Or it should be. My mate is yellow.

Black magic from Draven was undoing all that they had established. Rebecca broke ranks, and Aria's heart missed a beat as she looked to see why. A huge Eclipse wolf, whose coat was clotted with glyphs etched in something that looked like blood, had shredded a hole in the protection ward with blades that shone like obsidian. It attacked the young wolf, still not quite past his first full moon, and Rebecca stepped between them instinctively.