Rwby Novels & Stories

I swallowed, hating the thought, "... if you give me the bite and I survive, will I be as huge as you?" Zephyr paused. His face took on an expression I couldn't read, and for a moment, I thought he wouldn't respond. Then, quietly, he replied, "No. Only pure-blooded Wraths can reach that size." "Oh." Silence passed between us. My fingers fidgeted in my lap.

My wristband screamed – a high – pitched alarm warning of a critical stress spike. I scrambled to pull myself fully onto the safety of the ledge, but the rock beneath my stomach began to crumble. I started to slide backward. Below me was a sheer, deadly drop to the crashing Pacific Ocean. Above me, Brent peered over the edge. He didn't look horrified. He looked entirely triumphant. He lifted his heavy combat boot and hovered it directly over my bleeding, trembling fingers. "See you at the bottom, princess," he sneered. He brought his boot down hard.

BLADE'S POV I had been at the balcony staring at the beautiful constellations when she had walked towards the horsemen fountain which was one of my favorite artwork in the house and was also Dexter's most hated artwork. The cool breeze had swept her golden blonde hair across her face making her more enticing to my wolf. "Just stop it!" I snapped at Jordan. The fact that she wasn't terrified by the scary ten foot tall horsemen statues by the fountain made me develop an instant liking towards her.

ISABELLA "Happy birthday Isa" Caroline says hugging me with a smile. "Thank you" I reply returning the smile. "Here" She says extending a gift bag towards me and as I take it she looks for something else in her purse and when she finds it she says "and this one Andrew sent it to you." Giving me a beautiful little black velvet box with a silver ribbon wrapped around it, which clearly must have a piece of jewelry in it, I had told her that she didn't have to get me anything this year because she was away, but typical Andrew always goes against the grain.