Rwby Qrow X Summer Fanfiction Mga Nobela at Kwento

the woman cried. Summer rose from her seat, slowly packed her gel pens in the side of her black red or dead shoulder bag, and shuffled like a zombie to the angered woman, who was now standing. As she made it to her wooden, pristine desk, the plump woman gestured for her to take the seat opposite to hers. As they sat in slow motion, summer caught a glimpse of movement from the classroom door. Trying not to be too noticeable she edged her face sideways to finally see her best friends, and beloved boyfriend waving hysterically and ducking when they thought ‘the dragon’ was just about to turn her head towards them.

Aria answered, “Well they are here for me and I will give them a show,right Summer” Summer grinned as Scar settled into the car. The gate was slowly opened, “Now,drive” Summer grinned and evil glint in her eyes as she drove forward,the car gaining speed per second,the reporters screamed, diving out of the way,as they drove past like a wind. “Woo hoo” Summer screamed as they drove down the road. “That was so cool” She exclaimed, “Should we go back and do it again” She asked clearly hyped up. “Don't worry the case is just starting,we will be meeting more,there might be a fight soon”

Moonshadow had grown into a beacon—packs came from across the continent seeking alliance, healing, or simply the chance to see the Lycan queen who had closed the veil and ended the darkness. ‎ ‎But queens carry crowns no one sees. ‎ ‎I stood on the balcony of our chambers, watching the sun set behind the western ridge, painting the sky in fire and rose. My hand rested on the railing, the wood worn smooth by years of my touch. Below, Rowan—now thirteen, tall and lean like his father, with my silver-grey coat when he shifted—sparred with a group of Ironclaw teens. His red eyes flashed with focus, his movements precise, deadly even in play.

I let my alpha command ring through the hall. Rhys took a shaky breath and looked down at Summer in my arms. For a second, I thought I saw regret in his eyes. Too little, too late. "I, Rhys Glomarian, reject and sever all ties between us, Summer." Perfect. I couldn't stop the smile that spread across my face. "Great. I'm taking her to my place. Have a good time at your party tonight, and congrats!" I turned away from them all, not giving a damn about their shocked faces or whispered comments.

The air was heavier now, thicker with sex and spilled liquor and the faint metallic bite of someone smoking something they definitely weren’t supposed to. Roy’s grip tightened when we turned the corner into the main living room. Brighton was there. Leaning against the kitchen island like he owned it, leather pants low on his hips, black harness straps cutting across his bare chest. A girl was draped over his shoulder, giggling into his neck, but his eyes were already on me. Hungry. Mocking. They flicked down my body—lingering on the torn lace, the red marks blooming on my throat where Roy had bitten me, the way my thighs still trembled—and his mouth curled into something ugly.

Then of course, nothing happens and I remember I can’t fly anymore. The sky erupts in bursts of colors and designs as the onlookers all cheer their approval. “Relax lover,” Rowan whispers in my ear. His arms come around both Harlow and I, as we watch the stunning fireworks display. As the night continues, I lose track of Sebastian and Harlow gets lost in conversation with so many people she seems to forget all about it. By the time the night has wound down and it's obvious my sunflower is ready to go, I find Rowan and Tate. They’re with a male I know as warlock Ben, he’s a big deal in the Shadows and this is his island.

Her eyes were fixed on the rope behind her aunt. Briony tried to vibrate the rope. However, because the distance between her hands and Brandon's hands was too close, she failed. "Summer, I think this is useless," Briony muttered. "How about I move back a little?" Instead of answering, Summer shouted the command, "River, now!" Holding the rope, the two kids ran around Brandon and Briony. Their laughter sounded ticklish, especially when Briony's body was pushed and stuck to Brandon.

Damien and Rowan are the first to start the stairs, but Owen can't wait any longer, he teleports near Ruby and scoops her onto his arms. “That's cheating.” Damien yells. “Catch us if you can.” And he teleports to the master bedroom on the bed. Ruby is under him, her breathing labored because whatever just happened made her really wet, it was really hot. It made her want them even more. “I want you, baby.” She says, “I want all of you.” She adds, her gaze narrowing. “Oh you are so hot Ruby, why do you make my heart beat so fast.” He asks teasing her lips, buying time to wait for Rowan and Damien because if he starts he wouldn't be able to let her go.

“You good?” I swallowed hard. “Y-yeah.” Rowan leaned closer, his voice low. “We’ll be right outside.” And then — gods help me — they both kissed me. Quick. Soft. One after the other. But still enough to turn my legs to jelly. The Shadow Fangs whooped, laughter echoing down the hall. “Blake’s blushing again!” Xavier crowed. “Careful, man, your Luna’s got you whipped!” Ben added. Zander growled at them, his ears tinged pink, while Rowan smirked faintly like he’d expected it all along.

By the time the shift is complete, Summer charges at Rhydar, knocking him down on his back when he attempts to rise. 'No! Stop!' I yell at her, but she doesn't listen. She bites into Rhydar's throat, tearing off his flesh relentlessly. And all I can do is scream and cry, helplessly. There's so much blood everywhere. Rhydar's body jerks once... then goes still. His chest isn't rising. His eyes are open but empty. Still, Summer doesn't stop. She keeps tearing, snarling, lost to rage.