Rwby Si Fanfiction Novels & Stories

I heard Ryder say while blushing and the other two laughed while pestering him. “Mate looks so cute when he blushes,” Ryder’s ever long fan, Sierra purred. “And you sound so stupid when you keep purring like an obnoxious cat in my head,” I hissed back. “I have a good mind of jumping out of you and becoming Ryder’s wolf instead,” she huffed. “If you become his wolf, you won’t be able to touch him like I can,” I teased her and laughed. “You are so wicked,” she stated. “I have been told that many times,” I chuckled.

Kimberly blinked hard, trying to shush her. “What? It’s really giving that slow-burn forbidden workplace romance. Boss and model. You and Bryce? Mmm.” She waved her fork for emphasis. “That would be so hot.” Kimberly shook her head, her voice flat as she faced her food again, hoping that would make Vivian stop talking already. “Stop talking nonsense.” Vivian tilted her head, unbothered. “I said would be though. Because unfortunately… he has Sienna.” And there it was, that name she hated for no damn reason.

‎ ‎“Why?” ‎Sierra looked toward the forest. ‎ ‎“Because the bond is powerful.” ‎ ‎Lyra frowned. ‎ ‎“I don’t feel anything.” ‎ ‎Sierra laughed quietly. ‎ ‎“Oh you will.” ‎ ‎Lyra splashed water toward her. ‎ ‎“Not helping.” ‎ ‎Sierra smiled warmly. ‎ ‎“You know what impresses me?” ‎ ‎“What?” ‎ ‎“Lucian.” ‎ ‎Lyra tilted her head. ‎ ‎“How?”

She always was when drama brewed—and trust me, I brought a damn storm with me. By the time I got to her door, I didn’t knock. I banged. The door flung open and there she was—Sabrina Blake. Dressed in a silk robe, red claws glazed her boyfriend Rolland’s chest like she was drawing patterns on his skin. She arched a brow, always composed, always sexy, always so... Sabrina. “Oh no, bestie. What’s wrong?” I pushed past her like I owned the place. “It’s that stupid girl. Sierra.” I said her name like it was a curse.

“You think I'm arrogant?” Sierra's cheeks burned pink. “I didn't write that!” “Your name was on it.” “It was someone's sick idea of a prank.” “So, you're telling me the ladies got together and forged this note in your name right after we kissed?” Sierra bristled. “You mean that terrible kiss that I didn't consent to!” I stared at her. Was she joking? She had been fully into that kiss! “Listen to me, Sierra,” I said. “You attract the worst kind of men, and I'm not about to line up behind them.”

I felt something twist inside me, like a bitter flame spreading from my stomach to my chest. “What are you doing, Krimson?” I muttered through clenched teeth, gripping the window frame until my knuckles turned white. “Wow, they look pretty close,” Sienna commented behind me with a sweet smile. Are you sure they’re just friends? “Don’t be silly, Lyra is just…” I stopped, biting my tongue, trying to suppress the rage coursing through me from head to toe. “She’s just…?” Sienna looked at me with a raised eyebrow, insisting on what I didn’t even want to think.

Sierra rolls her eyes and then glares at me while crossing her arms over her chest. “I won’t have you coming back here and messing up my plans,” Sierra hisses, completely ignoring my words- as usual. “You need to stay away from Lucas. He’s my mate, and I don’t want you here.” “I came here for a job, and you may be the next Luna, but the Alpha has given me permission to stay,” I tell Sierra. Ruby scoffs, but I ignore her, “I’m not Lucas’s old flame, so why are you worried?”

LYRA'S POV I nearly tumble over the stairs as I try to climb them. I grip my aching head and groan. " Oh Bree, I'm going to murder you for making me drink so much." I finally reach the top of the stairs, and the whole hallway blasting with sensual music seems like a maze to me because I have no freaking idea where Bryn fled off to. All I can remember is that a guy with too many tattoos for his own good whispered something into her ear and the next minute, she was gone.

Sierra's POV “My masters—the men who owns my fate—please use me as your personal fuck toy.“ Riven crouch lower to my level, trail his fingers along my collarbone and I gasp softly. Then he lift my tits in both hands, clasp them together, and press his thumb on the swollen peaks. I moan, my back arching as I present all of myself to him. My hands tightens around their legs. “My tits is so heavy, Riven.“ My voice is broken—almost sound like I want to cry. “Look at you, Sierra,” he sneers, shaking my breasts. “These tits are driving me crazy. It's a pity your useless husband doesn't know how lucky he was, but now.. your tits, your tight sweet cunt—everything at all—belongs to us.“ Rafe also cro

Alaric didn’t like the enthusiasm with which Ruby was stripping but he couldn’t stop her as Sienna was watching. She took off her top revealing her lacy bra. It made Alaric gag and he looked away. His wolf was raging on the inside. He wanted to rip off Ruby’s head. Alaric was certain that his wolf would have liked to tear him apart if he could. He started hating the idea as time passed. Ruby sat on his lap making him cringe. He was about to push her away reflexively but Sienna had still not gone. Bloody hell! Why was she so interested in seeing them get intimate? Couldn’t she misunderstand and run away as he had expected.