Sienna Rwby Novels & Stories

She looked up at Aria, her eyes shining with the pure, unadulterated joy of discovery. The heavy cedar doors at the back of the temple swung open, letting in a sudden gust of crisp mountain wind. Sienna walked in, carrying two large, woven wicker baskets overflowing with freshly harvested winter-rose and sweet-grass. Sienna moved with a quiet, grounded purpose that she had lacked entirely when she first returned to Moonrise. Her iron-gray hair was tied back in a practical knot, and her face, though permanently lined with the indelible marks of her tragic past, held a steady, enduring calm. She set the heavy baskets down at the stone washing station and began meticulously sorting the delicate

SOMA Jade pauses, eyes darting between the princess and me. She nods, giving me one last worried look before leaving the bathroom. My attention shifts to the figure by the door, and I sink lower to keep my breasts hidden. The bath remains warm, but the air grows colder. Sienna Rybak, princess of Shadowspire pack. It’s hard to miss the striking resemblance between her and the three princes. But with her bouncy red hair, she looks more like Kade.

“Sure, last room at the end of this hall.” “Thank you” and she headed off towards the room. Sienna grabbed my arm as I went to follow Everest. “Hey, it’s been a little while…let me know if you have a need for some company anytime soon…” She bit her lip and her reddish-brown eyes smoldered. She had long red hair and a fair complexion. She was pretty and smart, but I hated being pestered by she-wolves. “I’m a little preoccupied right now, but thanks…” I pulled my arm back and followed Everest down the hall as her gaze soured through narrowed eyes.

I heard Safia scream, then she began to laugh, and it destabilised the jinni. Safia walked out of the ring of fire naked. Her clothes were burned, but her skin... her skin was bronze. I had never seen anything like it. Her eyes were neon green, and her skin was flawless. All traces of age were gone; she looked as young as her daughter but with perfect skin. The jinni's eyes widened in fear. "Ruhun'Daji!" Aljanan Daji yelled, finally realising who her opponent was.

I stare into space while continuing to recall those hypnotizing gaze luring my soul in the dark pit of his irises. "Leaxandra!" Quinn shakes me hard enough to snap me out of my trance. Huh? "Look at me." He orders firmly, holding my face to him. His aqua gaze held me captive this time as his eyes searches mine. Through the clear waters of his orbs, I was able to see the reflection of mine, but it scared me most when instead of my normal amber eyes, I caught hint of two pairs of glowing scarlet red eyes.

Two fingers stroked through her folds, then pushed in deep enough to make Sienna rise onto her toes. “Four days,” Rae said, curling her fingers, “and you’re this ready. Do you get like this for anyone else?” Sienna’s breath fractured. “Don’t ask questions you want weaponized.” “I want everything weaponized.” Rae rubbed her clit with her thumb. “Answer.” Sienna’s head tipped back against the fridge. “No.” “No what?” “No one else gets me like this.”

I was unpleasantly surprised when I came downstairs. Sienna was standing in my kitchen looking at me like she wanted to kill me. She is my brother’s and Alpha’s best friend. She is 25, just like my brother and Alpha, and she has been hanging out with them since childhood. Now, she is clinging on to them like they are a lifeboat. She was devastated when she found out that neither my brother nor Alpha were her mates. That didn’t stop her from trying to become Luna. She is always around Alpha, proving herself and trying to convince him to take her as his chosen mate.

Sienna stared at the pouring rain in despair. She had to admit that she had made a mistake. She had pushed Callum out of her life with her own hands. Callum had vanished completely from her world. For the first time in her life, Sienna tasted the agony of a broken heart. … That very night, I boarded a flight to Sobrea. I had spent three days in a coma at the hospital. Perhaps the sound of me turning over was too loud. The person watching over me gradually came to. After ten years, I saw Eira Jowett again.

“I’ve barely touched you and you’re dripping all over my table.” Sienna’s eyes fluttered. She wanted to speak, but her fingers were moving faster now, her breathing growing heavier. Rhys reached out and gently caught her wrist, stopping her movements. “Slow,” he reminded her, grip firm. “You don’t get to cum until I say so.” He released her wrist. Sienna whimpered softly but obeyed, forcing her fingers to move slower, dragging out every stroke. Her thighs began to shake. Each time her fingers brushed over her entrance, more wetness leaked out of her, dripping down onto the green felt of the snooker table.

Desiring someone else is probably the most dangerous of all. As soon as you want someone—really want him—as it's if you've sutured your happiness to that person's flesh with a surgical needle, making any severance a lacerating damage. After the commotion, Luna went to the forest to let go of all of her anger. She immediately turned herself into a wolf. Her fur is a mix of a red and brown color.