Summer Rose Rwby Novels & Stories

She grabbed her mother’s old journal, flipped through. Then stopped. "Only the blood daughter will awaken the prophecy. When fire blooms in the garden, the dead will rise." She inhaled sharply. Fire. Garden. She bolted out of the room. Rose Garden – 1:11 AM The flames danced like serpents, devouring the rows of blood-red roses. By the time Yuri, Sang-woo, and Devin arrived, half the garden was already blackened. A single metal stake stuck out from the center, glowing from the heat.

“You are all so noisy. You were talking about me weren’t you?” My sister has lost her mind and I cannot predict her next move. With Wendy still in her arms, she stars circling us, moving towards the door where Russo fell and from the corner of my eye, I see Russo get up. He intends to stop her but right before any of us can react, Rose swoops down with an agility I never knew she had, grabs hold of Russo’s fallen pistol and shoots at his leg. No. “Fuck!” Russo groans, falling back down. Blood sweeps through his grey slacks as he grimaces on the ground.

"You want hunger? Feed on this." I closed my eyes. I let the day pour out — not as grief, as fuel. The anger at Selene's poison, the protectiveness toward Mason, the calculation in Riven's crimson gaze, the clinical hunger in Aurel's blue eyes. The refusal to be nothing. The absolute zero of composure that had carried me through the seminar and the refectory and the corridor. I let it all flow toward the rose. Not asking. Offering. The flower pulsed. Faint at first, then stronger. An iridescent light that wasn't violet, wasn't black, but something between — the color of bruises and midnight and power that didn't bother with names.

The sight dragged me violently back into memory. Her body on the floor. Still. Too still. No breath. No pulse. The sound my brothers made—raw, broken—still echoed in my chest. Even my mother’s awakening hadn’t been enough to pull us back from that abyss. And then… light. Heat. Power. Like fire kissed by life itself. Rose’s body glowing, her chest rising, her strength returning in a way that defied death. A Phoenix reborn. The present rushed back as Rose gently squeezed my mother’s hands, whispering words of gratitude before stepping away. Her eyes found mine immediately.

I look like myself in a way that the white dress alone would not have managed, and I understand, standing here, that this is what he wanted me to see. He wanted me to see myself as he sees me. When I step back out into the room, Aurora makes a sound that is not quite a word, and Sophia blinks too fast and looks away for a second before looking back. "You look like the fire lady," Rose says. I look down at her. "Is that good?" She nods with complete certainty as she finally hands me the rose that she has been holding all this time. "Fire ladies are the strongest ones, just like roses."

I get to my office ,its all cleaned up at looking beautiful ,everything is right where its supposed to be i smile in delight ,i walk towards the window and roll up the blinds, the light of the morning sun fall on my face as a butterfly flies in making me feel really excited for no reason ,i have a feeling today is going to be a great day ,if all goes well with kumara and leaving the shadow clan ,like Juliana says ,a mating ceremony isn't very far away . I finally get seated on my alpha chair,pick up some paperwork from on top my desk and i placed my feet's back on the desk in replacement ,leaning slightly backwards ,in a more relaxed position , i pick up a bottle of water and pour some into

Rosey, a gentle-looking woman with a nurturing aura, was busy attending to a wounded werewolf, her hands moving with practiced precision. ‌ Andrei approached Rosey, his presence commanding attention. "Rosey, I've brought Sabrina to meet you. She is our new Luna and it's important for her to understand the crucial role you play in our pack." ‌ Rosey turned towards them, a warm smile lighting up her tired eyes. "Ah, Luna Sabrina, welcome. It's an honor to have you here. Please, come closer." ‌ Sabrina took hesitant steps towards Rosey, her eyes scanning the infirmary, taking in the wounded werewolves lying in the cots, their pain etched on their faces. She couldn't help but feel a wave of empa

"We'll talk with Abe and Alberta when we get back and check out my side." I nodded and followed her all the way back to the wards. We found our way back to the clearing, only running into one Guardian on the way. The Guardian looked like he wanted to ask what had happened, but he instead shook his head and walked in the other direction. I waited for Rose to Shift first. She groaned as she stood up straight, raising her left arm over her head to get a good look at her side. She had a deep gash running from the middle of her ribcage down to her hip bone.

Se aftón pou se sévetai. Bubbles rose on the surface of the river. Ruby stood up, turning toward Carl Jay with a nodding signal. Jay approached Ruby even though his gaze was no longer focused on the girl. The bubbles behind Ruby centered on the middle of the river, growing larger and more significant to form a spinning ball of water. Jay chuckled in amazement. "What is that?" "Your power source," Ruby said. "What do you mean-?" Bam! Ruby pushed Jay's back. Red light accompanied Jay, who was thrown into the water ball.

“Mr. Calvin, could you please pour me a glass of water? I’ve been sweating a lot, and I feel parched.” Calvin poured her half a glass of water. “Take your time.” Rose’s heart melted completely. If she could receive this kind of attention from Calvin even when she wasn’t sick, she would die smiling. “Thank you. I can manage…” She reached out to take the glass, struggling to prop herself up. In doing so, her snow-white arm slipped completely out from under the blanket, revealing the curve of her neck and collarbone bit by bit. Calvin frowned and glanced aside.