Summer Rose Rwby Novels & Stories

Should Rose help her step-mother or not? ***

Two already gone. Two left. In the swaying dark, Raven Winterstar—scion of death, girlfriend of a vampire princess—waited for the end she could no longer fight. And somewhere far behind, in a crimson castle, Victoria Rose stared west through a tower window, blood still drying on her cheeks like unshed tears. She had not slept. She would not sleep. Not until Raven was home. Or until the world burned trying to keep her away. Echoes in the Crimson Tower

is all I can think to say. While I never really had much in the way of romance when I was still living in Redwood, that didn't mean I wasn't ever longing for it. Raya had always been popular among the males in our pack, which had been a surprise to no one—her charming personality and beauty would make any male weak in the knees. "Shit," Rose mumbles again. "Sorry. I'm being an ass." "Why do you say that?" She nods to my stomach, just below the water. "Well..."

"But the main stone is already damaged from when we drained Samuel's power. I don't know if it can handle being reunited with another piece." "There's only one way to find out," Rosemary said, struggling to stand on her own. Austin moved to support her. "Rosemary, you're still too weak from the wolfsbane." But Rosemary shook her head. "Austin, I can feel my strength returning. And more than that - I can feel something else awakening inside me."

"Different. She's not phoenix or lightning—she's something else. Something quieter." "Balance," Aria said from the doorway, having arrived to witness the birth. "Phoenix, storm, and now... peace, perhaps. Harmony. The thing that binds opposing forces." Rose grew like she was born—quietly, peacefully, but with a presence that filled every room. She rarely cried, seemed to understand everything said around her, and had a way of calming chaos just by existing. When Lyra's flames raged out of control during a tantrum, Rose's touch would gentle them to candlelight. When Cassian's lightning threatened to short-circuit during nightmares, Rose's presence would ground him.

The red rose, symbolizing love and passion, mirrored the fiery energy of their connection. Kaia, surprised and touched by Beau's whimsical move, accepted the rose with a radiant smile. The exchange added a unique and personal touch to their union, creating a moment that would forever be etched in the memories of all who witnessed it. The red rose, now a part of their shared narrative, became a poignant symbol of the spontaneity and romance woven into the fabric of their love story.

Or was it not a sweven? She could still imagine that very moment in their P.E.class when her whole body gradually hardened and somehow she herself was turning to a…to a rose. Not just a rose, a blood rose. Or was it just an ordinary rose? She’d never seen an actual blood rose before anyway and Rozelyn bet that it was far more different than any other roses. It possesses such extraordinary abilities and so it shall also possess an extraordinary appearance. She licked the blood from her finger, making her tongue taste the blood that it had been craving.

The cold water soothes the heat I am facing. “I am in , you can open your eyes” I call out to her. She giggles and opens her eyes , but something flashes in her eyes that I cant quite understand. I feel her graze burn my skin as she looks at my bare chest. I smirk at her lustful look and then clear my throat. Her eyes travel from my chest to my face and her face burns bright pink. She turns around and begins walking to the waterfall. My breath hitches in my throat as her milky back is tattooed with lashes that glow bright red. “Rosemary?!” I call her name , utterly worried. She turns her head to look back at me but her body still faces away from me.

A holographic map of the island bloomed from the floor. "Your first challenge: The Sanguine Ascent," Franco announced, his eyes catching mine through the blue light of the hologram. "Tomorrow at dawn, you climb the Obsidian Ridge. The summit holds a beacon. To claim it is to win the first Sovereignty Credit. But you will wear bio – metric haptic bands. They will broadcast your heart rate, your stress, your fear to everyone else. If you break, they will use it to gut you." Brent scoffed, crossing his arms. "And the reward? Bragging rights?"

At that moment, I knew Sophie had been reborn too. I smiled and looked back. "Then I hope your wish comes true." Last life, Sophie only saw the vampire's noble charm. She saw that he was elegant and graceful, and able to grant eternal life. She didn't know that behind the scenes, I almost got drained dry by him many times. If Sophie wanted that so badly, then she could be his blood bank. Soon, the vampire and the werewolf sent their best family members to marry us. The vampire Niles Wayne wore a Baroque nobleman's suit, and he looked elegant and noble. He wore a black, high-collared cloak over it, which made him look even more mysterious. However, his face was pale and almost colorless.