Velvet Rwby Novels & Stories

The small cave opening was on the side of a cliff. Velex spread his wings to slow his descent. The broken one now nearly healed from Aries. He hoovered for a moment watching for where Sybil was going to land. It wasn’t that high of a cliff and there was powdery snow down below. He was just waiting for her to hit the snow and then he’d dive right down on top of her. End her life. Drain her magic and at the same time kill the last Prime. There was no way that she could run or move once buried in that powdery substance. The snow would entomb her, and he would have his prey.

Trembling. "Ka'vel ran sora vel'thaan drae — ran'sora vel'thaan ka'drae vel'ran soran vel'thaan. Ka'vel ran sora." The Aether returned to you. That part worked. He burned, and the core sealed. She paused, something moving behind her eyes that was uncontrolled and brief and honest. "Ka'vel ran sora vel'thaan drae — ran'sora vel'thaan. Ka'vel thaan soran vel'ran." I was glad he was gone. I was glad the power returned to where it belonged, and he could not make you soft again.

She stood behind the bars, breathing hard, tears running down her face, her head heavy. Slowly, she touched the bruises around her throat. Her fingers trembled. Your throat will remember my hand. Velveta squeezed her eyes shut. “No…” She slid down the wall. Princess Aeryl will return, she whispered. “No.…” Her hands covered her ears. She will ask to see you. Velveta began sobbing again. And somewhere inside her chest, her heart continued beating. Her lungs continued breathing. She was alive. Exactly as the strange woman had promised. For now....

‘What are you going to do with the body’ Nara asks. ‘The eyes are an antidote to the toxins’ Chevy replies, indigo uses a spoon to take out one of the eyes of the rabbit, he crushes it in a bowl and makes ivory drink it. ‘Ew’ Natasha says looking away. Soon ivory closes her eyes and falls asleep. ‘Is she okay’ Alfred asks. ‘Yes’ indigo says checking her vitals. They all sigh in relief. ‘So is the rabbit our dinner’ Chevy asks. ‘Yes’ Alfred replies ‘since I and ivory hunted you and nara should cook…also don’t you dare take the claws’.

Rojean was excited to go home as if completely forgetting what she had to do afterward. “You’ll still be meeting up with Mr. Valencia.” “Who?” Rojean pouted as she took off her heels when they got in the car. “I don’t know but he scares me.” “I already told you Mr. Valencia is quite intimidating but Sei’s quite scarier, honestly. Don’t let your guard down.” he just said, looking at his phone for a brief second. “It’s not that…” she pouted once more. “Was it really suffocating in there?” Krister asked, taking off his tie. Ties make him suffocate now.

The wind picked up her tune and carried it. Elen traced invisible glyphs in the air, brows furrowed. “I don’t know what I’m writing,” she muttered. “You’re not writing,” Velan murmured. “You’re remembering.” At one point, he knelt by a stone, brushing away the moss. His fingers trembled. “Someone bled here,” he whispered. “Someone who bore threadlight. And flame.” Azriel joined him, crouching low. He pressed a hand to the earth.

ALPHA LUCEAN MERCURY MOON PACK I only forced myself to all my fours again when my spine had popped back into place. The ferocious growls from my mates wolf stunned and surprised me as her smaller form ravenously attacked my brothers silver wolf. I marveled at her beauty, Valentina had morphed into a grey wolf with white paws and a white tail, having grey along her back with sheening grey eyes. I only lunged forward when Ryker had her on her back, his maw going down upon her and that’s when we collided.

Violet was already crawling through shattered leaves and ash, her eyes frantically scanning the darkness. “Rhea? RH—” Kael found her. She was standing. Unmoving. Right where the shockwave had thrown her. Her head hung slightly forward, platinum curls drifting slowly in the unnatural breeze. The faint crimson marks along her skin pulsed once… twice… three times… Then faded into a pale glow beneath her skin. “Rhea?” Violet repeated, softer now, afraid. Marek staggered up beside Kael, blood running down his temple. “Something’s wrong…”

But the words startled me in the instant I saw them. Unstable Assets – Crownless Tier II Category: Twin-Blooded Werewolves Notes: Emotionally sensitive. Bond dependent. Highly sensitive to loss and isolation. Best used during pair assignments or mission partners. Breaks easily under prolonged stress. Recover slowly. Great for ritual channels. See the attached name log. Subject 03L: Lyra Vale. My throat closed. I read it twice, wondering if I had read the name wrong. But it was mine. There, in this tasteful paper, to have me shoved like I were an item. A warning label.

Outside, the world moves on,unaware,but inside, their realm trembles. The velvet curtain shifts.Thalira appears, eyes haunted, clothing damp. She breezes past the candle glow,voice quiet. “Any plans?” Riven places a steady hand over her jaw and says, “We will bring them back.” Elira offers him a tentative nod. She turns back to Kollen’s door, but as she disappears, he lingers looking after her,eyes almost glowing. The torchlight dims as Riven turns back to his altar. Valeria steps between scrolls and blood vials to begin the ritual,drawing runes in the air, tracing geometry of power.