Velvet Rwby Novels & Stories

“Like the air was bleeding.” My stomach twists. “Bleeding?” Sylvara enters the library, her jade-green form gliding silently, vine-hair swaying. She carries a small, rune-carved orb that pulses faintly, like a heartbeat. “The rift is destabilizing,” she says, placing the orb on the table. “The Veil’s threads are fraying faster than anticipated. Voren’s forces are probing its weaknesses, likely using stolen relics to amplify their Veil-touched mercenaries.”

White fire exploded in her veins. Veyra gasped, a cry tearing from her throat as a flood of sensations rushed through her—heat, pressure, light, wind, longing. It was too much, too fast. She saw flashes she didn't understand. A wolf standing beneath a red moon. A battlefield soaked in silver light. A name not yet spoken. Kael froze, stunned. "What...?"

She said to me when I replied out loud to something she had thought about. “Privacy doesn’t really exist between mates, it’s the point of bonding our minds and souls together. I almost lost you, just let me have this.” “Suddenly, our mate bond and its purpose means something to you? You’re Gavrael Wulfric, no one lets you have anything, you take what you want, when you want it, and how you want it. Who am I to deny you what you want now just because I have a few bruises?” She said disdainfully.

It gave us the advantage. “ATTACK!” Wyatt said and took off to help his warriors. I have been feeling each death that was happening around the U.S. The numbers were staggering but I tried to stay focused to watch Raven take down Devin. She stalked him like a lion does his prey. Devin shifted into his wolf that was smaller than Raven but was thick with muscle. I felt Raven bring the electricity to the surface and my whole body was sending off little blue sparks as she walked to him. It caused him to pause for a second and look at them before he decided it was not anything to be concerned about.

Every time a brother hit him, they were the ones who winced, as if they were punching a wall of solid obsidian. ​On the balcony, Elara’s wolf began to howl in her mind. Her skin began to tingle with a violet static. Seeing Caleb’s strength, his calm dominance over her overprotective brothers was doing something to her "Star-Eater" core. ​He’s beautiful, she thought, her eyes tracing the way the runes on his shoulders glowed brighter with every strike he absorbed. ​Suddenly, Ryker and Silas landed a combined blow on Caleb’s shoulders. The ground beneath Caleb cracked, spiderwebbing across the entire hall. The power clash was so intense that the violet energy in Elara’s veins finally boiled ov

“I finalize the regulatory complaints against Aether Partners and the Nevis trust today. You prepare for the board vote. And tonight…” I kissed him again, slow and deep. “Tonight we fight Phase V together.” Shawn made a broken sound and pulled me harder against him, his hand slipping between my thighs to stroke me with deliberate, agonizing slowness. The slow burn was exquisite torture. Pleasure built in waves, but he kept me right on the edge, his own body trembling as he fought the programming. The system screen in the living room flickered to life. Phase V – Cognitive Integration: 89% Complete Anchor Synchronization: Critical Projected Full Merge: 9 Hours

"So tonight, I intend to bid for it and give it to you." "To me?" Catherine's voice trembled. "Why? That's too expensive..." "These tools only hold their true value when used properly," William said calmly, as if stating a fact. William looked at her, moonlight like liquid silver pouring over her, casting a soft, cool glow on the black evening gown. The velvet skirt shimmered faintly in the moonlight, making her exposed shoulders and neck appear even fairer, like gardenias blooming quietly under the moon. Her profile, outlined by moonlight, revealed delicate contours, and her clear eyes seemed to hold the moonlight within.

I wouldn't let him tarnish the one thing I had left. He pulled me back, his grip firm. "I was observing, not insulting. Why so defensive, Ivy?" I didn't answer. I just kept filing. Cole, realizing that his presence wasn't enough to buy my attention tonight, reached into his mental arsenal. "I have a surplus of Black Rosewood in the Ryder vaults. I could have it brought here." My hand faltered. Rosewood. It was a legendary timber—dense, dark as a moonless night, and nearly impossible to find. My eyes lit up before I could catch myself.

I nearly whimper when I feel comforting tingles dancing on my upper arms when Ryder rubs them doing his best to support me. “Try to keep her relaxed, she’s weak, but she’s healing, and they will be ok; Clover and Ruby protected them.” I brush Raven’s hair back and take a deep relieved breath when her breathing and heart rate even out. ‘Relax Raven, Clover and Liliana have us. We did what we set out to do,’ Ruby soothes, making me look up to see my sister’s lycan spirit, the same as I have seen Clover, only Ruby has red hair.

A gentle, familiar golden glimm rose again from the cracks in Stone up. Elora's symbiosis had survived. The hybrids remained in the valley below. The murderous red in her eyes faded, departed from the gentle gold of the earth. The pack fell apart. Some ran confused back into the forest, others let themselves fall to the ground exhausted. The mental Würgegriff was broken. Raven rolled on his back. The rain fell gently on his face. He heard Steps that quickly got closer. Vesper bowed over him. Her face was blackened, her armor bent,