Novel & Cerita Velvet Scarlatina Rwby

Scarlett’s POV Elara took a deep breath, her eyes meeting mine with a mixture of caution and determination. "Swiftclaw's origins are shrouded in darkness, Scarlett," she began, her voice laden with a heavy weight. "He is the son of a powerful wolf who was entangled with demons, seeking to harness their dark magic for his own purposes. It is believed that this union tainted Swiftclaw's bloodline, infusing him with an inherent darkness and an insatiable thirst for vengeance."

She said quietly, "Oh, we already know who you are... or aren't." A full werewolf. Rule number one: do not entertain snide or passive aggressive comments. Biting my tongue, I made sure a smile was still fixed on my face by widening it. I continued, "I would like to know your names." In turns they began introducing themselves. "My name is Alta Scots from the Beastclaw pack, and I am forever at your service, Miss Hilda..." On and on they went until a petite redhead and a tall brunette introduced themselves. "My name's Robyn Wolfe from the Segrid pack, and I am forever at your service, Miss Hilda," said the tall brunette.

'Scar? 'I NEED YOU ASAP!' 'SOS' 'CODE RED' 'Scarlet?' 'Scaaaaaaaaaarrrrlleeeeetttt' 'Bitch do you not see this?' 'You blind?' 'SCARLET! I am in danger there are people out here trying to kill me aaaaaaaahhh so exciting! Isn't it?' 'I need you with me' 'Come on, we'll fight them together 'Scarlet?' 'SCARLET' 'you bitch, are gonna come when I'm dead!!!!!'

Just as I was about to completely knock out, a cold finger tapped my forehead. “Sleepyhead,” Jason whispered next to me, that irritating smirk already forming as he flicked air right into my eyes. “Shit...Jason!” I jerked back, blinking fast and slapping his hand away. “This is not the time for your tricks.” He only leaned back, all smug and pleased with himself like he’d done me a favor. I was still glaring at him when Melinda’s voice suddenly dropped, changing tone. “…and now we come to a rare species, almost erased from history. The Velari.”

Serena's POV Bianca froze. "Bianca, what gives you the right to tell me to stay in my place? The family's pampered princess, the trust fund shareholder?" "You're the one always sitting pretty on unearned privilege. Who are you to lecture me about not fighting for what's mine?" "You—!" Her eyes reddened instantly. "Serena, I—" Her eyes filled with crocodile tears on cue. But I wasn't done. "And since you brought up my scar, let's talk about how I got it. Do you remember what you did to me when we were ten?"

The Queen nodded in satisfaction and stepped aside, revealing a Prince who never ceases to take my breath away. Taking a deep breath, I forced myself to stand erect with my chin raised proudly, then I looked into his honeysuckle eyes, and swallowed. “I, River Scarrow, reject you, Densmore Rutherford, as my mate.” Immediately I stated that I felt a different type of heat. One that felt destructive and surgical. “Do you accept?” I muttered. The entire hall went silent again as all eyes turned to Densmore. His deep sunken eyes seemed to hold conflict as his lips pressed together. I held my breath, a sliver of me wishing he’d say no but then he nodded his approval.

"No way! Natalie's the one who sold her kidney," Evelyn snapped, shoving Natalie aside to inspect me. "She has lost a kidney," the leader confirmed. "Taking the other would kill her." Just as Evelyn's hand reached for me, Natalie cried out and collapsed, revealing a prominent scar on her abdomen. "Go ahead and take her to the hospital. She is faking to win your love." Evelyn flinched, rushing back to check Natalie's scar. "I almost fell for her trick. Don't worry. I'm taking you to the hospital now."

I despised the interruption at that moment, but then the wave of pleasure crashed over me, and I withdrew, spilling myself across her body. Rowan stood, his eyes filled with disdain as he regarded us. “Quit pretending to be a saint,” I scoffed, shifting my belt into place. “You do this more than I do.” “Leave!” he commanded, directing his words at Ruby, who lay nearly motionless on the bed, slowly gathering her strength. Ruby trembled, snatched her clothes, and bolted from the room. “Perhaps I need to bring some clarity to your mind and show you the proper way to knock.” I snatched my shirt and slipped it on, avoiding even a glance at Rowan.

“It’s the least dangerous one.” His eyes never left me. “You think so? If you give me your mind, you’re giving me access to everything. Your body included.” “Then why give me the choice?” “Because I enjoy watching people build their own traps.” A sarcastic laugh escaped me. “You’re unbelievably… sadistic.” Axel finally looked away, gesturing to a waiter to bring wine. A moment later two glasses of red wine were placed before us. I took a quick sip. I had a feeling I would need it.