Vytal Festival Rwby Novels & Stories

His soul shivered before breaking apart, the wind taking it away. Violet saw Olivia and Hestia pinned against the edge of the bridge. They held their heads and screamed. Dalyla's mania was taking hold. Raegan still had Rabiah distracted. Her razor-sharp gold talons raking at the dead queen. Violet rushed to the queen and gripped her shoulder. Flames bloomed before Violet's vision. Iridescent lilies made of blue and red fire. White-hot roses crowned her head, their petals searing her skin. A cry rose to her lips but Violet couldn't quite hear it—as if someone else was feeling her pain.

He just laughed, looking way too pleased with himself. I huffed, shoving another bite of steak into my mouth. “So, where are you going again? You never really said.” Rhys relaxed against the headboard. “I’m heading to different packs to deliver invitations for the Moon Festival. It’s coming up soon, and since I’m Beta, I get the lovely job of running all over the place.” I perked up. “Moon Festival? What’s that?” His eyes lit up with excitement. “Oh, it’s the best time of the year! It’s a week-long event filled with dueling, dancing, drinking, feasting, and all sorts of fun stuff. Think of it as a giant werewolf carnival.”

It’s a Snapchat notification. From Mateo Russo. Huh, I guess he’s still awake after all. I move my avatar back to the shelter we made and then open the app. Whatever it is, it’s a video. I mute myself, so Rob doesn’t hear anything, and open it. The video’s fairly dark, so I don’t recognise what’s happening at first, but then the angle changes. It’s Mateo’s hand, slowly stroking his hard-on through his sweatpants. My eyes widen, and my stomach clenches as I watch, transfixed, as he moves it up and down. Despite myself, my own dick starts to stir.

WELCOME HOME "Everyone will agree with me when i say that the past year has been alot of things-- shitty being a famous word for it, but there were also some good moments-" "And many a bad but here we are, today, celebrating not one, not two things. And it has only just begun because now we can look forward to brace our next chapter and stay open to the thousand possibilities-" "To us, the vamps" Aal concluded with a wide smile. "Come on, cheer with your glasses of water" She said just before Dele swung by, holding her towards him as he whispered something into her ears before heading out, leaving her temptously biting her lower lip.

’’ Riza looked up at Kyro and he sighed. ‘’As per the rules, you have to accept the challenge.’’ ‘’Fine, but I hope no one gets mad when she has to leave.’’ Kyro said nothing. ‘’Well, I Riza Wolfpaw accept your challenge!’’ ‘’Abigail,’’ a voice cried. Her mother ran over to her with tears running down her face. ‘’Abigail, please don’t do this. I don’t want you hurt or to leave.’’ Abigail shook her head. ‘’I am not backing out of this, mother. So, step aside, Kyro will be mine.’’

Cicely laughs. About half an hour later the fireworks start and near the end, I feel Nova shift in my arms and their lips find the tattoo on my ribs “Mi Corazon! Mi amor! Te amo! “ they accentuate each thing they say with another kiss. “You are so beautiful to behold! Happy birthday, my Love!” They stand and kiss me sweetly before I feel their hands on my back and they whisper “Your other birthday present is gonna need time to heal, so we should fuck later because for a week or so we won’t be. We both were talking about frenum piercings and I made us appointments for tomorrow morning.” Oh, fuck, that made me really hard! *******

Petals floated around, air magic keeping them in constant movement. “I don’t remember it being this beautiful.” I whispered in awe. I reached my hand out, grabbing a few petals in my palm. They immediately bounce off my hand and returned to the air. Rows of benches lead up to a stage. Bands were playing their songs. As we walked further into the festival, Fae floated in the air, blowing fire from their mouths. Others were making sculptures out of ice and branches. Couples danced and others cheered on competitors in the wrestling tents.

Vailan approached it closer and led her. “Touch the water.” “Water? Why?” She looked at him for verification and he reached his hand out to the water. The water then embraced Vailan’s hand, and it went into his hand as if it was his power and he turned to her, as his hair fluttered with the wind which blew strongly. That scene caught her eyes and she stared at him in daze. The addendum of the fountain, which was beside him, as it illuminates the hallucination that they were in the middle of it, staring at each other relentlessly.

The storm had no name. It tore across the Vale with a fury that felt personal—wind screaming like ancient spirits loosed from their graves, rain falling in silver needles that carved through sky and stone. The mountaintop sanctuary shook under the weight of clashing magic. Lightning danced violet across the heavens, illuminating the broken runes around Zara as she labored beneath the blood-soaked moon. "She’s early," Ruby said, soaked and pale, her voice ragged. "Too early."

Vayla kept her eyes on us for a second longer, wanting to be seen, and then she sprinted. She took off through the trees and left snapping branches behind as she disappeared deeper into the forest. “Where is she going?” I asked, still amazed. “To the cliff. That’s where she’ll release her first howl!” “The people’s celebration starts after that,” her friend added. I frowned slightly. “The people’s celebration?” She smiled. “Only when Vayla’s howl reaches the kingdom, when it speaks to the land and the people, are the others allowed to shift.”