Yandere Rwby Novels & Stories

A couple seconds later, Ryder emerged with Taylor by his side. Alecia mouth dropped open. Before her stood, Ryder's first love, a werewolf, probably a beta or so, and she was beautiful. Not just beautiful, she had an exotic look to her. She was a tall girl, almost as tall as him, with golden - red hair that, unlike most redhair was bone straight, and long, falling over her shoulder. She had tanned skin, and bright penetrating green eyes that were the dominant feature of her face. She wore a pair of boxers and a Yankee t-shirt that was Ryder's. The girl’s gaze rested on her as if she was studying her. Probably sizing up her competition. There was no way she could compete with a girl who looke

She said and then walked back towards Adam and me. "You can have your learning centre; I don't care about things like that. You can have your clinic; besides, if everyone dies in Rayuwa, there would be no one to worship me or sacrifice. What you will not have are all the chosen maidens. I will take Six." she said, "Three." Adam interrupted, and I saw fire in her eyes. "Do you interrupt me!" she yelled, and her voice was like thunder. "No," Adam replied. I had to give it to him; he had guts.

she says playfully. “Yeah right,” I say with a roll of my eyes. She did throw a knife at my face months ago even before Zayne showed open interest in me “The only person who could challenge her is Mercy of Red Crescent, but she’s not always here so…” She trailed off Wonderful, another dominant female. Safe to say Zayne has a type then. “And Naya is mated so she doesn’t care,” Rachel adds. I knew there was something between them this just confirms it.

God, this is awkward. "Giuzde, why are you guys so quiet?" Said the girl beside him. She had wavy, jade-green hair which she had tied in a high ponytail, and her chocolate brown eyes seemed to hold so much warmth just like how she smiled at me. "A pleasure to meet you, Miss Belladonna. My name is Rosellia Laurel, you may call me Rose or Lia. I'm in my third year. I am one of the Pillars and is known as Jade Mantis."

**Ryder** It wasn’t easy keeping away from girls who wanted to grind on me. I decided to stay off the dance floor all together. I picked a seat in the back of the club and ordered a few more shots. I patiently tapped my knuckles on the table as I looked around me. I let my eyes roam briefly over the left side of the room and paused on something that caught my eye. Leaning with her back and one foot propped against a wall with a drink in her hand stood a woman. Never have I felt the need to do a double take, but this female had me doing just that. We locked eyes and held each other's gazes. Neither one of us wanted to look away. I felt captivated by her beauty. My heart rate sped up as I dran

I know both of them are desperate to get back to their mates. Yara, my new Gamma female, is strong and fierce but also kind. She comes from a very powerful Gamma line in Yellowstone and is a perfect match for Jasper. Emily, my new Delta female, is calm and quiet, a watcher. People often underestimate her because of it, but she is an incredibly strong fighter. Not in Zahra’s league, of course, but strong nonetheless, and she keeps Marcus on his toes.

Isobel Lucy's face softened as she quickly reverted to her sweet form, attempting to mask her earlier aggression. A forced smile played on her lips as she tried to calm herself, stealing an awkward glance at Ryle. However, Ryle remained unimpressed, his reaction swift and violent as he threw her hands off him. The rest of the Blondies froze and stared in shock at the sudden appearance of Ryle Vanderberg. My heart raced as I watched everything happen. Ryle's eyes transformed into a fiery, golden yellow, emitting a low growl as he locked his intense gaze onto Lucy.

"Can we trust the alpha's choices?" Alya Dawn stood at the ledge's edge, her auburn hair disheveled and damp, strands clinging to her forehead like battle scars, framing her amber eyes that burned with a fierce, unquenchable light—eyes flecked with gold that reflected her inner storm of emotions: rage at Veyra's escape boiling like the river below, profound sorrow for the dead that twisted her heart, and a steely determination to press on, tempered by the vulnerability of leadership's isolation. At twenty, her athletic frame bore the marks of the fight—scratches on her arms, her emerald tunic torn at the shoulder, blood—both her own and enemies'—staining the fabric in dark patches. Her cresc

A tightness coiled in Araheen’s chest at Yadira’s condition, but she dismissed it at once—especially when claws began to form at the salamander’s fingertips, her chest rising and falling in shallow, furious breaths. “It’s you, isn’t it?” Yadira snarled, cracked lips pulling back. “I could smell your traitorous aura from a fucking mile away, you sylph cunt.” Araheen did not react. She had expected no less from Yadira. “Your people would do the same to me if our positions were reversed, Yadira,” she replied evenly.

yelled his wolf. He forgot his surroundings when his blue eyes clash with her dark brown ones. Her brunette hair tumbled over her shoulders in sassy waves. In-spite of blood, bandages and covered in wounds, she was the most gorgeous girl he ever laid his eyes on. It was as if a spell had been woven between them, he couldn't take his eyes off her and neither did she. They broke out of the trance when the girl named Erza kept yelling at her, Ryan realized the rogues were coming back.