Yandere Rwby Novels & Stories

*"The Crown is not for mortal hands." Kelly stepped forward, Nyxara's shadows curling at her fingertips. "We're not here to steal. We're here to *bargain*." --- **RHYDIAN'S POV** The fen was a battlefield of teeth and treachery. Selene's wolves clashed with Rhydian, their eyes hollowed by the Threader's influence. Eden grappled with the seed, his veins alight as he fought to contain its pull. The Threader itself wove through the chaos, needle-fingers stitching the air into portals, its kin spilling forth.

] [Now that’s a real woman right there! Yarden’s face turned pale. His lips trembled a few times. In the end, he just turned and walked away. Before leaving, he looked back at me. There was unwillingness, jealousy, and something I could not quite understand in his eyes. Once he was gone, Ruby crouched down and held my hand. “I’m sorry. I didn’t handle it well. I let him in, and he disturbed you.” I shook my head. “It’s fine. The strawberries were pretty good.”

Arya Everything is hazy, but at the same time, I can see everything. I can recognize the forest in the kingdom with its brightly colored trees. Red and orange and dark green, all swaying in the wind. The sweeping hills could have been the same thing in reality, just missing the palaces and the houses and the people. But the only thing in the fields right now is a man and a woman, sitting on some kind of blanket, talking. I recognize the man as Rhysand the Shape Shifter, and lying across his lap wearing a flowy dress is a white-blonde woman with kind blue eyes.

The fire flickered softly. "You're trying too hard," another person said. I turned to see a new woman standing beside Elara. She had the same red eyes, but her hair was knotted down her back. "I'm Mara, the third Ruby Wolf. Fire doesn't respond to force. It responds to will." I tried again, this time imagining the fire as part of me—an extension of my own energy. The flame jumped higher, growing to the size of a campfire. "Good," Mara nodded. "Now contain it. Make it smaller without losing its heat."

His mouth trailed lower, skimming the sensitive spot beneath my ear, and I melted into the mattress with a gasp. The door burst open. “Oh, for fuck’s sake.” Ryder leaned against the doorframe, his arms crossed tightly over his chest. Morning light gilded the sharp angles of his face, highlighting the faint scar cutting through his brow—a souvenir from a fight he’d never talk about. His obsidian eyes burned into us, but there was no real anger there. Just a flicker of that raw, unspoken hunger he’d stopped trying to hide. Jaxon sighed, his breath hot on my neck. “You’re blocking the sun, Ryd. Either come in or go brood somewhere else.”

like a shy cat when she talks about it. “You Pervert. So… how do you feel when you see Randu?” “It's normal… just like when I saw Rhodia. Even though when I met Randu I knew.. she is a good person, her aura is clean... She never killed.. she is sincere and loved Burdak. It is very obvious. Her eyes looked at Burdak with longing.. she is the right figure for Burdak. Don't you think?" "Do not know." Riri is lazy to discuss Randu and all Nero's praise for her.

I should have known that Anders was too hard and would not give in to my demands. However, if he thought I was going to let him leave quietly then he was in for a big surprise. I went to my dad and said, "Father, I have something to tell you about Anders." My dad regarded me for a while and said, "go ahead, I'm listening." "I found out today that Anders' mate, Ruby is not a lycan. She is a werewolf from the Black Arrows Pack. Her real name is Zara, she is the daughter of the alpha and also a warrior in her pack.

The girl with back hair and grey eyes, Ruby looked at serenity disgustingly. "Now this filthy human is going to be our queen. She can't even talk for fucks sake... So weak, fucking looser..." She didn't dare to raise her voice, it was low whisper almost inaudible to others but the other girl sitting beside her heard it, the hybrids were to engulfed in their mate to hear her. The girl with silver hair and sparkling blue eyes, kaya gave her an angry stare. "Why don't you say it out loud ruby... I am sure they will love to solve your problem..."

Her eyes blurred with unshed tears, and she choked back a sob, “Rhysy my baby…you are here.” Sandra Warner was a beautiful woman, or had been, something about her drew people in, in a way I could never have. Her pale face combined with her clothes and tears. She looked pitiful drawing at the heartstrings of anybody who saw her. She stepped forward, covering the distance between us. “Ryhsy, I didn’t think you’d come, I'm so glad, I needed to see you.” Rhysand stiffened, not acknowledging her “I didn’t come for you.” he turned to me, “Let's go.”

Milton returned from the river and grabbed a bowl of porridge. “Rania is a Fire Mage novice, and Sylvar is a Snow Elf. They are n’alxaes, but the twins fucked Rania. I am still wondering how Sylvar permitted you two to live after touching what is his.” “We did not fuck her!” Eude protested. Rhobart snorted. “You only deflowered Rania... as you did with Skurja! Don’t think I forgot about my cousin!”