Black Rwby の小説・ストーリー

Bram goes down under a Blackrock wolf, but Mara yanks him back, fending off attackers with a bloodied staff. The fight is brutal, desperate—magic and muscle, steel and bone. The raven wheels, watching, searching. And then—finally—the enemy falters. The raven, singed and screeching, wheels high, retreating into the thinning mist. The Blackrock wolves, shaken by magic and Silverpine’s stubborn unity, break and run. Hael staggers back, bloodied, teeth bared in a silent promise of vengeance, but he is forced to retreat.

Palm sweaty, heart racing, Andrew pushed open the door. Dark paneled walls and polished mahogany, shadows crawling along the grains, the reflection of light like liquid. The walls gleamed with a polished patience, swallowing the weak afternoon light and throwing the room into uneven shadows. The desk loomed like a single block of authority, its edges sharp, leather chair poised as if it could decide a man’s fate.

Amber alighted at her destination and I followed her, It's gonna be a new life for me I hoped . After 30 minutes of walking through thorns and bushes we reached our or rather her Territory. The walls were so high and so beautiful,made of terra stones from up north. I stared in awe at the magnificent sculptures that welcomed me. This is Brown pack's territory she said smiling at me with gladness that I loved it. Let's get in Melissa,the insides are more beautiful we could bet that.

Brawen now remembers Riven standing next to her just now, she turned to look at Riven, he was simply in a black somi shirt and long pants, she scratched her cheek: "Sorry Riven, let me call him" Saying that, Brawen took out her mobile phone, this is a normal touch phone like in the human world, just a little different it can only use 1 type of sim - 1 type of sim can only be used in Vampire's World. It could simply be understood that it could only communicate within the vampire world. Brawen said "yeah" for a few hours, then turned to look at Riven shyly: "Rosa said she'd be a little late. Said we should go for a walk first."

His eyes are actually about to bulge out of his head. “You’re.. Wow.” He says, but my attention is not on him. It’s on my mate, who is staring just like everyone else. Raven is a unique coloring, as her fur is white with silver hints. Her paws are bluish black, while the tip of her tail is purple. Isaiah stands and Raven sits down. He strokes a hand through our fur, and Raven purrs in contempt. “You are gorgeous!” Isaiah says with awe. “Such unique coloring.” The smile that spreads on his face is both proud and loving.

I took the file, opened it, and saw the name of this maid: Pyra Ruby Blackwood. It read. Picking up the photograph of Pyra Blackwood, I watched her portrait clearly. She was beautiful. With her mop of red hair cascading down her back, perfectly accentuating her delicate and soft face, framed by a high cheekbone. A smile was plastered on her lips, but it didn’t reach her eyes; her dull crimson eyes lacked it, seemingly to hold a story of their own. Her skin was as pale, shimmering like fallen snow in the winter.

He whispered to her. Before long, Storm was standing on four paws, she was beautiful. She was all black with a purple tint. The triplets stumbled towards her, Ryder was black with white paws, Rebel was black with the tips of his ears and tail white and his little princess, River, she was black with a white heart shape patch under her neck, just like her human form, she was the cutest little wolf he’s ever seen. It also looked like her black fur was tinted a dark blue along with the boys. “Sugarbear, you’re absolutely gorgeous.” Blaze said, running his fingers through her fur. The little ones were standing next to her and then started growling at each other.

Lillah stepped back and Neeri stepped forward. “Wow.” Rhy looked at the bright-eyed wolf in the long grass. Her coat was rich and deep, black with chestnut undertones that almost looked red. Reminded him of Breeth. While neither he nor Sarmin had spent alone time together with Breeth they had seen the Beta dragon at dragonpack events, he had seen the red and black dragon next to the Alpha King. Neeri wiggled playfully in the grass, front legs stretched out in front, haunches in the air and tail wagging. “Hi Neeri.”

It seemed they didn’t care too much about the gruesome battle raging outside; their eyes were on the invisible barrier surrounding the house. As the witches walked along the edge, creating a semicircle around the barrier, another figure stepped out from the growing fog outside the tree line. The tall Raven had straight black hair that ran almost the entire length of her back. She was thin and had strange black markings all over her pale skin, which seemed to whirl on her skin as she began muttering something. A black film emerged as she chanted, swirling around her body in pulses.