Rose Rwby の小説・ストーリー

‘I have, we knew each other since we were fourteen, he always came to my house on this same month and day so no one would notice’. Suddenly the door opened and a beautiful girl with silver hair came in. ‘Alfred are…’ Chevy looked at Nara angrily ‘you didn’t close the fuckin door’ ‘I’m sorry’ Nara apologizes. ‘Alfred are you okay’ ivory asked as she ran to Alfred bed and held his hand tightly with worry in her eyes. Nara looked at ivory, she threw seeds out of her bag, the seeds grew into thorns and rapidly approached ivory with the help of Nara.

“If you’re reading this, it means you’ve found the truth. Esteban can be trusted. He’s your only ally. Protect him. The future depends on it.” Her father’s handwriting. Before she could react, the wall behind Esteban exploded inward, sending them both crashing to the floor. Smoke poured in, and shadows loomed in the haze. Gunfire. Esteban shoved her behind the overturned desk. "Run!" "Not without you!" "They’ll kill you!" She kissed him, fast and fierce, then slipped the folder into her apron and sprinted for the bookcase. Shots whizzed past her, one grazing her arm. She cried out but didn’t stop.

Ryder's Pov I couldn't shake the feeling that Rose was still plotting something. After what she pulled with the pink dye in my hair, I knew it wasn't over. I had to admit, she’s got a mind for mischief—but so do I. So, when the boys left after their little stunt, I decided to bring them back. Wayne and Parker were staying over, and I could tell they were just as ready for trouble as I was. It was going to be the perfect storm—three of us, three of them—what could go wrong?

As if remembering something, Rosaly turned around and took out a small box from the gift box: "That's right, Brawen, your relative seems to have prepared a sweater for you, you can rest assured." Indeed, in the small box is a very beautiful blue wool, which matches the color of her other eye. Brawen nodded: “I'll put it on myself later. Rosa should go home, you haven't put on your makeup yet." “Right? Then I'll be back, you can dress yourself. Have a good night." After Rosa left, Brawen sighed softly, walked over to the mirror, and gently pulled down the blindfold. It's a real threat. Holding the wool, she gently pressed her eyes with her fingers, blinked, and indeed in the mirror appeared a

Rose Hathaway Nicknames: Little one, honey badger Age: 22 Birthday: December 15 Zodiac sign: Sagittarius Nationality: Irish Race: Half witch, Half siren Hair color: Cherry Red Hair style: long and wavy typically worn down with small braids Eye color: Honey brown Birth marks: N/A Scars: palm of her left hand, upper right thigh, old stab wound in left rib cage area Height: 5’6 Weight: 160 Skin color: Pale Sexuality: Bisexual and polygamous Relationship status: complex Beauty marks: Freckles Personality: Flirtatious, mysterious, funny, charming, cautious Style: Gothy witch Outfit: Thigh highs, heeled booties, black high waisted split skirt, black pentagram bra with mesh crop top. Jewelry: Ring

I ate to my fill and lay down supine, meditating on the unfolding storyline. Brenda, the main character, who had taken most of the first chapter to express her distaste for long distance relationships, and who was also seeking for admission as an exchange student to Canada alongside her boyfriend of two years, ended up getting admitted into the exchange programme but unfortunately, her boyfriend Kevin wasn't. Was it going to be the end of their beautiful relationship? Or will Brenda try to overlook the situation and hope it miraculously works out regardless? It does seem like the beginning of their end.

Rose crossed herself, her golden crucifix shining on her anxious collarbone. Rose quirked a blonde eyebrow, then smiled, putting her gun down. "Is this Ms. Iktapati good with alcohol?" The strange aswang winked. "You get me, kano." Rose pulled out some cheap Napa Valley wine from her backpack, and she and the aswang took sips. It wasn't like postdocs were loaded. Still, it was a good vintage - it had been a good year for rain. Dry, dusty, the grass brown. Then, suddenly, green under California stars.

Not really energetic enough to walk back, the brunette sat with her back resting on a tree and her eyes started scanning the place around her. "A nice forest?" Ruby commented, releasing a deep breath and looking down at her hands in sadness, "Did you really have to go, Mira? You promised and now...what am I supposed to do?" She whispered lowly, her eyelids needed sleep but she was too afraid to close her eyes. She heard a twig snap and looked around in alarm. Ruby gasped at what she saw, frozen in place as she stared at yellow eyes with amber-gold swirls. Eyes that belonged to a wolf. A werewolf.

I watch as the light kisses Rose’s face, her eyes still clamped shut, making her red hair almost glow. Suddenly, she throws my hand away and grips her stomach, “It’s starting,” she says almost breathlessly and she rips her shirt off of her. I try not to stare at her beautiful form as I turn my head away. I hear the others shift and turn back to see everyone in wolf form except for Rose, who is now curled on the ground as we hear bones cracking. Alpha’s Daniel’s black and white wolf towers over everyone while Luna Rachel’s brown wolf seems to shimmer in the moonlight. Selda’s dark brown wolf is the smallest of them all. I look at Rose who is now sprouting white fur. When I blink her wolf stan