No description for you! :p

Finally! You made to the Beacon academy. Your goal is to became the best hunter, to help people and to exterminate every Grimm you come across! Will you make it? (That was probably the worst summary I ever made :D Also, I don't own RWBY, Rooster Teeth does. I own just my OC's)

The most wanted man in Remnant accepts a contract to find and capture a certain cat faunas that is going to attend Beacon, but things don't go exactly as planned.

So, people have asked for a male perspective of my story "RWBY x Reader" and being the "good" person I am, I'm made one!!!! *yay* This story will slightly be better because I'm a way better writer than before, so I hope you enjoy it! Disclaimer: the picture and RWBY are NOT mine. Just to clarify.

Beacon Academy. A facility for training teams of fighters, both males and females to become Hunters/Huntress to slay the various monsters that plague Remnant. One particular male got accepted to Beacon and is now prepared for an adventure of action and some romance~. And that male, is you... ((Welcome Reader to your own harem~)) I don't own Rwby, belong to Rooster Teeth

A sequel to my other book that I wrote and picks up where I left off I don't own RWBY

(Name) is a deadly Grimm hunter, feared by Grumm, and Human's alike. The world has deemed him a criminal, and a terrorist. When he accidentally ends up at Beacon academy, what will become of him? As time progresses, he might find that he shares much more in common with his prey than he might think.

the first half has elements of RWBY in it but in the later parts they are not involved and I don't own them but any characters I have made up are mine

Exiled from their homeland, humans and Faunus alike are forced to adapt to the harsh conditions of the wilds. Some withered in the face of adversity, while others thrived in such dangers. Several clans emerged from the shadows, multiple wolf packs driven by hate and malice; only thing dividing them from providing a true threat being their lack of unity, and true leadership. However, one clan call themselves Black-Talon. Proud, Strong, Vicious, Free. The pillars of their virtues; their strengths, no matter what the kingdoms accomplish to whittle them down, they will lash back with the ferocity of a mother Nevermore. Although, the village is on its tipping point, as it the rest of the world, when their Warchief, a young, strong lad, goes to negotiate with the headmaster of the Kingdom of Vale, for what seemed like an olive branch of peace, though the world got a little more than what they bargained for on that day.