Novel & Cerita Chrom X Robin

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It certainly wasn't southern human. Robin was a small man. At least in comparison to Xander and John. He might've been about half a foot taller than myself, with curly brown hair and one gray eye, one gold. Apparently heterochromia was the mark of a turned Were. Awesome. Good to know I was part of a secret club of Turneds that could never assimilate fully into society because our flipping eyes gave us away. "The Godmothers are always working behind the scenes, Robin. I'm pretty sure you would never have ended up Alpha of Sure Wood without the assistance of a Godmother."

Nationality: British. Parents: Jane Stevens And Harvey Stevens. Sibling(s): Jack Stevens. Hair Colour: Ginger red. Eye Color: Aquamarine. Height: 5ft 10 inches. Sexuality: Straight. Religion: Christian. Birth Date: Wednesday 22nd Of May, 2001. Disability: None. Education: Currently In Her First Year Of Studying Graphic Designing. "Well, well, well, so her name is Robin, huh?" he said to himself and laughed.

She was so close, she couldn’t chicken out now. They entered the library. Robin lay on the white couch, wearing black leggings under a knitted black tunic with scooped neck. The tall, blonde, model-looking woman hugged a pink teddy bear, with a box of tissues next to her. Sitting on the nearby coffee table was a box of milk chocolates. Robin had always bragged that her chocolates were imported from Switzerland, which was why she never shared. Brooke rolled her eyes at her cousin’s pathetic display. Too bad Robin wasn’t an actress. She’d receive an Academy Award for her acting this time.

Zander says. We ran to the pack house. Robin and his mates were sitting outside in the sun. As soon as he saw Madison, he looked up. He looked happy to see her. Madison stopped the dinner tracks and stared at Robin. I was just surprised she did not waste one drop of her vodka while we ran. I can't wait to find out how she knows Robin. She might be a dark witch, but I do not think that she has an evil soul. She might have killed a gypsy king, but maybe she had her reasons.

I whimpered, and he stared at me like a real mad woman in the trashcan, "Xavier is more powerful than Xander. He is Xander's father and has numerous guards and dark magic. He sits on his throne in the Red Moon Pack's Royal Chamber and rarely comes out unless he is about to go to war. How on earth do you think of killing him in your entire life!!!" Hutton growled, gritting his teeth in fury. I bowed my head to the ground, reminiscing about his words. He was right: how would I ever kill Xavier? I won't gain access to him freely without losing my life!!!