Gumball X Rob Novels & Stories

“We’re not here for games. Just let us through. What do you want?” The room went still. One of them approached me, but Rob stood in front of me, towering over him. “Calm down, Grimani. I was just going to take a closer look since she looked familiar,” he said, hands raised. “Still as possessive as ever,” the man on the velvet seat said. “Roberto never shared his toy, even as a child. Oh… do you guys remember the last woman he was fucking with?” They burst into laughter.

Rob, a thuggish youth with a toothpick between his teeth, strode up to them, stopping them. He looked between them, not even stopping to take a second look at Cindy, as he soon gaped at Helen, dropping his toothpick. "Shit!" He cursed even as he spaced out. "What's going on here?" Bob, a pudgy man strode up to them as well, frowning. "If you're here to talk shop, I'm sorry, but we were just bought out and… Shit!" He reacted no different from Rob when he saw Helen and barked, "Quit gawking! Don't just let her stand there—go get a chair and some tea!"

he replied calmly too and I decided to give up because I knew he was never going to give in to me. With that, he stood up from beside me and walked over to Mr Thomas. Then he squatted before him and caught his blood stained chin to make him meet his eyes and I started to shake in fear from where I sat. “I'm going to give you twenty four hours to return the money you stole from me, Thomas. I don't care if you gambled it away or got robbed. All I know is, you're giving me back my seven thousand dollars. Understood?” He said to Mr Thomas and I gasped from where I sat when I realized it was seven thousand dollars he stole from him

My spaced out brain idly concludes I’m racking up quite the body count these days, and not the sexy, fun kind. The tattooed stump reminds me of Strike. The guitar toting, Robyn-touching bastard. The fucker tracked her to the silver exiles hideout the morning of the grain heist. Holding her by the throat just like the green bruises she used to sport. I had to intervene. I rushed out of my hiding spot, jumping from my brown horse, Ares. Robyn was against a tree, stammering, her delicate skin even paler, searching for someone to help her.

he said, about to pounce on his dinner, or midnight snack. "Wait!" Robbie said, stretching out his blood-stained hands and forcing himself to get up. His face has the look of someone about to deliver a cringe-worthy speech. "Just wait." He added, visibly struggling to get back on his feet, but accomplishing it either way. "You're right about one thing... " he said with his eyes closed trying to numb the pain. "...I am almost always either Wasted or stoned. But you made one little mistake Mr. Morale…" he opened his eyes, and what laid underneath was a set of blood red ones, even darker than the ones he had when he still wore the ring. "...I'm very, very far from normal" he said with a killer

I knew it was right to come along with you! "You're a sensible person," Arthur glanced at Xavier in disdain and continued, "unlike this brat, who only knows how to make me angry." Caleb changed the topic and asked curiously, "Old Mr. Robinson, who is this amazing manager? You've been here so many times. You must have met them before, right?"

I waved to the bartender to fill us a glass of whiskey as I surveyed the room and my eyes instantly fell on three new guys. “Who are they?” I leaned over to Robort. “I don't know, they probably came with the other guys.” He leaned back against the bar counter and popped open his suit jacket button. Robort is thickly limbed, he also always got a damn toothpick in his mouth. He moved it from the corner to the other and continued to watch them. “I know him,” Kelvin said as he leaned into me and gave me a subtle nod in the direction of one of the three.

she mumbled. Rob grabbed their drinks and led her to a booth in the far corner. “You’re looking very fuckable,” he grinned as they sat down. “Rob, look… you’ve had your fun. But this isn’t funny anymore, okay?” “Oh, Emma. I haven’t even begun to have fun yet.” His tone was cold. Calculated. Then he took out his phone, PornHub already open. “But before we start, let me show you this…” Her stomach dropped. “You see this? This is my account. And this—this is a video of you letting Tony fuck you.” He tapped the screen. “And this is me uploading it.”

Although I was aware that the figure before me was merely a robot, I couldn't help but feel the crushing shame sweeping over me, leaving my face burning with embarrassment. 008 didn't seem to notice anything unusual. He kneeled beside me and gently pulled me into his arms, saying, "I've detected an injury, Ms. Zeller. I'm going to switch to first-aid mode now. Please remain still as I conduct a full-body scan." 008 was a robot specifically designed for me by my in-laws. He was designed to look exactly like Kenneth but with an even more idealized physique. His skin, crafted from a special synthetic material, was indistinguishable from human skin.

I shivered because of that. " You are so beautiful... please don't be scared, I am Rob, your Rob. " He said looking into my eyes. I tried to hide myself with my hands and arms and swallowed hard as he showered tender kisses all over my neck and shoulder. His kisses were making my body tingle all over.