Robber Outfit Novels & Stories

It might not be necessary to shift, and it will be much easier to fight if I’m not wearing a dress. As soon as I’m dressed, I step outside and immediately hear a snarl. I turn to the left and there is a brown rogue wolf stalking towards me. You can always identify the rogues because they look mangey and deranged, like a dog who’s been abused and beaten. His fur is filthy, with a few patches missing, and he smells like vulture vomit. The combination of death and decay mixed with the burning, acidic scent of vomit is the worst possible combination.

His extended ears were covered with silver fur and through his wavy silver locks, there was a tattoo of a green, vertical eye. Next to him were placed a pair of white-gold gauntlets and leather boots. He wore a pitch-black robe with silver embroidery over the ends of the sleeves and the hems of the robe and pants. Unlike the ceremonial robes he received previously, the Starry Black Majestic Battle Robe had a shorter length and the pants were baggier. Not only that, the clothes seemed to be made of spiritual materials in the sense that nothing stuck to them. Unless torn and ruined, Chen could practically wear them for as long as he wants!

A weapon of choice “Well hello Princess!” One of the rogues steps forward taking his position in the middle of the three of them. The trio of rogues had long unkept hair, week’s worth of stubble, jeans with holes in the knees and trainers that had seen better days. Who on earth was leading them? They clearly weren’t being looked after and it wasn’t unusual for wolf rogues to be manipulated by withholding food, perhaps this was happening to the lycan rebels too.

Rob looked down at my shoe and then looked at me with a mean look on his face, "Don't think that you're going to run out and buy a new pair tomorrow! You spend all of our money on clothes and shit while I work my ass off to keep a roof over our head. I can't even get your ass to go to work!" I stood there in shock. I don't know why I was shocked. I should know that nothing is across the line for Rob, but somehow I still get shocked. I could feel my face turning a bright red, and sweat broke out on my neck. I had not bought myself anything new in a little over a year, but this was Rob's way. Make everyone think badly of me even though he wants them to admire my looks. Rob is seen as the good

Not when, after she hung up, she’d go right back to being Rob’s plaything. Pulling on the slutty outfit Rob insisted she wear, she smoothed her hands over the fabric. Tight. Short. Cheap. The kind of thing that screamed fuck me. She re-applied her heavy makeup—smoky eyes, nude lips—masking the shame beneath layers of whore paint. Rob emerged from the bathroom, running his hand through his damp hair. His gaze swept over her slowly, a predator eyeing his prey. “Fuck, you look good. Ready for some fun, babe?”

Wanting to keep the wonderful feeling the robe gives me, I pass by my trunk and open Tyler’s. I dig through the clothes in the trunk until I find what I want, a pair of sweatpants and an extra large t-shirt. Feeling too lazy to make the trip back behind the screen, I carefully slip on my clothes while using the robe to cover myself. Tyler’s eyes remain on me as I return the robe to where it had previously hung and walk over to the bed. “I really like seeing you in my clothes,” he admits. I blush and sit down on the edge of the bed.

It was almost like a zombie apocalypses type of infested. The majority of these rogues were still in their human forms, trashing and destroying stores and streets, having their own riot party as they drank heavy amounts of booze and smoking. They all looked like they were a gang of bikers from the way they were dressed, all in black with leather jackets, some with exaggerated haircuts. "They're everywhere, how are we going to sneak past?" Alice whispers.

He instructed the man who was robbing me. "That's absurd!" I shouted at him. He takes off my shades. I gasp. He seemed to freeze a bit and shook his head. "Take this instead; it is more expensive than her necklace." The robber got my favorite glasses. "Her necklace is fake, don't exert effort getting her necklace." He looks at me in the eyes with a just-go-with-the-flow look. I got it and rode his act. "Right," the robber seems to buy our act. I breathed out.

Draco turned his head curiously and Rio nodded slowly as if he wasn't too sure. “Alpha, I'm not sure but I think this is one of the bandit members of the Rogues…” “What? How do you know?” Largo asked him impatiently. “Like I said, the clothes he's wearing aren't that unfamiliar. They wore thick coats of wild animal fur that were made by amateur hands. And there were these golds in his pockets.” Rio showed two bags of gold which he had been holding. “You got these bags from this corpse?” Declan took the wet bag and it was true that there were lots of gold coins in it.

Although he was now feeling even more uneasy since the two figures had shifted their attention to him and also looked very hostile, Josh didn't show it, instead he kept a tough demeanor outside as he demanded the two figures leave. The slim robber chuckled condescendingly, exchanging a glance with his partner. "Well, we do," he replied, his tone dripping with arrogance. "And you're about to be our next victim." And then a smirk appeared across his lips as he eyed Josh's attire. "You look like a rich person. Maybe we'll take your wallet as well," he taunted.