Robin Arkham Origins Novels & Stories

Suarez had appeared along with his knights who had helped in restraining the rogues. “What took you so long?!” Killian couldn't help but complain as he angrily killed off the last rogue who had attacked him. Other than the one who had attacked him, all of them, who were almost five rogues, were refrained by Mr. Suarez's subordinates. Mr. Suarez calmly replied. “There was a sudden error in our security.” “Hack?”

Robin smiled and pulled me along with him as Ryan chuckled behind as I struggled, but Robin gripped my hands tightly and it hurt more so I gave up struggling. They wouldn't kill me, would they? No, they won't, the school was too big… "Whatever you are thinking, it is the opposite," Robin whispered in my ears and I looked up to his dark eyes. When did Robin become this evil and what was his plan now?

--- ### The Twist in the Ink Rowan grabbed my wrists. The violet liquid around us didn't drown us—it turned into **Gold**. "Kaima," Rowan said. His voice was no longer a drone. It was deep, powerful, and echoed with the authority of someone who owns the pen. "Rowan? What's happening?" The Archive's Shadow shrieked, its skeletal body beginning to dissolve in the golden light. "No! The Key! It was supposed to be hers! She is the 'Origin'!"

As Robin left the scene, he crossed paths with Leroi, who bowed respectfully. "What happened there?" Leroi inquired, his curiosity piqued. "Just a little problem, nothing to worry about," Robin assured him, not wanting to burden his pack leader with unnecessary details. Leroi seized the opportunity to inform Robin about an upcoming event at the mansion they had been invited to that night. Intrigued, Robin agreed, and they gathered a few pack members before embarking on their journey. The pack members arrived at the grand mansion, each one silently sneaking inside to avoid drawing attention. Leroi and Robin made their way to the opulent sitting room, where they were greeted by Mr. Thompson, a

The person who disturbed her also flinched, surprised by Raven’s sudden reaction. “You always pop out of nowhere,” Raven spoke as she took in deep controlled breaths. Robin smiled at Raven’s words. “You are just always deep in your thoughts which is why you don’t know what happens around you.” Robin is one of the omegas assigned to help with the renovation project and the first person that Raven has become close with in the packhouse aside from the Alpha and Luna which explains why she is not being formal around her. Robin has an interesting attitude. She’s kinda shameless who doesn’t care about what people will think about heras long as she gets to be herself.

Ryker and a few other rogues moved closer, forming a loose barrier around the altar. I took a deep breath, trying to steady my racing heart. “This was supposed to be my moment of freedom. Why did she have to ruin it?” The council leader continued, “Alpha Darius, step forward.” Darius moved to stand before the council, his expression unreadable. “Do you, Darius, swear to uphold the laws of the Moonlight Accord and lead your pack with honor and justice?” “I swear it,” he answered without hesitation. “Then, by the authority granted to us by the High Council, we hereby recognize the Rouge Pack, renamed as the black fang, as a sovereign and lawful pack under the Accord.

"I am the Shadow Knight. Once Kaelen Dawnblade. Bearer of the Soulstone. Enemy of the corrupt Council. Avenger of the murdered innocents. I claim these names and purposes. I reject oblivion's comfort." The amalgamation of memories retreated, its composite features displaying surprise. The bone song changed tenor, becoming less overwhelming demand and more respectful recognition. The darkness surrounding him thinned, revealing the ossuary's interior fully for the first time. At its centre grew a tree unlike any in the living world. Its trunk and branches consisted entirely of bones fused together, not constructed but somehow grown into this impossible configuration. Instead of leaves, small f

He said. Season 2 ended here! Author note: Hello everyone!! Please continue to read ARCANUM because, there will be a side story which about Steven and Nicolai. See you on Season 3!!!

"This one's been trying to get out for a very long time." Rook was already working on the blast door. His lockpicks were useless against the silver-reinforced steel, but he had brought charges, small ones designed to break seals without collapsing tunnels. "Give me ten minutes. This door is older than the Frostborn's fortress, but the mechanism is the same. Corvus used standard patterns."

Bo tells him, before glancing at Gray. “No, of course not,” Gray says with a sigh. “There was nothing you could have done to prevent this from happening.” “I have caught wind of a rumor,” Alazaer says slowly, cautiously. “Supposedly there is still some wolfsbane out East.” “Where?” Bo asks. Alazaer drops his gaze down to the ground. “Alazaer,” Gray says. “Where?” “Maine,” Alazaer answers reluctantly. Gray barks out laughing.