Robin Bullock Rumble Novels & Stories

A howl sounds some distance in the front, just at the same time a group of rogues leap out of the bushes. I spring into motion immediately, all my training kicking in. I knock the first one down just before he shifts into his wolf, wrapping the wire around his neck and pulling hard. Suddenly, the clearing is a battlefield. Weapons clash against weapon, rogues fall down. I roll to the side, avoiding the snapping of fangs as a wolf lands where I stood a second ago. From the corner of my eye, I see Ragnar watching it all from the sidelines, like a messenger of death himself.

Cyrus Blackwood The classroom was in a state of chaos as it always was before the professors came in. I was focusing on the arm wrestling match between Ryan and Ethan. It was more interesting because Ethan decided to humor him. Ryan was struggling despite being 90% muscles but I noticed Ethan was cheating and it was not my place to call him out. I barked out a laugh at a now red Ryan as he finally noticed Ethan’s trick. I wanted to tease him more but the class had gone hushed. I thought the professor was here but it was someone even better, Wren.

Most of our pack has shifted and stand on high alert growling and snarling at the 20 rogues, but the one in the middle, the one holding my pup, I know is my beloved grandfather, Vincent DeLuca. Ceasar continued to growl as he slowly stalked forward. The scarecrow held Abi's back to his chest with one arm and a knife to her throat with the other as he stood surrounded by now rogue wolves. I was beside Gabe and whispered, "can you get a clean shot at his head?"

Vincent, the quarterback on the football team, growls at his teammate. "It was Emilie! Who the fuck cares?!" Henry tries to break free from the two other jocks holding him, but he isn't going anywhere. It looks like someone has already hit his face repeatedly. He seems weak. "Emilie is still a girl," a giant guy mutters. He is as tall as Brandon but a hundred times bulkier. The guy could be mistaken for a tank. "And she is dating Brandon—it makes sense why he beat you to a pulp now."

"No one messes with my grandson and goes away with it. I'll deal with you mercilessly. Don't beg me, madam principal. You were here when this happened. I was once a principal and in my time, I did better!" My heart skipped a beat. I didn't have to turn back to know it was Mrs. Morris, the same principal who she expelled me despite the fact that I was bullied. How laughable. I slowly turned around. There she stood, a cocky scowl on her face. She had aged slightly, her locks now having more grey strands. "So you're the irresponsible mother of this aggressive little—" "If you know what's best for you, I'd suggest you watch the next words that come out of your mouth, madam," I interrupted, my vo

We could care less because they were just as sick as he was. After showering, I put on a pair of blue jeans and a black shirt. My brother and I were invited to the crowning of Derek and his Mate, Rose, becoming Alpha and Luna of the Blood Moon Pack. My brother and I were never close to Derek because we were close to Keith, and Derek and Keith had an issue with each other. Not only that, but Derek and his family seemed to believe the rumors about me and my brother being Ruthless and evil and stayed away from us.

Smelled everything stronger. I heard Dora scream. Heard her fumbling with the door locks. Trying to figure out if she should run or stay. I approached the truck slowly. Carefully. Keeping my body language non-threatening. I could see her face through the window. Pale with shock. Eyes wide and terrified. Tears were streaming down her cheeks.

What the fuck happened to him? Behind him stand some burly men in black suits with stern expressions, surely Bryan Tatum’s bodyguards. They appear rather frustrated, likely having struggled to prevent Caden from barging in—but he managed it anyway. That’s just how much of a pain in the ass he is. As Bryan’s eyes scrutinize Caden, he inquires, “Him?” “Yup. He’s the bully stepbrother I mentioned.” Bryan rises from his seat, extending his hand in a mature handshake. “Hey, man.”

••••🍀RACHEL🍀 I was introduced to the members of the gang. They were all tough looking and dangerous enough to shake you off. Rumbo Jack, the tallest amongst them all. About 7ft 3inches tall with long, wavy dirty blonde hair. He was more muscular than the rest and he was called the gang’s muscle. I was told he specializes in the use of knives and daggers and was more deadly than a raging bull.

The Starsoul stood there like a wall alone. As he looked up, he said flatly, "Bullying with numbers, do you have any shame? If you have the ability, come at me." Rumble. Yang Xiao also attacked at that moment. He made a rush run for Robinson. At the same time, Starsoul and the other old monsters clashed. Rumble. Bang! Bang! Bang! The Starsoul had managed to keep all of these old monsters at bay on its own.