Robin Bullock Rumble Novels & Stories

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

Uncle Claude rolled his eyes, irritated “Get out of here before I regret it. And don't you dare go near that nightclub again! I won’t be so kind twice, whether you own this city or not!” "What?!" the man called Roger grunted, stopping to cough up his own blood “Look at me! You can’t let them go without paying for it!” “I already told you to shut up! I really hope they sue you and get every last penny out of my idiot brother! Maybe this way you two will learn a lesson!” the old man shouted to his nephew, before ordering the other security guards standing behind him “Escort these two out of here! And you're all looking: the show is over! Go back to listening to that shitty music or I’ll kick y

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.

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.

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.

There was a hint of indifference between his brows. He roared, "You're no match for me. I'm risking my life this time. Trash, just wait for your death. Trash like you can't beat me. This day next year will be the anniversary of your death." Confident. Extremely confident. Robinson attacked once again after speaking. Rumble. The ferocious power was almost able to crush the heaven and the earth. Robinson's body erupted with red light as his strength increased tenfold in the blink of an eye.

he yells out, looking at Russeell menacingly. But somehow, it works. People are cheering for the other guy, and maybe it was ok... It was who they were used to seeing fighting. He was famous. But they have never seen Russell. They've never heard of his name, and they surely will remember it after tonight. Russell somehow manages to squeeze an arm in and gets out of the headlock the guy had him choked on. He manages to flip over, and is now behind the guy, grabbing him by the torso and flips him, slamming his body behind him. The guy goes down with a loud thud, and Russell takes advantage. He begins pounding his fists on him, slamming one fists after another on the guy.