Robin Clement Novels & Stories

Ryan started taking out a black pin and pinning it to my shirt “ We can see what you can see, which will help with instructions and being able to see where you are. It blends in with your clothing choices perfectly. But if for any reason they make you change you need to unclip this and try and make it blind in the best way you can. This is important Char we can’t get busted or you can die right then and there” Creed said as Ryan adjusted it to my shirt. “ I understand” I nodded gulping down some of my coffee

Finally, his brain snapped out of it. Dressed in a crisp black combat suit and a neat tie, Clement exudes a quiet, heavy authority. Each step his boots take toward the high stage is deliberate and heavy with expectation. Everyone in the territory knows Clement is a devoted Rosa scholar. He has studied my past works obsessively, analyzing my brushwork, my color choices, and even the secret way my claws sign the hidden corners of the canvas. If any neutral wolf can speak on the authenticity of Lonely Sunset, it is him.

"I need to wash the thought of that girl out of my head." The door opened again, and Robin walked in. He was a presence that demanded silence. Tall, dark, and broad-shouldered, he filled the space effortlessly. He wore a brown shirt that looked ready to burst against his chest. As a wolf-human hybrid, he was more formidable than most. He had a way of using his primal side that made even us stay on our toes. Robin’s dark eyes fell on the body on the floor. He didn't look angry, just inconvenienced. He looked at Rory. "You hit your limit for the month. No more casualties until the books reset next week."

Rosaline kicked his leg under the table, as he was sitting next to her. "Stop embarrassing yourself," she mouthed him. "One more thing," they heard Clement say, pulling their attention back to him. "Stanley will be working hand in hand with Rosaline upon my retirement. That is to say that he will be her personal assistant." This time, it was Stanley's turn to act surprised. His jaw dropped and his eyes widened. He stared right at Clement, but Clement looked away, refusing to make eye contact with him. Since Clement was sitting closest to him. He stretched his legs until they touched him, then he kicked him to get his attention. Clement was startled when Stanley suddenly kicked him.

Hunter seemed confused. Robin just wanted to laugh. It seemed that the man did not recognize him. Well, that was better. "Who are you?" “I am Robin Lu, personal assistant of Keilan Druon,” Robin told him with a serious look, “you had better not follow them, sir, or the consequences will be unbearable.” “What are you talking about, stupid employee? Move!" Robin smiled. "You'll see... I advise you to protect your business well if you don't want to lose everything for not listening to my words, do you?"

I don’t know if it will even lead to my freedom or doom all of us! But I will not submit my soul to the devil…. I will make James Russo pay for it!!! I will make his life a living hell.. He has made my dream of a marrying the man whom I love destroyed along with many wishes!!! The door opened and my brother walked in with Aunt Greene and Lilian. “Dad it’s time....” Leo Ronaldo said and my looked at me with a firm nod. I sighed as I exited the safe walls of my lavish bedroom where I spent my whole 23 years growing and happy....

I saluted as she turned on her heels, rolling her eyes and mumbling something I couldn't make out under her breath. I gave another laugh before shutting my door and returning to my room. I walked over to my mirror and took a good hard look at my face. I didn't like the way my brown curls set after last nights shower, so I pulled it up into some up, some down hairstyle. I then proceeded to add a very thin line of brown eye liner- because Timothy won't allow me to wear black- and a faded blush to my cheeks. I have to admit, for not having much to work with; I look really cute. A bright smile appeared on my face and my grey eyes lit up with excitement. I wonder what the men in Red Moon pack are

“You don’t say much, but when you do speak, it sets a lot in my mind.” “Excuse me, you are the one who is known to be quiet. I normally like to speak.” “Unless you’re arguing with me, I would beg to differ.” He teased, making me laugh as he opened the door. Inside, the cabin smelled faintly of cedar and pine. There was a small table already set, two plates, candles unlit, a bottle of wine, and a single rose in a glass jar. It wasn’t lavish. But it was thoughtful. And somehow, that unnerved me more than anything else.

He took us, along with Uncle Fred and Phoebe out to eat to celebrate the new year. After, we went back home, and had a good rest. At least I thought we could; Russell tossed and turned from the pain on his side from the broken ribs. So now, after days of stubbornness, I finally made him come to a doctor to check out his ribs. His uncle, Caleb has been insisting that he keep practicing for the next fight, happening in two months. He's hassled Russell with phone calls and texts, and if it wasn't for Uncle Fred, he probably would still be blowing up Russell's phone.

Mohit's POV I went inside, looked around and went to his cabin but it was locked. Locked ??? But wasn't he too busy to go out of it?? It seemed that it was not even opened today. Where was he?? I saw some musicians working there. I went to them and asked about Robin. " Robin is not here, he is on a leave for about 15 days. " " WHAT???? Are you sure, I am talking about the one who is the music composer... I am sure you are confusing him with another Robin. "