Robin Heroes Novels & Stories

" Robin defended with a scowl. Robin was eighteen when he got his powers for the first time. Most Faeries get their powers at the age of twelve. Due to being away from Faeries for years, he had no experience or knowledge of how to use his powers. When he finally got them, he was so excited to show them to his two best friends. He tried making a ball of light from the river next to their cabin but all that came out was sparkles. When he finally perfected luminescence, Diana and Rudolph finally got the heart to laugh at his failed tries.

Harvey replied coldly, “Are you not embarrassed to say all that?” “If it weren’t for Dragon Cell and the firearms, would you even dare come and challenge me?” “Let me tell you right now. If I wanted to, killing small fries like you would be the same as killing ants on the side of the road.” Robin covered his face and replied, “Stop pretending already, Harvey!” “You’re not even worthy of challenging Dragon Cell!” Robin didn’t believe that Harvey could take advantage of him without Yona and Kait’s assistance. Clack! Harvey threw a crystal badge in front of Robin.

Robin narrowed his eyes as he sized up Fane and the others, seemingly trying to spot some great secrets from them. Robin laughed coldly, shrugging as he said, “We can’t let them escape. I’ve never heard about anybody coming out of the legend under the Cliff of Sorrow, but these people had actually made it out. They probably know something very important.” Robin suddenly turned around and looked to those three people behind him. Those three looked alike and were obviously brothers. “Derek Roffe, you’ll go to the left, and Dudley Roffe to the right. Damian Roffe, you’ll remain in the center with me.”

With a crisp sound, Robin's delicate body fell to the ground. Lukas grabbed her black robe, tore it into pieces, and said coldly, "Damn it, playing with me? I think you are tired of living!" Realizing that she could not escape from Lukas, Robin was desperate. Her heart was filled with resentment. It was Darryl! It was all Darryl's fault. He pretended to be her and deceived Lukas, and that caused her subordinates to die miserably, and then she was caught or humiliated by Lukas.

Blood sprayed across the stone. He released the body and before it had even finished falling, he rotated to meet the second attacker, catching its foreleg and snapping it with one brutal twist before slamming it into the ground and finishing it. The third and fourth rogues hesitated. That hesitation cost them. Robin didn’t wait for them to recover. He was already moving, his jaws locking around the neck of one of them—he slammed it repeatedly against the ground until it stopped moving entirely. The fourth turned to run. It didn’t make it three steps.

From the corner of my eye, I see Ragnar watching it all from the sidelines, like a messenger of death himself. A rogue tries to flee. Ragnar's scythe spins out of his hand, decapitating him, but he doesn't kill him, I notice, just as someone knocks me down and just like that, I'm carried into the heat of the battle again. Ryker, on the other hand, blurs between wolf and human, leaving dead men in his wake till the last of the rogues stands. "Who sent you?" Ryker asks. I wobble on my feet, completely exhausted but manage to keep the stray wolf firmly in a chokehold.

In the past, I used to be scrawny and lanky with a lot of acne on my face, so I was often the target of bullying by the other students in my class. However, Randell would always stand up for me and protect me every time the kids picked on me. Once, I got heavily pranked at school. Someone balanced a bucket of water on top of the door. When I pushed the door open and walked in, the bucket tipped over and poured cold water all over my head and my body. At that time, Randell had grabbed the person who played the prank on me and threw him to the floor before beating him up. And after that incident, I began tailing Randell wherever he went, all the way from middle school to high school.

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?"

Kaz gritted his teeth. “Believe me; this drink will be of substantial use to you in the Birmingham cold.” Robin's thirst cut Kaz like a sword. Robin took off his coat and moved closer to Maha. Although he had no hair on his head, he had intellect. His strong facial expressions and big mustache would scare the enemy. “If you don’t come into my life, I will never know this fact. I realized how terrible loneliness is after meeting you.’ He ​​moved closer to her, one arm around her back and pulled her closer. Seeing his eyes she crushed her resistance and he held her down.

"You're a demon... you're not human..." Robin stood tall in the center of the grand foyer. Her breathing was completely steady. Her pulse had not even quickened. She casually raised her hands, smoothing down the leather lapels of her motorcycle jacket with effortless elegance. She turned and walked toward the exit. Luke lay groaning directly across the threshold, his arm outstretched, crying like a beaten dog. Robin didn't hesitate. She lifted her combat boot and stepped cleanly over his bruised back, not even sparing him a single downward glance.