Robin Heroes Novels & Stories

Was this a baby born as a steel-armored titan? "This is…" Lionel looked at Robin, finding him a bit familiar. "Robin Cohen, my grandfather's bodyguard," Summer introduced. "So you're Mr. Cohen." Lionel looked utterly shocked. "I've heard of you before in those forums that dig into the lives of the rich and powerful. They've got a full rundown of your combat abilities there." Robin didn't know what to say about that. He really didn't want his fighting skills to be publicly analyzed. "I don't have much time. Let's head to the meeting," Summer said.

Robin's voice, angry now. The door flung open, and Robin stormed out, his face dark with fury. He strode directly to me, stopping so close I could feel the heat radiating from him. "Who did this to her?" he demanded, his voice a low growl. I held his gaze steadily. "The Northern Rogues." "Bullshit." His eyes flashed crimson, wolf rising close to the surface. He moved forward, using his height and Alpha presence to loom over me, trying to overwhelm me with his power. "How do you make sense in all of this?"

He realized that he could not gain any advantage over the robed man. At that moment, General Hydro and General Pyro, as well as Daybreak and Stygian, shouted, "We'll lend you a hand!" Immediately, they rushed toward the robed man. These four individuals were Adrian's subordinates that he recruited during his time in Mapleston. With their assistance, the pressure on Ash was significantly reduced. However, Adrian did not immediately join the fight. He watched quietly from the sidelines, and after some time, he realized that none of his subordinates could defeat the robed man.

“Open up! Sonia screamed, banging the door. He looked at Rose as she was fidgeting. “Undress, you bitch! Don’t let me tear this dress,” he said coldly. Robin was huge, compared to the other bodyguards. He had the physique of a monster, having a lot of scars on his face. He watched Rose undress, tears rolling down her cheeks. “Take this shit!” he said, throwing the cleaner’s robe at her. “The only reason I’m not tapping that ass of yours is because I only follow instructions from my boss,” Robin hissed and walked out.

His gaze following every single movement Jayson made, if I didn't hate him and kind of want him dead, then I probably would have appreciated his protection a little more. "Who says I took them down without any help?" I returned the question without hesitation. "There's not a man out there is stupid enough to help a rogue. They especially wouldn't dare help a rogue who was residing so close to the border of another territory," Jayson replied with confidence. "If that's the case then I guess I took them all down on my own. Me, a week she-wolf who has been living the life of a rogue for ten years, single handedly killed eighty of your best fighters. Men who had been trained from the age of twel

Robin says. Robin and his hunters have been training with our wolves the whole time they have stayed with us. He has seen our power, and I do not know if the witches are that strong that he is still worried. Robin should know by now how strong our powers are. He must have seen us fighting other witches and vampires. We are not exactly weak. We can hold our own against witches, but we will need their help with the vampires, especially Iona. However, Robin is worried because he seems anxious about something.

Of course it would be a hard task considering the fact they all wear masks and if she were to be found out with her gloves, it wouldn't be possible. The superiors in the Raven band all have special gloves to differiante them. The superiors are the ones who get to know what Raven looks like and they are the most trusted and surprisingly they are just five of them. Kai, Archie, Lucius, Tanya and including Raven herself (Mia). They lead certain lookouts for any spotted offender in line with the job they are called for; fishing out the weres, vamps and zombs.

I sigh, "we'll be there as soon as we can." It takes us an hour to get to the diner, we pull in and my phone rings, I look at Chris as I answer, "hello, Alpha Leon, What can I do for you?" His voice booms over the line, "We've been attacked by rogues about an hour ago, we we're almost at your pack, and they've taken Stacy." I sigh, "I'll send some warriors out, where exactly did this happen." He growls at me, "what the fuck, this is your chosen mate and your not coming, you're sending your warriors, this is outrageous..."

The rabbitwoman behind him, seeing this, took out one of her daggers and muttered something before she slowly vanished. It was the unique magic of her race. A magic mainly used to escape danger, but she changed it and used it offensively. Once the stalemate between the shield warrior and Sol ended, Sol, contrary to their expectations, didn't continue fighting. He simply sighed a little as he began to speak. "An Assassin, a Tank, an Archer, and a Damage dealer. This is really a standard party. Well, If you had a healer that would be even better. Still, I must admit that I am really impressed."