Robin Hood Hero Novels & Stories

These men were peers of the realm and would not murder her or otherwise harm her like the highwaymen she'd first believed last night. Her friend Anne Chessley had told her quite a bit about Godric and his friends. She'd called them the League of Rogues, a name she'd whispered half afraid and half fascinated. They were men without rules and morals as far as she knew, if one could trust gossip and stories printed in The Quizzing Glass Gazette.

'' she asked him. '' Name? I am Robin.'' '' Robin Hood? Oh, you seem like you have come here to save me. Will you hide me away from the evil guys or what?'' she cracked a joke with his name and was laughing all by herself. Robin was feeling self-conscious about it. '' She didn't have to make fun of me did she?''. '' Would you like a drink as well?'' she offered him her drink. He didn't want to drink it. '' Aren't you quite shy? I like to drink a lot you know. Oh, I forgot to introduce myself. I am Sophia, nice to meet you,'' she offered a handshake. He was quite reluctant about it but then he shook it eventually.

Although we were not outnumbered, the attack was still fierce and we were having a tough time. I was attacked by a couple of rouges simultaneously and they pinned me down on the ground. Suddenly an arrow whizzed into the back of one of the rogues attacking me, killing it instantly. I was searching around for the archer when another one whizzed by my ear killing a rogue as sneaking behind me. A masked figure in a hoodie and gloves was crouching on top of a tree and shooting silver arrows on the rogues. Who is he? Why is he helping us?

"We should retreat, Mr. Hero!" The Webers' guards quickly came over to protect Hero. "Do you think you're able to stop me, you rascals?!" Hoss roared. Immense power shot out from his finger, which had a gold ring on it. It shot through the chests and abdomens of many men, who fell dead to the ground. Painful howls were heard echoing through the courtyard. This fight lasted for more than half an hour before ending.

He screams in agony, his claws and teeth retracting, leaving him in his full human form. Hudson runs to the rescue of his brother, his lupine instinct taking over. He drags Hunter away from harm's reach, knocking the attacker off his feet with a thrust of his fist. The rogue pulls back, and runs into the midst of his fellows, taking a shield in the crowd. Hector races toward his brothers that are metres away and in the centre of danger. More graceful than his younger brothers, he takes down two rogues with a strike.

A dark figure lunged from the shadows, tearing into the Rogues brutally. He was massive, his razor-sharp claws slashing across their faces without mercy. His fangs sank deep into flesh. Soon, blood stained the ground. The Rogues knew they were outmatched. They fled like beaten dogs, tails between their legs. Only once they were gone did I finally get a clear look at my savior. It was Vidar. I didn't know if it was just a coincidence, but every time I was helpless or danger closed in, he was the one who showed up.

"Whatever. You aren't as smart as you think you are. The sooner you go home the better." what? How dare he! "In the word of the Great Bob Marley, you're going to be tired to see my face." I shot back seething. What? Yes, I love reggae. Who the hell doesn't? In any case, I wasn't sure what song was appropriate for the scene that would play out before me. These idiots had no idea who they had before them. I haven't seen Jaxon's pack members in their wolf forms quite often, but going by what Halie said about Rider, and knowing that Jax was a red wolf, this had to be Oliver. Yeah, it was I realized, recognizing the scar down one of his eyes. If that mark didn't make him seem feral, I don't know

The best Werehunter known to exist. "He was the man who trained me." "That must explain why you are very skillful in handling your guns. Robyn Hood was a great tactician. He has a sharp eye comparable to an eagle's. Once you are in the line of his sight, he will never let go of you." "But you're quite different from him. In so many ways." "I am?" I raised a brow while eating. "Robyn heavily relied on marksmanship. You, on the other hand, relied more upon blades. Are you sure that Robyn was the one who taught you that?"

Yennifer roamed her eyes to follow Robin's movement and she's so fast but she didn't know that she had that talent too. Robin was about to swoop above Yennifer's back when her spine turned into spikes. It's too late when Robin's feet landed behind her. She stumbled on the ground with her bloody paws. She cried in agony and Yennifer scoffed against her. Now, it's her time to do the counter-attack. She ran like the hurricanes and begun to raise her claws to scratch Robin's face but someone ran beside her and used his force to throw her from afar. It's Hathorn, the Zeta leader. He rescued Robin and licked her bleeding paws and it's quickly healed.

“He’s lying to you. Jason and the Rogue King are now enemies of every pack. They won’t bring you and Annie freedom. Freedom only comes if they fall, and that’s what I’m working toward. I have to leave tonight. Waiting puts Annie and all of us at risk. We’re running out of time. Robin sank into the chair by the table, looking empty and lost. He covered his eye with one hand, his shoulders shaking in fear. Every breath seemed like a struggle. “You can’t stop them. They have the mad rogues,” he muttered. “Healer Leslie was close to an antidote before I was kidnapped. She has probably completed it now. Without the mad rogues, Jason and the Rogue King are nothing,” I explained. Robin did not answ