Robin Hood Hero Novels & Stories

Harvey watched everything quietly… Rhodes was either a talented man, or a little too confident; it was impressive for him to stand out like this after seeing what the warrior was capable of. Julie was exhilarated to see Rhodes like this. ‘As expected of my junior!’ The Surreys were shocked as well. They thought Harvey would be the one to protect everyone—Lennon included. Nobody expected Rhodes to be this brave! He stood out without hesitation! What a hero! The warrior froze; then, his eyes burned with disdain and murderous intent.

Hero stood on the other side, a machine gun in one hand, he shot a few men down, seemingly amused. “Hero!” Noah said, knocking down a soldier with his elbow. He noted that his friend wasn’t alone. After Hero emerged, Merrick and Oswald followed. Each had his aura protecting him from the raining bullets. As others got into the picture, the bullets were more determined to take them out. “How is it on the other side?” Noah asked. Hero jumped on a soldier, snapping his arm right off his shoulder, then turned and said. “Not as easy as we have hoped.”

“They couldn’t fight back.” Damien’s jaw clenched. Robin Hood’s hand lifted slightly, then fell back to his side, as if even the movement cost him something. “And then the shots started,” he said. The words came slower now. “They didn’t miss,” Robin Hood added. “Not once. Silver bullets. Straight through the heart. Through the head.” He paused, his throat tightening slightly before he forced himself to continue. “And when that wasn’t enough…” He exhaled sharply, as if pushing the rest of the memory out.

But, this wasn't the subject right now. “Do you know what is the difference between a naive fool and a hero of justice?" She clenched her fist, a fierce expression on her face. "It's their strength. The first requirement of being a hero isn’t being right. It’s being strong. That’s why the hero always wins.”

After saying that Macbeth took out his sword and began to attack them. "Attack...." The commader said while raising his sword and charging towards him as well. Then the bloody revolution began. Though they were fight one among the raklus soldier slipped from the group and went hiding. Macbeth was a tough fighter so instead of the other solider thr general himself began to spare with him. The commander and Kevin began to spare as well. He was also a qualified fighter as well after Macbeth. The general and the commader had some wounds which later on went advantage to Macbeth and the other.

“How do I know you aren't lying?” “I'm not lying! I swear I'll find that person if you forgive me, sir!” Robin lowered himself in his seat. His hands were intertwined in front of him as he stared at the man, their gazes aligned. “I beg you... save my life, sir...,” the man begged once more, crying out in desperation. Robin asked sarcastically in a low, deep voice. “Do you think I'm the hero who will save everyone's lives?” The man sobbed when he realized his life was over. Robin will not forgive him. Furthermore, he was already aware that Robin Luciano, who is only known as a successful businessman, is hiding a dark secret from ordinary people like him.

This made me downhearted. The pride of a Heavenly Wolf Pack princess began to surge in my blood and veins. They boiled and roared for me to stand up to all these. Rook could go to hell for all I cared! However, a mother's love and tenderness pulled me back with a tight rope and bounded all my impulses. Ari could not be without a father. He loved Rook more than me. Rook was a hero to him. His hero had a silver wolf's cape around his shoulders as he held a Darksteel sword in his hand while shouting out the order to slay the rogues.

A shiver travelled through my down my back. "That's about the same time the attacks started getting worse," he told me. "Why do you think you're a rogue? Do you even know what they are?" I felt the tears burn the back of my eyes as I knotted my fingers together in my lap. "My old pack told me that the only title I'd ever be worthy of is a rogue." "You're nothing like the rogue werewolves." Hunt sounded so reassuring and when I looked at him, his eyes were warm and kind.

I cried, seeing him bleed profusely. The rogue turned the fight into a mockery, just to get to him. His wound reopened and started bleeding all over again. “Weak Alpha. You couldn't even heal completely, still limping from a little bruise. You’re nothing without your warriors. You’re here to play hero, but you forgot you can't save her forever.” But Roderick silenced him with just one strike. With that, the rogue crumbled, and the next moment he stood up, taking to his feet, racing deep into the thick forest.

Strong enough to tie against Rogart? Veron continued to say, "By the way, in this month alone, I spied on the Heavenly Alliance, and I also did plenty of Robin Hood stuff. When I was in the World Universe, I subdued many pirates who oppressed the poor. Under my hand, each one of them—" Immediately after that, Rophe chuckled. "That's right! During that time, Miss dealt quite a lot of justice." "Is that so?" Agatha smiled and nodded her head in approval. "You have really grown up, Veron."