Robin Hood Human Novels & Stories

he stated with complete conviction. A few years ago, our lands were haunted by a so-called "romantic hero" among the werewolves—a true heartbreaker who played a cruel game with human girls. He would whisper sweet lies into the ears of naive young women, claiming they were his fated mates. Of course, due to obvious physiological reasons, human girls had no way of sensing the bond. They lacked the animal instinct that we, as wolves, were born with. So they believed him.

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?"

"I can count on you about him, right?" "Sure, you can definitely count on me," I say, immediately stepping up and dragging Jacob out from the bully. He roars loudly and tries to scratch me, but I, still filled with emotion because Nicholas might have a girlfriend, have too much strength, and with one yank on his neck, I manage to subdue Jacob Smith. "Hey, we brought you here to track! Not to attack people," I say, glaring at Jacob as he shifts back to his human form. He's naked like a baby, and the bully, who managed to escape, runs out of the canteen screaming.

He’d already trusted Robin to be there. Seconds later, Vincent spun and cut down a rogue that had been charging in from Robin’s side, driving his blade through its chest without effort, already moving on to the next threat before that one had finished falling. Neither of them said a word to each other. They didn’t need to. Hela hadn’t shifted either. She remained in human form with a sword in one hand and a dagger in the other. A rogue lunged. She stepped aside almost lazily. The sword opened its chest.

Only a few of the witches still retained any semblance of their human form and their mummy-like features and raspy voices, frankly, gve me the creeps. And the fact that they use rogue wolves to do their bidding...it makes me sick to my stomach. Everyone knows that the only thing that makes a werewolf even close to being civil is being part of a pack. These rogues hold their humanity to them by a small tether, many of them unable to completely shift back into human form. They stink of the humanity that was leaving them. They constantly fight among each other, sometimes killing one another. The Riding Hoods don't care, they just send some acolyte to find another rogue.

Interrupted by the hooded men, Yan Chong and the others unsheathed their weapons—saber, sword breaker, and set of Purple-gold Armor. Thirteen hooded men remained; two of their original number had been killed by Chu Xun earlier. With great difficulty, they managed to keep Jiu You occupied that the latter could not come to Chu Xun's aid. Despite having Sacred Relics which could have bolstered their powers, the hooded men were all Human Kings and they have the superiority of numbers. Surrounded by foes outnumbering them three to one, the four who came to help found themselves assailed from all sides instead.

the red hoodie said and patted Alpha Alvin on his shoulders, while Alpha Alvin's head bent downwards as he looked slightly at the red hoodie as he walked towards the table. Red hoodie suddenly picked up an iron rod which was resting on the table, before walking back to Alvin. "This is a payback for being such an annoyance all through my life for the past ten years," red hoodie said while pointing the iron rod at Alvin, and immediately, he began using it to hit Alpha Alvin's chest with all his strength, before kicking down the chair that Alvin was tied to, making him and the chair fall to the ground, while he continued flogging Alvin with the iron rod.

Bloody manipulator! "Robin is far from being Innocent." Haunter shook his head helplessly. He knew the game was unfair for Robin. He had been working on her side for a long time. But if Adele didn't take the challenge, she couldn't have come here. After a long time of silence, she said, "Let's order our favourite dishes."

This should realistically be a walk in the park for any of our warriors. Joel remained in his human form, as he successfully took on two rogues and used their weight against them. Jacques, again in his human form, was weaving around Bryan’s men and snapping the necks of the rogues who were too distracted to see him coming. He looked angry, fierce, powerful. Not at all like the playful man-child I’d grown to love.

Hearing his final gurgles as he died I realized I was now the only one alive, I just hoped- “Are you okay?” He asks me. For the first moment, I feel overcome with relief. He wasn’t there to kill me. Looking up at him I can see that his clothing resembled other hunters I would write about in my stories at home. A typical Robin Hood appearance with light green and brown clothing, a tunic with a hooded jacket, and pants with many straps for holding a variety of items. Tucked in next to the sheath for his sword was a slingshot, a very basic one. Almost amused, I stand up, coming face to face with him. His dark eyes look at me curiously, his skin, though not sun-kissed, was full of life, and his