Robin Hush Novels & Stories

He was going to glide across that room and finally corner his queen. But just as Julian was about to lift his heavy frame off the plush sofa, his manager, Silas, suddenly popped out of nowhere like an annoying ghost. And he wasn't alone. Silas was accompanying a very wealthy, highly respected hockey sport personality from Canada. The older man was dressed in an expensive, traditional gray suit, and he carried a very powerful aura.

*“Rise oh great nature Protect and bless this creature Your shield and your shade against evil I am your child crying from peril,” Tree trunk as huge as the exit began to sprout from the ground, slowly until it was the same height as the goblins. But when we thought it was okay to sigh in relief, one of the goblins claw reached the trunk its face suddenly peering at us. Luther instinctively pierced it with his long sword until finally the exit was sealed. “Oh my god, I was nearly dead,” Nellie cried while holding her chest. Her eyes were sparkling because of the watery liquid attempting to flow out. But she suddenly looked around as if remembering that there was something she has forgotten t

She was startled when there was a whisper in her ear. “Hi, Naneth! Let’s wake up in the morning. ” “Oh horse, what is that, sir? You’re surprising.” Shocked, Naneth said. “Haha! It’s an actual horse, it’s okay, it’s handsome.” Smiling, Robin said. “Yes sir, I wake up early because I’m feeding the horses.” “Your diligence. I hope all women like you are hardworking.” Robin’s phone suddenly rang. He stepped away from a little and answered the call.

Robin's jaw twitched as he glared down at her. Hilda was cursed. I'd figured that out. Her life had been brutal, she lived to survive. Years of it made her fierce enough to stand against anyone. Even an Alpha. "Step back," Hilda said, her voice low and dangerous. For a split second, fear flickered across Robin's eyes. He actually did step back, though he played it cool by turning around to face someone else in the hallway. The man he turned to looked familiar somehow. I recognized his voice when he spoke, but couldn't place his face. He was ordinary—brown hair, medium build, nothing remarkable.

Bradley's voice was so broken that I could feel it tugging at my heart strings while my wolf was howling in delight at the prospect of mating with Blake when we got the hell out of here so she was as good as useless right now. "I promise. Now tell me. What's their name?" I asked quickly. "Ni-Nicole Sto-tone."

The Prince only have the two most trusting men beside him, they could die for him and swore their whole faith to the empire. "Right, welcome everyone, I'm Roman Hers and my colleague Ashton Welsh should be here but I think he's running late." He chuckled to light up the tension, he was hot not handsome like Rhyker and Ashton but not my style. I think he will suit Faine's style pretty much. Blond gold hair, grey piercing eyes, his nose crooked making it look like a fighter.

Josh, Robin's dad, whose name is Michael, Robin, and his mother Ebba all have their plates, but there isn't one for me. Um, didn't Robin's mother expect me?

“Who the fuck does he think he is?!” Their voices all come at once, too fast for my overloaded brain. I throw up my hands. “Guys! Guys! I’m good. Seriously. I know rejections suck for wolves, but I’m not a wolf. I’m fine.” And then I drop the bomb. “Anyway, I know where the remaining Riding Hoods are. They’re on the Greek island of Ios.” The room goes dead silent. Then, absolute chaos. Until Devin lets out a shrill whistle that cuts through the noise like a blade.