Robin Without A Mask Novels & Stories

The things people couldn’t see or hear was what intrigued her the most. “Well good morning young Robin.” Rosalie smiled happily as she watched the beautiful Robin float down to an area in front of her. She had stopped her motion forward to give it time and sure enough it pulled out a slimy brown worm that wiggled in its orange beaks. His bright red chest told her it was male to which she assumed the worm was for his mate. He ruffled his grey feathers and flew away. She smiled happily thinking and hopping one day she would be able to find that to. A man that would protect her from anything but would love her like she was a porcelain doll.

I didn’t know the last advertisement I did in New York was for a Korean company! My hair had been dyed dark brown up until a month ago and curled up into a low bun. A white and gold Venetian masquerade mask is perched on my nose and held by my right hand to cover the top half of my face. My skin tone has a bronze tint to it thanks to the foundation. My closed lids are showing off the glittering gold coloured eye shadow that blends perfectly with my skin, and dark waterproof liner emphasized the contours of my eyes. My eyelashes have never looked so long and dark before, and the light blush on my cheeks gave it a rosy glow as my full lips lift in a half-smile, showing off the bright red lipst

The image seems taken from an erotic daydream. He cracks his shoulders, making his pecs swell with the motion, and it's not until he tilts his head that I realize I'm not breathing. "How do you want me, Anna?" Robin is wearing his usual confident telltale smirk. "Tell me what you need." "Well..." I nervously smile when Robin crawls over me to peer down into my eyes. So close that I fear I won't be able to talk, but I do. "I-I don't know..." I'm lying. I want him to eat me out.

He shouldn't hint at things that weren't going to happen. On the drive back to the resort, Robin leaned back in her seat, scarf wound around her head and sunglasses in place, the sun bathing her face and the wind teasing the few errant curls that escaped confinement. If his life was completely different, she'd be someone he could spend a lot of time with.

"I need to wash the thought of that girl out of my head." The door opened again, and Robin walked in. He was a presence that demanded silence. Tall, dark, and broad-shouldered, he filled the space effortlessly. He wore a brown shirt that looked ready to burst against his chest. As a wolf-human hybrid, he was more formidable than most. He had a way of using his primal side that made even us stay on our toes. Robin’s dark eyes fell on the body on the floor. He didn't look angry, just inconvenienced. He looked at Rory. "You hit your limit for the month. No more casualties until the books reset next week."

Because I wanted to see what they looked like once they failed and had nothing left. … "I just went to park, and you guys are not going to believe this. There's a Rolls-Royce in the lot." Sebastian Cross, the loudest and most troublesome person in our class back then, burst into the private room and announced it at the top of his lungs. Since we were the only customers in the restaurant today, everyone stopped their small talk at the same time and started guessing. "Okay, who's the big shot hiding in our class? Zachary, don't tell me it's yours."

S) “Roby…should we just get the hell out already…I got a bad feeling about this..”. (Rabbit Masked Robber) There’s 3 robber in the room, 2 of them were in a prone positions, on top of the table, aiming at the outside of the building. One wearing a rhino mask, another wears a fox mask and the one who act nonchalantly and loud mouth was wearing a rabbit masked, following the other 2 the rabbit masked were the one who’s the closest to the door. He lean on the wall next to the door, whilst whining to his colleague.

Realising that they were both tricked Robin closed her eyes in anger before crumpling the note in her hand. "I swear I am gonna kill them once we get out of here" Now that he could feel his adrenaline go down he could finally feel his mind clear up. Turning to the still-fuming Robin he noted that her hair was dishevelled, her clothes were wrinkled and that she was going around barefoot. Her collarbone peeked through her dampened dress shirt was wet with sweat. "Why aren't you wearing shoes?" "Huh?" Having forgotten that she was not wearing her heels she looked at her feet only covered by her pantyhose.

Rudolph rushed to help Robin to a seat outside the tent. "Damn it, Robin, why are you outside?" Rudolph scolded, his eyes taking his friend in to convince himself that Robin was alright. He was still on edge after what happened to Diana. "I am fine, the sedative kept me asleep for so long but I feel gre–wait, who's blood is on your shirt?" Robin asked, soaking up the sight half afraid. Then he turned around and really looked around the camp only to see just the civilians who accompanied them and no soldiers.

Robin wondered for a moment why none of them talked about what had happened to her earlier in the box. "You need to drink something, I got you some mango juice. Sit down, I'm sure you're stressed out," Jack said. "Thanks, Jack," she smiled. After ten minutes filled with everyone pampering her, Robin went back into the glass box. Miles seemed much more put together than how she had left him and his defence was also stronger than last time, totally preventing her from making her way past his goal post. With the music still playing in her ears, she simply relaxed into the game and continued playing.