Robin X Franky Novels & Stories

he fired at me, and Ivy’s head snapped toward me. “What does that mean?” “It means he wants a fight too,” I said, and my voice sounded flat. “Everyone wants me to leave you. Isn't that ironic? They think that's the best way to break me apart. Well… they might be right because that's just one of the ways.” Noah laughed under his breath, and he nodded slowly. “This night keeps getting better. Who would have thought that Van Xander would show up? Nobody! Not even a magician.” Ivy turned fully to the highest-ranking elder, who seemed to be on our side all this while.

Rydan’s POV “We go to her,” I said. “Right now. Before she does anything further with it.” Franklin nodded and pushed back from the table and stood up and then made a sound that was sharp and involuntary and sat back down immediately. I was beside him in a second. “What…” “My ribs,” he said, through his teeth. “When you…” He didn’t finish the sentence but his hand went to his left side and the expression on his face finished it for him.

He finally settled for the latter. "You have to promise not to blow it up or ruin it." Frankie stated. "How can I make a promise when I don't even know what I'm going to ruin?" Felix asked. He looked at his brother impatiently and when Frank didn't bulge, he decided to play along. "Okay, fine. I promise." "Good." Frankie replied as he started his narration. "I had a deal with that Ruben girl. I found out that she was obsessed with Kentley. So, we struck a deal." He paused and looked at his brother who had an expressionless appearance.

Maverick stopped assaulting me and glanced over his shoulder at Frankie, who wore a disgusted look on his face. “You really need to learn to knock,” Maverick said. Frankie cringed. “I just wanted to know if I could have the last brownie.” I hid my face into my pillow. “Take it. Take all the food and forget this ever happened.” Frankie shut the door. “Already forgotten!” Maverick waited until the door clicked before leaning back down on me. “Where were we?” ***

So, tomorrow morning, Betty would regret saying these words, because she would have to pay the price to clear her bottom line. Tonight, in Bryson's villa, the atmosphere was fiery hot. On the other side, at ten in the evening, Roderick was sleeping on his bed with Franklin. Franklin was still in good spirits and wasn't sleepy at all. "Daddy, I want to drink ..." Franklin was lying on his chest, drinking water. "You just drank it half an hour ago. Are you sure you want more?" Roderick supported himself with his elbows, staring at Franklin's handsome face and asked.

Franklin rolled his eyes "I'm sorry, Miss. I'm Franklin, that's Trevor, and this right here is Chris." Chris waved with his left hand, as his right was helping hold the cake. "Or you can just call me the "Token Black Friend.'" Chris replied. Paul and I laughed. Franklin reminded me a lot of Jake Gyllenhaal for some reason. The huge eyes and innocent look really did it for me, it seemed. The loud clacking of heels was heard running down the hallway from Sebastian's office. "Sorry, guys. Come on in!" Lucinda guided all three of them down the hallway. Franklin waved before following his friends.

I laughed. Frankie stood, walking over to the counter, and grabbed the bottle of whiskey. “So with bad news always comes good news.” I was more confused now. “So what’s what?” Frankie walked back over, refilling everyone’s glass. Luca walked over to Spot, got on one knee, and started petting him. “So the bad news is, they want it.” He stood and walked over to us, “Rocky has apparently been following you for a few years. Each job, he also worked, but under different names. I’m honestly surprised you didn’t notice that.”

He uses his Ford Mustang Shelby this time and we're out of the house in no time. "If you don't want any humiliation, just do as I say and we'll be done in no time. It's easy, you were a stripper, you should know how to seduce. Put down a few notes, bend a little too low and you're good to go." He says but I just have my eyes fixed outside the window, counting down the seconds to my manipulation. ***** Gray & Robin. The name is mounted clearly on the top of the skyscraper and I have to squint to see it clearly.

he asked, but I barely processed what he said because of the tension I felt. They got to where we were and all of them turned to Frank. "Scram!" Ryder shot at him. Frank was taken aback, turning to look at Ryder in particular. "If you say it nicely, maybe, just maybe I won't be tempted to punch you right in the fucking face" "She is taken, bloody DarkSky fucker!" Max gritted. He turned to look at me, fighting the urge not to burst into laughter "You are their mate? Blink once if you need help"

Before anyone can say jack, Steve Langmore gives a heavy punch to one of the police officers and in the midst of yells, he gets pushed to the ground, and he is then handcuffed too. "What's wrong with your brother? We can throw both of you in jail!!" "Fuck off!" Steve curses, struggling all the way till he gets pushed into the building. Rob is more calm, but I can see the tension in his jaw, and the stiffness in his shoulder. He keeps shrugging off anyone who puts a hand on his shoulder. He stops for a second when he notices me, and God, my heart squeezes when we clock eyes. "Keep moving, Rob Langmore. Don't make things harder than they already are!"