Robin X Slade Novels & Stories

"No, Robin, far from it. It's a marriage of convenience." The frown creased deeper on his face. "That won't be acceptable, Skye. An enemy from the crescents cannot and will not be a part of the blood moons," he said pertinaciously. Robin has been my companion for over thirteen years now since the death of my mother. He was my advisor and beta. He was more than a friend practically a brother. His hatred for the crescents had grown stronger ever since he lost his father in the battle that took place ten years ago.

I was saddened knowing that she possibly wouldn’t be around much in the future, having liked what I’d seen thus far of her personality, and it made me think about how the other girls were doing. Slade announced he was off to patrol as we exited the dwelling, shifting into his wolf and disappearing from sight without waiting for a response, but I was zeroed in on my mate. It was tough to resist taking in his masculine form, to prevent my eyes from lingering, but I made myself ask him about the humans. {Where are the girls? Can we go see them now?}

Why hadn't Cedric checked in on her? After answering her question, Harvey stepped aside to make a phone call, briefly reporting the situation. Once he was done, he handed the phone to Solana, gesturing for her to take the call. Assuming it was Isaiah, Solana immediately began apologizing for her mistakes. She was running out of time. In just seven days, she needed to catch her flight overseas and escape this place before then. However, the voice on the other end wasn't Isaiah's; it was his assistant, Jacob Slater.

Robin Luciano appeared to be facing his biological mother, Sienna Lori, at his first meeting with Poppy. Sienna has wavy black hair, a slim build, and is as tall as Poppy. Poppy's attitude is almost identical to Sienna's, who appears vulnerable and needs protection. In the end, she stabbed her own family from behind. Robin chose Poppy out of sympathy for her situation. On the other hand, his resentment of Sienna, who has vanished, is expressed through Poppy.

Slade voiced out and with a whoosh of air, he landed at the back of the rogue and plunged his hand into its chest, yanking out everything that dwelt there, bones inclusive, a painful scream tore out of its mouth and it dropped dead. Silence blanketed the abyss as the last rogue fell. The forest held its breath, the night air heavy with a mix of blood and earth. And then, cutting through it all was that scent—roses, vanilla, and honey—so intoxicating it drowned out everything else. Slade stirred, his need pulsing through me like a heartbeat unable to ignore the pull. The scent was like a balm, but edged with fear, making me want to protect her, to hold her safe in the dark stillness.

He knows that roses are my favorite flower. Gabriel and I stand in the middle of the stage. We look at each other eyes and started to speak our vows. “Under the moon light while the Moon Goddess is watching, I Claw Gabriel Rennon, Alpha of the Moon Crescent pack, accepted Slade Angel Clinn as my mate and the Luna of this pack. I promise to protect her and love you as long as I live.” Gabriel says. I almost cry at this moment. I wish Slade is here with me now. It seems that she’s still sleeping inside of me. That wolfsbane really hit her hard.

He was determined to make sure more witches died than werewolves. It was a pride thing. “Slade?” Slade turned his head and sniffed the air. It was Beta Brighton. “Is that you?” Beta Brighton asked. He was still a little delirious from his own personal ordeal. Brinsle stood, firmly fixed to his side. If she was afraid of Slade, she sure didn’t show it. Slade padded over to Beta Brighton and whimpered slightly. He bent his head down. Beta Brighton reached out and pet him.

Harlan growls under his breath, earning an eye roll from Robin. “Pay no mind to the brute.” She leans forward, as if divulging a secret worth billions. “We really look alike, don’t we? Me and Harlan.” Harlan shakes his head, obviously annoyed, “we look nothing alike.” “Oh, what a load of rubbish. I say we could pass for twins.” Harlan sends a long suffering look to the heavens and my lips twitch in a grin. She definitely keeps him on his toes, this one. “Hello, Robin. Nice to meet you,” I say, leaning forward with a conspiratorial wink. “And yes, you both look exactly alike.”

"Thank you for your honesty, maid," he said, his voice dripping with authority. "You have served your kingdom well today." With a dismissive wave of his hand, he signaled for her to leave. As the maid hurried out of the chamber, Sylvian remained, a silent witness to the unfolding drama. Roberick's mind churned with thoughts of how to confront Salena and what actions to take next. The dominos had begun to fall, and the kingdom's fate hung in the balance, driven by secrets, manipulation, and the dangerous desires of those who sought power in the forbidden glade.

"He'd do anything to—" Raveyn trailed off as his gaze shifted toward the doorway. Shit! He muttered under his breath. Darkling Slade had arrived and Kyle stood beside him. Raveyn swallowed before he suddenly put on a smile. "Sup! "He greeted cheerfully as he approached, heading straight for Kyle with the intent to sling an arm around his shoulders. Kyle dodged him effortlessly.