Robinson Snake Man Novels & Stories

“You shouldn’t have done that.” Something about the way he said it made my skin crawl. Hansel stepped back slightly.Conrad didn’t move. Knox, however looked at the man with disgust and snarled “Snake clan” Knox said The man laughed exposing his snake like tongue “And what the hell are you fairies?” The snake man asked “Stay out of our way and we stay out of yours” Knox said quietly “No can do, your companion punched me it’s only fair I return the favor” Knox just stared at the man and let out a low growl everyone went silent

My spaced out brain idly concludes I’m racking up quite the body count these days, and not the sexy, fun kind. The tattooed stump reminds me of Strike. The guitar toting, Robyn-touching bastard. The fucker tracked her to the silver exiles hideout the morning of the grain heist. Holding her by the throat just like the green bruises she used to sport. I had to intervene. I rushed out of my hiding spot, jumping from my brown horse, Ares. Robyn was against a tree, stammering, her delicate skin even paler, searching for someone to help her.

The cursed thing was already closing the distance again, black mist snaking out around its ankles like a fishing net. Finally, Robbie dropped low. I scrambled onto his back and clutched a fistful of his thick fur, my body hugging tight against his spine. The tension in his muscles was coiled, like a spring ready to snap. The man swung something jagged and rusted—once a farming tool, now warped by whatever twisted energy animated him. Robbie snarled and blocked the hit with his forearm. The weapon cracked and splintered apart on contact, then the man jumped back with unnatural force just as Robbie lunged forward.

"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."

Rob innocently turned his head towards the handsome Alpha and tried to ignore my questioning glance. “I was just saying that as soon as those nitwits must have opened the bathroom door, a splash of hot concrete tar must have poured on them and the snakes must have bound them by now,” he concluded. “What the hell dude ? Where did you get the snakes from and what were those ear deafening blasts ?” Rob asked shocked.

“Open up! Sonia screamed, banging the door. He looked at Rose as she was fidgeting. “Undress, you bitch! Don’t let me tear this dress,” he said coldly. Robin was huge, compared to the other bodyguards. He had the physique of a monster, having a lot of scars on his face. He watched Rose undress, tears rolling down her cheeks. “Take this shit!” he said, throwing the cleaner’s robe at her. “The only reason I’m not tapping that ass of yours is because I only follow instructions from my boss,” Robin hissed and walked out.

"None of you are leaving since you're all here! Just you wait, Wilbur Penn. I'm going to make you pay tenfold!" As he spoke, the man in the black robes leaped off the gigantic snake. The snake seemed to be under the man's control, growing furious all of a sudden and opening its mouth before pouncing on Wilbur. Wilbur waved the thunder cleaver in his grasp, charging toward the snake. The cleaver struck the snake with a deafening blow, and the snake turned into a cloud of black miasma as a wild gust of wind kicked up. By the time the black miasma had disappeared, there was no sign of Damon or the man in the black robes at all.

The girl I put through ten years of school stood up at her own graduation and thanked me in front of everyone. A second later, three translucent lines appeared in front of my eyes. [She will steal the Prescott family's trade secrets, start her own company, and turn on you.] [She will publish an essay and put the internet on your family. Your wife will die of a heart attack.] [Prescott Logistics will fold. The estate will go to auction. You will die in front of the men you owe.] I stared at her. "Vanessa. Have you spent all these years filing away everything we did for you as a reason to hate us?" She blinked at me, wide-eyed and innocent. That was when I understood. The snake was al

“I bow to no one!” “You will bow to me.” “Never!” The white snake summoned a power ball and was going to shoot it at Ruby. Ruby being quicker held up her left hand and said, “Submission!” BOOOOMM! Her ice crystals went plunging into the White Snake. The White Snake screeched in pain. Continuing striking from midair her ice crystal continued plunging into it. The ice crystals landed all its hit leaving the snake heavily injured. Panicking it was trying to slither away, but Ruby’s ice crystal was faster. Pinning it down, the large snake could no longer move. Dust flew everywhere. When the debris cleared, Eric saw that the White Snake was rendered motionless.

He glanced at the green robed man and said icily, "To whom do I owe the pleasure?" Though the quasi-royal celestial posed a formidable presence, Severin felt no overwhelming fear. Armed with countless abilities at his disposal, he believed he could hold his own against even a quasi-royal celestial, but then again, it might be too presumptuous to think that he could fend off the intimidation with a mere sentence. When Robyn observed Severin dispelling his power, he relinquished his disdainful demeanor but continued to speak rudely, "I am Robyn, and I am here to claim the treasure!"