Robinson Snake Man Novels & Stories

I guess this few things are enough proof that a man is not a devil in human skin, like Jaxton who would eat me alive of he sees a way to do that. "I’m Robbin, and I work for Zain, if that's what you want to hear.” He said and motioned to one of the sofas in his room. Maybe he is not a random proletariat like I thought. Maybe he is one of them, the mafia. His response was unkind, and that's how mafia do. They put the answer they wish right in your face and watch you drool over their words the way people drool over a parcel of money. “Umm. Nice to meet you, Robbin.” I mumbled.

I agree. A growl erupts from behind them and I reach out grabbing Robin and throwing her behind me with a pained grunt. Isaac spins on the ready for the attack. The wolf stalks closer his lips back in a snarl until it sees Robin cowering in fear behind me. Its fur is pure white, all except a rusty red streak on its left side. Suddenly the wolf shifts into a man. He puts his hands up in a nonthreatening manner. “Robin,” He says.

he gave Nyx an approving nod— “you made the perfect choice. Finally becoming a man, huh?” I smirked, shaking his hand. “You talk too much for someone who’s supposed to be resting.” He chuckled, then turned to Nyx. “And you, young lady, are even prettier in person.” Nyx smiled softly. “Thank you, Mr. Rob. It’s nice to finally meet you.” “Please,” he waved a hand, “just Rob. ‘Mr.’ makes me sound old.” I couldn’t help the small smile tugging at my lips. That’s Rob—the oldest of my men. Fierce. Ruthless. Loyal to the bone. Sometimes too damn stubborn for a man without legs.

He gently placed me on top of a nest made from dried leaves and grass, covered with a big wooly pelt. I can finally see his figure clearly. He has shoulder-length, layered jet-black hair with a highlight of red underneath. His sharp black eyes with a reddish orange lining are giving him a reserved yet ferocious vibe, while his pale skin reminded me of Lindie and Askook. The Snake Beastman race has three forms: a passive form that was humanlike despite the scales on random parts of their body, a passive-aggressive form that was a half-human, half-snake hybrid, and finally their aggressive form, which was their beast form.

Chapter 44 As the rain has finally stopped the better of the park woke up from sleep and it had been a very troubled snake that had been filled with nightmares for some reason he have not been able to sleep properly because this nightmare scares penetrating his thoughts and entering his subconscious to bother him and he did not know why. First time he pressed his head against his pillow to sleep almost instantly he was dreaming about his ward, Robinson was running. He was running hard but there was no way for him to run. It was just a black surface at every corner and everywhere he looked it was just flat and black.