Rwby Robyn Novels & Stories

I closed my eyes as the blonde tightened his grip on my throat. I could do nothing to stop them. The werewolf law was brutal and unwavering. I was going to die. I hoped it would be quick. Suddenly, the brunette spoke up. “Wait! Let her go, Robyn.” The blonde growled in response, “She is a rogue, chief!” The brunette replied with authority, “I know, but she appears scared and harmless, let her go.” Robyn reluctantly let me go, and the wind rushed into my throat.

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"Okay, stop fighting. You're wasting my time." "Tch." "Tell us your name, Sir." Asty demanded him. "Your first name would be fine." "Robynn Falcon." he told her. "Sir Robynn—" "Just Robynn." he stretched his arms in the air. "Our ages are not that far apart." "You mean to tell me that you are somewhere of my age?" "You look young. I look young. We must be the same." "No, you're not. You are eons apart." "How old are you then, Miss Orange?"

she waved innocently at him and he waved back. "I'm Shawn, this boneheads only friend," his hand met hers in a handshake. "What's your name?" rolling my eyes internally I answered for her. "She's Robyn, Batman's sidekick." "More of your boneheads best friend," she said looking up at me, "I thought I was your only friend Eze!" she punched my arm before looking at Shawn with a sweet smile. "I will leave you two to it, whatever it is..." Instead of her going back to her apartment, she walked back to my couch and laid on it watching her movie, closing the door behind us I crossed my arms over my chest looking at him.

The prince of the rouges growled. Drake was panting, gasping for air. He closes his eyes, feeling the presence of the beating heart. As he opened his eyes, it was blood red. He wore the devil's eye. It was cold, dark, mysterious, and dangerous. The prince of the rouges steps backward, trembling. He didn't try to struggle off the chain; he just wore his dangerous lopsided grin.

“Ruth, you’re all grown up now. You could even betray your own and take the side of outsiders. Let me ask you, in whose name were you here today? Sabrina’s friend or Ryan’s female companion?” Ruth’s desolate tone had a sense of determination. “There would be no need for you to worry about this. Cousin Mindy, I only wanted to tell you that Sabrina was my good friend, and don’t you think about bullying her with me around.” Mindy curled her lips. “Since you were not here as Ryan’s female companion, then that would be the best because Ryan was here today as my male companion.” “What did you say?” Ruth was stunned.

“ You made a mistake and it's time for me to correct it.” As he leaned down and licked the spot on her skin to mark her, Reyna felt like she was going to die. With her eyes closed, she clenched her fingers prepared to bite her tongue. It was the yuckiest way to go but she might as well die than be claimed by this man——- Something heavy landed behind them with a loud thud and then Robin's body was snatched away from being on top of her. “ Cain,” she breathed out, as soon as she opened her eyes and felt her heart soaring.

snorted Regulus his voice gloomy quite unlike to his usual arrogant one . " My dear brother , Blind or not , she is still a Kaisen " said Robin his smile intact on his face yet his eyes couldn't hide the storm brewing inside them . Humph ; that girl was a born demoness , to think she got her single lady status just two weeks ago and was already attracting bees and butterflies.

Later that day, Lucy was on the way back from the office to the hotel. Robin was going towards the cafeteria to get some coffee. The bar was right near the place. He was drinking the coffee all by himself. A woman somehow bumped into him. '' Oh I am sorry,'' she apologized. '' No no it's alright,'' Robin lifts his face to meet her eyes. She seems to be around the same age as him. With long straight hair and black eyes, she was reminding him of a raven. All proud and mighty.

I was already moving. Something pulled me, rib deep and unrelenting, straight to her. A war axe. Double headed. Ruby in the hilt. Wicked and perfect. I reached out. She flew into my palm, sealing to me with a sting and a rush of blood, and I exhaled. Complete. I twirled her, stepped onto the mat, and danced. A blur of slashes and pivots, cuts and power. When I stopped, the room was dead silent. Damaris clapped once. “Rowyn has found her weapon. Keep looking, everyone.”