Sir Guy Robin Hood Novels & Stories

The man’s shots were extremely accurate. Anyone from Mordu’s upper social circle would’ve immediately recognized him as Terry Smith, one of Mordu’s famed Six Princes.

Hunter seemed confused. Robin just wanted to laugh. It seemed that the man did not recognize him. Well, that was better. "Who are you?" “I am Robin Lu, personal assistant of Keilan Druon,” Robin told him with a serious look, “you had better not follow them, sir, or the consequences will be unbearable.” “What are you talking about, stupid employee? Move!" Robin smiled. "You'll see... I advise you to protect your business well if you don't want to lose everything for not listening to my words, do you?"

Once the guests were gone, Henry turned grim. "What on earth is going on? Robin, find the person who changed Summer's birthday video at once. I don't care what the mastermind's goal is. I'll make whoever it is pay for ruining my precious Summer's 18th birthday party!" "Yes, Mr. Hartford Senior!" Robin Cohen, a hulking man with a fearsome expression, replied. Henry had brought Robin back from a human trafficking ring over two decades ago. Apparently, Robin had been trained since childhood to be an assassin, but Henry took him in as a godson.

" She showed them her sword. There were three, she saw. Only three. Syrio could fight more than three, and she had Hot Pie and Gendry to stand with her, maybe. But they're boys, and these are me They were men afoot, travel-stained and mud-specked. She knew the singer by the woodharp he cradled against his jerkin, as a mother might cradle a babe. A small man, fifty from the look of him, he had a big mouth, a sharp nose, and thinning brown hair. His faded greens were mended here and there with old leather patches, and he wore a brace of throwing knives on his hip and a woodman's axe slung across his bac

“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.

I don't remember seeing him around much often when I was a kid, but on the times he was around, he had been my rock and had always kept me steady. While my father believed a true leader never breaks, my uncle had taught me that it was okay to care about others, even if it means they don't care for you. I believe uncle Jeremy is one of the few reasons I was able to keep my soul intact with my body. Or else, father would have sucked it out of me. The last person on the council is Sir Hunder Bowman, a great knight, otherwise known as the Night Sword. He had been one of the four horsemen of the war and his reputation earned him a great deal of respect and a seat on the council as the ultimate kn

"Hand over the Red Blood Stone, and make it quick!" It was none other than the Grand Hart Lord himself. "This belongs to me! Back off," Robin snarled, his voice laced with madness. Boom! The Grand Hart Lord, a man known for his deadly brevity, released a surge of energy that obliterated Robin in an instant. "What's this nonsense? Who said you could talk to me?" roared the Grand Hart Lord. "Someone's been killed!" The crowd erupted into chaos, their voices a cacophony of fear as they scrambled for the exits.

Not that he’s a saint. Uncle Rhys is just corrupted in a different sense. I watch as he pulls a cigar out from his pocket and lights it. “You keep those in your bathrobe?” I ask with a slight chuckle. “Never know when you need one.” He replies, taking a puff. “He’s not here.” “Who?” “Come on. I’m the smartest guy you know. You don’t think I know why you’re here?” I sigh in agreement, my ploy rumbled quicker than I was expecting. “But he was here?”

I didn’t get the reference, so it must have been something they say in the Earth Realm. Jake exhaled in surrender, while Beta Darren turned around and faced me with an excited glint in his eyes. “You don’t know who Robin Hood is?” He asked, his demeanor changed to that of a happy schoolboy and I shook my head to let him continue the story he was probably dying to tell me. "Robin Hood was a character from tales in our childhood. He was known for stealing from the rich to give to the poor. He wore a similar outfit to the one you wear. Everyone wanted to be him, we all loved hearing the story!” Darren explained.

'' she asked him. '' Name? I am Robin.'' '' Robin Hood? Oh, you seem like you have come here to save me. Will you hide me away from the evil guys or what?'' she cracked a joke with his name and was laughing all by herself. Robin was feeling self-conscious about it. '' She didn't have to make fun of me did she?''. '' Would you like a drink as well?'' she offered him her drink. He didn't want to drink it. '' Aren't you quite shy? I like to drink a lot you know. Oh, I forgot to introduce myself. I am Sophia, nice to meet you,'' she offered a handshake. He was quite reluctant about it but then he shook it eventually.