Slade X Robin Novels & Stories

“Right. That's why you’re standing in a dead car, in a flood storm, shaking like a leaf?” My jaw hardens. “I just need to get home—” “No.” The word is sharp and final. “I said I need to go home,” I repeat, louder this time. “And I said no.” Slade tilts his head, rain sliding over the scar on his jaw. “Unless you’re planning to drown in a gutter, Little Rebel.” Before I can fire back, someone materializes behind him. It's one of his men, I think. Tall and dressed in black, holding a large umbrella like he’s been waiting for a command.

Sloan glanced up when Roberto slid in beside her, her face creasing in concern. "Are you okay?" she whispered, her voice barely above a breath. "Right as rain," he lied. "Liar."

“My God, what happened to you? I'm sure you're not crying because you remember your parents this time.” Poppy only responded to Rafael with a louder sob. Rafael then led her while holding her hand, searching for a quiet spot to talk. “Cry if you can't hold back your sadness. I will always be there for you.” *** Meanwhile, the atmosphere in Robin's place is becoming increasingly hot... “I will kill you if you try to play with me!” Robin massaged his painful left arm. The woman chuckled, showing no fear of Robin. She wouldn't be this brave in front of a man who is known to be cold and cruel if Dante Luciano hadn't supported her. She also knows that Robin, Dante's successor, runs a large busine

They had never realized how bad it was because the confrontations between father and daughter were limited and usually reserved for the two of the only. And looking at the unstoppable flow of tears on her cheek now, Adam knew how hard it must have been for her. Slade appeared stunned at the request of his best friend and Jake tried to calm his wife down. Adam knew the other males had tolerated Slade only because he was his mother Rachel’s best friend. While the other Palmers had tolerated him only because he was family. “Rach…?” Slade croaked and Adam found a sadistic pleasure at his discomfited expression. “What the hell is happening? Why are you taking her side?” he protested vehemently.

"We will take the oath. But we need to get you healed up first. The wound is going to take a long time to heal. Silver weakens our natural Were abilities." "Who stabbed you?" Rhys voice was dark, bordering on outright murderous. "A wolf working for Mabon." My eyes turned to Rhys. "If he has operatives here, that means he knows Robin is her true mate." "True mate?" "Flipping fantastic." My eyes skated down the hall to meet Robin's as he rounded the corner. Shitballs. The calvary had arrived, and now too much was revealed. Hopefully the Accords didn't screw the story too much.

What would it take for her to give herself to him? You were the one who made her a toy. He couldn’t take back that moment. Fred knew he wouldn’t have felt her in his arms if he hadn’t thrown out the ultimatum. He didn’t know what he would have done when he got to her that night. There was no way he would have killed her. Did she even realize the power she had over him? Zedi had the same kind of power over Roger. Mates were bound to follow each other. It was a blessing and a curse within equal measure.

“Mrs. Knight is my mother-in-law and she’s dead.” Liana grinned. “My mom is a force of nature.” Margo turned toward her daughter. “Where is your brother? He better not be hiding.” A deep voice came from behind us. “I’m not hiding.” We all turned. Slade stood at the end of the hallway. Barefoot wearing a sweatpants and white T-shirt. Hair mussed from sleep. He looked… human. But his expression? Murderous. Liana opened her arms like she expected him to run into them.

“Give me one.” She glanced up innocently. “Nah. Gotta save it for the live show.” I groaned. “You are no help.” “I’m amazing help. I just help with flair.” I shook my head, trying not to smile. “What did I do in a past life to deserve this level of chaos?” Robin shrugged, sipping from her water. “Something heroic. Or really stupid. Could go either way.” We were quiet for a second, then she said, “Hey... worst case, they don’t get along. So what? We still have each other. And tequila. And maybe a YouTube video if someone records the showdown.”

I explained. He nodded. "Saray is good. I mean... It is thriving, developing but…that is also the reason why we are facing threats, as you might have heard," he paused and I nodded confirming his assumptions. "Larger villages surrounding us, Albar and Roben, are trying to take us down under them. If we could stop them then everything else is pretty good." I nodded, quite bothered.

This man, named Gavin, is pretty stupid to be the head of security in Dark Wolf. “Are you deaf-“ My words stuck in my throat when I hear the lock turn, and I resist the urge to back into a corner when Slade walks in. He’s wearing a deep frown, his hair in disarray all over his face, but what broke my heart was the fact that his eyes didn’t meet mine. He crossed the room to shake hands with Gavin, keeping a good distance between us, his eyes doing a deep sweep of the room and his lips narrowed in distaste.