Water 7 Robin Novels & Stories

He had always been the one to make me giggle, no matter how old I was. "You think she's joking, just wait until you make her cry for the first time," Link said seriously. "He's being serious. I mean, I know I said he's too nice, but he once shouted at a seven year old because he made me cry," I replied. "I remember that. Didn't he steal your Barbie from you?" Link asked.

"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."

Walking somewhere they were glad to be walking and had no idea they were going. I saw Robin. Robin, in his chair, wheeling himself along in the middle of the river of them, both hands working the rims, smooth, steady, his oxygen line slipped off and trailing forgotten over one shoulder, his face turned up to the light with all the rest. Robin, who an hour ago, a day ago, I'd lost all track, had brought his hand down on a table like a gunshot and told me he was the one who made the calls. Floating. In a current of bodies.

"Really stinking cute." "I think I would prefer the word sexy," Robin sizes me up and then facepalms when I beam at him. His smile is amused. "I had forgotten what a lightweight you are... You're drunk, aren't you?" "I don't know. Why don't you pour me another one so I can think hard about my answer?" Robin understands that I'm joking. He laughs at me and stands up from the couch. "I will fetch you some water. We should head to bed soon anyway. It's way past midnight."

muttered the girl who felt her throat was so dry, it was like swallowing thousands of cotton swabs at the same time. "Get her some water." Kent ordered, which Robin did right away. Robin carefully sat the girl down and began to bring the glass to her lips. The girl drank slowly and signaled with her palm when she felt she had enough to drink. "Thank you for being merciful enough to give me water. I hope you didn't take away my chastity while I was unconscious." Ruth said as she lay back down. Suddenly, Robin's face hardened, and he glared at the girl. "What did you say?"

We invited you, right? Robin smiled. ''Oh – I was totally ill, remember... I could still recall...” ''Nope... You were just perfectly right...'' Steffan entered the conversation effortlessly, avoiding himself from being so affectionate with Karlisle, for the older guy knew that Robin knew nothing about their relationships. ''So… What wind brought you here, Robin?'' Robin roamed his eyes around the room. "Well, it was just that I needed some help in my –'' Robin's eyes suddenly caught the view of the lube bottle on the table and he picked it up, while looking at it curiously.

She did not answer, but sent a message. “Naneth! How are you? Where you are now? I hope you answer my call. I’m worried about you. Talk to me.” Robin said in his message. She just burst into tears. She still really wanted to say hello, but she didn’t know what she had done that was making her sick. She went to a bar there at the resort where she was staying. She has been drinking too much. She was so drunk, she didn’t know what she was doing. She already danced with other customers there.

He lifted his brows and tapped his chest strongly. Naomi was amused to see Robin being so cheeky. She chuckled, "Don't forget you are injured. Don't be so cheeky." She took an apple from the table, "Are you hungry? Do you want to have an apple?" Robin shook his head while Naomi took his glass. For some reason, she felt guilty if she did not do anything for Robin. "Let me get you a glass of water." She stood up and Robin called her immediately. "Naomi."

Robin boasted with a wide grin. "I can not wait to see her again, but how would she know where we are?" Lacey pointed out. "I know how," Robin said. "Remove the barrier around us, Sia." After the barrier was brought down, Robin chirped lowly, mimicking a bird cry. Soon, a bird landed on his open palm. He touched the head with his finger and the bird leaned into his hand. He began caressing the small head of the bird. He lifted the bird to his lips and whispered some things to it before allowing it to fly away.

He does look like a Rob. "And I am Robin" the other says , giving me a perfect smile. I wave at them both and they awwww at me. I can feel that these two are not daddy's - their vibe is different. However , I can not help but think what they great daddy they will both make as they look mature….but apparently, they are far from mature. I watch as they both fight over me. Rob insists on hugging me first , while Robin tries to beat his brother to it. I can not help but laugh at these two immaturity.