X Robin Novels & Stories

Of course it would be a hard task considering the fact they all wear masks and if she were to be found out with her gloves, it wouldn't be possible. The superiors in the Raven band all have special gloves to differiante them. The superiors are the ones who get to know what Raven looks like and they are the most trusted and surprisingly they are just five of them. Kai, Archie, Lucius, Tanya and including Raven herself (Mia). They lead certain lookouts for any spotted offender in line with the job they are called for; fishing out the weres, vamps and zombs.

"Tell them I'll call back within the hour. I need to finish here first." The boy nodded once, sharply, and backed out of the room. The door clicked shut behind him. Robin turned back to me, expression hardened. "You still haven't answered my question. Who are you really?" I kept my face neutral. "Just an omega who knows how to survive." "No omega takes out twenty rogues alone," Robin said flatly. "Not even the strongest fighters in my pack could do that without casualties." "Maybe your pack isn't as strong as you think."

Robin said with no remorse, feeling good about what he did. "You bastard! I should have killed you a long time ago!" Kevin attacked him angrily. Robin dodged him. They both shifted to their wolf forms at the same time. Robin was twice as big as Kevin, this shocked Kevin because he knows this is not his brother's original form. Was this what Robin meant by he will destroy Kevin? Because he had strangely become so big?

He said, this time with a smile. "How long has Rachel been working here and do you have any pictures," I said, hoping for it to be true. "A year or so later, she works at night only, and her home is around the corner," he said, rippling in the direction of her home. "But why are asking,"

Robin walks into the closet and shutters his right hand’s fingers along the hanged clothes. Robin’s hands run across the pants from the second selection of shirts, away from Leon for now. That hand finds a rather interesting pair of black trousers that has a phoenix crest along the side of the right pant leg. Its apart of an outfit that is used for more formal events. The masonry plucks the pair of pants from their home of the hanger and rest the cloth on the side of his arms. Leon looks over at him and folds his arms across his chest and darts his look on the other man. Despite complaining about dressing himself, the truth is that he is more capable of completing such a feat but he also lov

I cross the dark room, catch the curtain fluttering in the wind and look out of the window. There’s a thick oak tree growing right in front of the house, its branches so close to the walls that they have to be trimmed every spring. I look down and, through the maze of leaves, I see a slim figure in a dark hoodie let go of the lowest branch and jump to the ground with a muffled thump. Raven.

“We met her earlier. Fortunately, she didn’t hit us. She went straight to the big tree. She lost her brakes, so that’s it.” “Oh! Poor Mrs. Roa. All right sir, just give me the information and we will start the investigation later.” Amer replied. ~~~~~ The next day… Robin was on his way home. He was not comfortable with Mr. Robert. So he called Robert to accept the offer of a DNA test to find out who his real father was. “Hello Mr. Robert, I was called because I want to accept your deal to have a DNA test because I don’t want to think about whether you are telling the truth.”

I ask, amused. "I don't know, man. I think she's having issues with professor Houston. She is in danger of flunking," Robin spoke sharply, evenly sharing his attention between explaining and the coffee mugs he was rinsing out quickly. “Wow! Houston is no joke man, always with the hardheadedness" I burst out and Robin concurs with a brief nod, as his attention was fixed on making coffee a customer had ordered. "How do you know so much about her Robin? “you mean you've never seen her here before?" Robin questioned looking distracted.

Blood sprayed across the stone. He released the body and before it had even finished falling, he rotated to meet the second attacker, catching its foreleg and snapping it with one brutal twist before slamming it into the ground and finishing it. The third and fourth rogues hesitated. That hesitation cost them. Robin didn’t wait for them to recover. He was already moving, his jaws locking around the neck of one of them—he slammed it repeatedly against the ground until it stopped moving entirely. The fourth turned to run. It didn’t make it three steps.

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.