Chica X Roxy Novels & Stories

" Marco froze like the life had been yanked out of him. Then hit the floor, hard. Sophia, clearly annoyed Marco was still hung up on me, shot me a death glare before strutting over, hips swinging. She clung to him like she was marking territory. "My nails are all chipped~" she whined. "You've been with her this whole time. Tonight, you owe me DOUBLE!" Marco just stared ahead, totally wrecked. Then Sophia leaned in— Smack! He slapped her clean across the face. "Where'd you find that foreign expert?" Voice dead cold. "I—I had connections!" she blurted. "He's the top guy overseas! I worked SO hard to bring him—"

"The rest of the fighters will be a hard sell; I plan on working them. What about the women?" "Most of them think you're hot as hell, that could come into play. Ellen, Sharon, Kate, Karinne, Suzy, and Cathy will be hard nos. They're all James groupies. The ones with mates will do whatever they're told. That leaves about ten girls I could try and persuade." "Work your magic, because all we need is one." "I'm not worried," Roxy said. "Let's celebrate." She stood up from Lucas and grabbed the hem of her dress. In one move she stood nude in front of him. He took her body as she presented herself to him.

Roxy said, her back resting on a wall as she smoked. "Swear to fùck, but he declined my library card...that ice prince." Trinidad muttered. She tried to talk to him in computer class but no avail. She's with a football which she's throwing up and catching. "You should be glad he even talked to you cos my tenant is crazily arrogant. I have a feeling he'll get along with you since you're academically sharp too." Roxy replied, smokes following her words out of her nostrils. "Are we going to the anniversary party tonight?" Sophia asked.

But they were wrong. After I fully banned Roxy from the clubhouse, she went and got herself a boyfriend in the gang The Reaper’s Oath. I guess she thought she would be able to start a war between us or something, but I just told all the guys to back off and not engage. After a few weeks of her plan not working, she dumped the poor guy and left Chesterville altogether. Last I heard, she was somewhere a few hours north. I have no idea what she’s doing, nor do I want to know.

Roxy Kane was no longer pretending to be tough. She lay sprawled across the wide metal bench on her back, legs forced wide apart and held open by Jax and Riley’s strong hands. Her firm ass and thighs glowed an angry, throbbing red from countless spankings. Both her holes, pussy and ass gaped openly, red and swollen, leaking a steady mix of her own juices and the winners’ spit. Her platinum-blonde hair was matted to her forehead with sweat, and her once-sharp blue eyes were now glassy and unfocused. Her own futa cock, still rock-hard despite everything, lay twitching against her toned stomach, the head shiny with fresh precum. Carla “The Crusher” Morales stood between Roxy’s spread thighs lik

“This isn’t a gangbang, dear. It’s a bachelor party. You can take one or two customers to satisfy, and leave the others to my girls. You’re greedy.” I was just asking. Why did he have to be so mean about it? I looked around again. Still no Johnny. Just a bunch of testosterone-packed jerks like him. “We should make him the happiest man tonight before he gets tied down forever,” Roxy sighed dramatically. “It could’ve been me. But no—I was blessed with balls instead of a hymen.” “Roxy, I—” “Take this,” he said, shoving a blue pill and a shot of something strong—tequila, probably—into my hands. “Now!”

He smirked a little bit. "Hello, my name is Roxy. What is your name?" She spoke as if she were speaking in a trance. The man gave a friendly smile. "My name is Chris."

I'm sure a nice hot soup and hot chocolate in this cold weather will do her good. ✨✨✨✨✨✨ Troy "Oh, come on. Look at it, it's a great combination. What do you think, Rox? Am I right? Tell Dylan these flowers look great together." Roxie smiles, she's been a bit off since she got here. She's been acting a bit serious but tries to hide it. I know something is going on though. She hasn't been the same in days. "Um, yeah. They look beautiful together, T." She says making me roll my eyes.

Roxy Hale spent her whole life being invisible until the boy everyone worshipped made her the punchline of a bet that cost her everything. Six years later, she has rebuilt herself from the ashes, guarded, independent, and done with love for good. She never expected her mother's wedding to hand her a new last name, a new home, and a new stepbrother. Cain Carrington never stopped wanting the girl he ruined. Now she's sleeping down the hall, wearing his family's name, completely off-limits, and he has never wanted anything more in his life. Every family dinner, every locked door, every stolen moment in the dark corners of Carrington Manor pulls them closer to a line they both know they shoul

Roxy had gotten plastic surgery to look like Daisie. Although she did not look exactly like her, one could see some similarities between them when they observed closely. Since Daisie could become popular, Roxy could become famous as well. The middle-aged man put on his jacket and said, “I can help you with that, but make sure you keep your lips tight.” Roxy chuckled. “Don’t worry. I will.” After a few days, Roxy became an artist under Tenet Media with the middle-aged man’s help. When the manager at Tenet Media saw Roxy, he was stunned.