Eggsy Roxy Kingsman Novels & Stories

Progress. I walked into the square without drawing. The Lycan on the chain squinted down his nose. “Foreign,” he said, as if the word tasted like dust. “Name your business or be gone.” “I am Kael,” I said, and let the title come like a hammer dropped from a quiet height. “King of the Lycans.” They laughed. The sound had the wobble of men who don’t want to look past the thing that keeps them safe. “Equal to none,” said the tallest. His armor showed the sigil of a sunburst clamped in a fist. “Especially not to dogs.”

" With that, Roxy sneered and went downstairs. By the time she headed down and reached the first floor, her calm mask was already back on her face. After walking a few steps, she saw the manor's wing filled with treasures. The mask that she had put on with great difficulty crumpled again. She could not let things end just like that! In comparison to Roxy's emotional outburst, Sebastian was calm and collected. His face remained calm and gentle. He acted as if nothing had happened. He looked like he did not take anything to heart. Looking at him made Roxy angrier. … After running a few laps around the race track, Victoria was covered in sweat.

He asks raising a eyebrow. "James you always look like shit. And yes it looks like your cock blocking ass was too late to kill our joy, fuck yes the night was fun" Roxy says sassily before showing him the bird. "That's a shame, well good thing I'm here for the rest of the week and I'm going to be the biggest kill joy. Like for starters, go put on some pants child, you look like a 2 dollar hooker" he says in a voice which I think he thinks sounds like mom.

She loved what they did to the robe she wore on the outside. The royal embroidery department in charge of making the clothes had put a lot of effort to embroider her favorite peony flowers on it. The flowers just kept on going as if it was a blooming garden. The white robe was tied with a golden clamp in the front and still shows the red gown that she wore inside. She chose the two colors; others would choose their own as long it was traditional in the end. The maids put on a flower headdress on her head to compensate for the crown she would wear later. Her head was already heavy with the hairstyle that they had made on her. At least the shoes were not that high or else she was going to fain

Your Love and Mate, Aelia Fae Penn aka Solaris Ulrich, First Alpha Prince, Rogue King, #1 best sister and fated mate I brought the letter down, tears streaming freely down my face. A smile crept onto my face. Even now, Aelia was saving my ass; always thinking about my future and my dreams. She was looking out for my pups, our pups, even if she wasn’t able to contribute herself.

“My King; it turns out that the Rogue’s have attacked again while we all have been occupied with the delivery. I’ll go and fill out this paperwork with the Queen to officially name your daughter, but they are requesting your aid as soon as possible. You may want to open your link to your beta too; he has some news that doesn’t sound too good.” I went running at that, doing just what the doctor told me to do as I picked up my pace. ‘-and then I’m going to shove the other leg up your ass and use you like a puppet if you continue to block me.’ Axel was cussing up a storm at me, having caught him mid rant for blocking him out through the link. ‘Axel; I’m here, what’s up.’ ‘Fucking Rogues is what

I asked, hating how my voice sounded breathless and eager, like a drowning person reaching for a lifeline. He smiled, and it transformed his harsh features into something devastating, dangerous beauty that should have sent me running. "My name is Roland Blackthorn, and I rule the Rogue Lands outside the city limits," he said, each word precise and weighted with meaning. "I need a queen, someone to stand beside me for three years and help legitimize my claim to territories that traditional packs want to steal, and in exchange, I will make you the wealthiest woman in Crescent City and give you the resources to destroy anyone who has hurt you."

To them, I'm not a prince; I'm just another weak drake that the queen has smashed under her powerful foot. It is only the ring right before the final one that I get a rest from the pointed stares and cruel smiles of the queen's court—Skyfall's royal rookery. Now that her eggs are near hatching, she has them stored away for safekeeping, watched by royal guards day and night. They can't be bothered to gaze at my shame. They're too busy with their very important duty. These eggs are royal, the last "heirs" of King Segundus.

People believed that the Goddess had given the Alpha King a mad beast because only he could contain and control him, more incidents that made everyone believe this claim was the odd resemblance of the Lycan King to the Rogue King centuries back. A white Lycan wolf with red golden eyes and an insatiable hunger for blood and lust. The Rogues that attacked came to sign their death certificate. Elixir waited for the King to leave before standing to his feet and hunting for Odessa’s bedroom. Even without meeting the Princess or knowing where she stayed, Elixir knew for certain where she would be. The former Queen’s chambers. ‘Elixir, my love. Where are you?’ Sarai’s voice echoed through their bon

“Even if I… find you… some guy?” “I find me some guy, Roxy.” Kelsey groaned at the strange and failing negotiation. She just sighed and hooked some hair behind her ear. “Actually… I can find me some guy for the job! Roxy, don’t worry, I’m totes going to help you. I just need to work a few bibbidi-bobbidi to boo the person out. Just keep him busy for the next few days.” For some reason, Roxanne felt strange about the plan Kelsey had in mind. She then groaned before hugging her cousin. “You take care, okay? That man is an animal. He’s not your typical zoo animal… he’s like steroid-wild animal…”