Glamrock Chica X Roxy Novels & Stories

Roxana said, slapping. “Ok! Enough,” I said, holding her from her shoulders. Getting my point through, Roxana moves back and stands there smiling. Roxana is a petite Latin vampire. She has all the perfect curves and proportions. Round boobs twice my size, a thin waist, and a thick ass and legs. She has long hazelnut hair with green eyes. She has a sexy mole on her upper lip and a bit of freckle, and she has tan skin, not pale, like ours.

I look like what I am: a terrified runaway. "Get it together, Rhea," I whisper to myself. "You need to leave. Now." I straighten my dress, take a deep breath, and exit the restroom, only to come face to face with Roxy. Her golden mask is pushed up on top of her head, revealing her perfect features twisted into a sneer. Her dress is elegant and expensive, clinging to her body in a way that reminds me of all the ways I could never compete with her. She blocks my path, her arms crossed over her chest.

I said. Hours passed and Karuji, Funabi, Chromus, Karuji, Matthias, Sanazo and I were patching Monty Gator, Roxy Wolf and Glamrock Chica, Karuji & Matthias were patching up Monty Gator. Sanazo & Funabi were patching Glamrock. While Darkchromus & I were patching Roxanne Wolf, I look at Roxanne Wolf while Roxy looked at me while Chromus was patching her torso area “scared Roxy?” I asked her “just a bit superstar” she answered I saw Freddy walking towards me “how's the other superstar” said Freddy “restoration is going slow at the moment but at a good pace” I said. I look at Monty “are you okay Monty?” I asked him “doing well Arnold” he said with a smile I got up walk towards the side of the ro

Elisa said with a smile, staring straight into Roxy's eyes. "If you dare lay a hand on Robert, I, Roxy Sloan, swear that I'll fight Blossom Hall to the bitter end!" Roxy was suddenly enveloped in a shimmering white glow as a formidable pressure surged forth, striking everyone present with a profound sense of dread.

I found myself asking , a derisive laugh bubbling under my chest , begging to be released. "I don't know, you tell me,"Challenged Roxie, still smirking knowingly at me. I scoffed before turning my eye on the eyepiece to confirm her accusation. Indeed, just beside Amanda's bedroom window was Charli's bedroom window and true to the letter , she too was prepping for bed. In just a sports bra and some shorts, the goth girl toured every corner of her room , be it to grab some clothes or arrange some strewn up books seeing as she was an avid reader. Her hair, darkened like the midnight skies, bouncing atop of her hair as she bobbed her head to some hard punk rock music. Pretty soon she's done tidy

Roxie was the first to pull her head away from the window, as I followed, she was totally glaring at Cherry. With her short blonde bob and pink lipstick she wore a red halter top and long floaty white linen trousers. They both looked phenomenal but now Roxie wore a pouting scowl. Grabbing our keys I saw a small shiny black rock on Roxie’s bedside table. “Hey, I never noticed that before, is it from home?” “Oh, no I saw it on the hike,” she said, moving me and Cherry out of the door, “I thought it was pretty, it’s all sparkly in the dark, come on let’s go go go!”

"Mom, I just saw a Lamborghini Murcielago coming out from the direction of our mansion." Roxana said in a daze. "I haven't seen anyone come to our house in months." Roxana wears a short, tight dress, just enough to cover her sexy butt. Roxana's whole body gave off a strong smell of alcohol, red lipstick smeared, mascara smeared on the corners of her eyes. Last night she must have had such an orgy that she didn't come home, and it was past dinner time when she came back red-rimmed.

I can always tell when she is around by the clicking of her heels. “Jaidyn I see you have met Kyaria.” Gabby says to me. Kyaria, then name sounds familiar, but again I can’t remember where I have heard it before. I look at the model again. Damn, she is cute. She is sexy without trying. She looks at me with those big teal-colored eyes and my cock twitches in my pants. Right at that moment our frontman Aiden struts in. His eyes lock on Kyaria. Great!

“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!”

I curled the ends of my dark hair, ensuring it moved with a deliberate, bouncy motion. For the dress, I shoved my legs into a short, black, sparkling number, tugging it up until it showcased every provocative curve and asset. The stilettos lengthened my legs into weapons. I turned, gazing at the round, defiant bounce of my rear in the reflection. “We look hot!” Lisa roared, a savage, confident echo. This was the real me—Roxy on a mission. I had one goal: to get Jason on his knees, begging for a taste.