Glamrock Freddy X Roxy Novels & Stories

"I can drink something cold today, Freddie." The bartender immediately felt annoyed when he saw Scarlett flirting with Frederick. Frederick just said impassively to him, "Get me a Flaming Sex!" The bartender was startled. The Flaming Sex was a strong cocktail, and he wasn't sure if this soft-looking boy toy could bear it. He must be trying to look good in front of the gorgeous woman next to him! Scarlett smiled teasingly. "Freddie, I guess you're captivated by my red lips." The bartender narrowed his eyes and looked at Frederick in jealousy.

I saw Freddy, the man who had introduced me to the place, and wondered Was he Roxies protector now? Freddy was a very handsome man, Id give him that, and hed never had problems with women. Those brown puppy dog eyes and blond hair kept the ladies on a leash, begging to take care of him. I, on the other hand, had black hair, dark gray eyes and was so tall and broad women often found me intimidating. If the broadness had been fat, it might have softened my appearance a bit, but every inch of me was covered in muscle. I worked hard to maintain my health, and I didnt allow an ounce of fat to form on me.

she spits and I gasp out loud. Before I can speak, Roxy turns up. She's drunk but her eyes are wide open and her fists are balled. "What did you just say to my best friend?" Roxy is breathing fire. Things are about to get nasty. "You heard what I said, bitch. Get your filthy ass out of here. I think I'm catching fleas from you. My goodness," she scratches her arm. I look at Roxy and for sure I can not predict what she might do next. She is gritting her teeth, huffing and puffing.

"I know, I know. I'll be careful." As Jaxon left the room with Cynthia, Freddy turned to Roxy with a mischievous glint in his eye. "So, spill the tea. Are you the friend in a messy situationship?" Roxy's face flushed, and she nodded sheepishly. "Yeah, that's me." Freddy's eyes widened. "And is the man Mr. Hearst?" Roxy nodded again, and Freddy let out a low whistle. "Wow, I can't believe it. You're having an affair with Mr. Hearst!"

“I had a hunch and I metal-scanned Tequila and she did the same to me. It was in her wrist Bry. Her fucking wrist!” “Woah!” His orbs widened. “We need to get it removed quickly and really carefully.” “We already got rid of it Bry. One wrong move and I could’ve lost her.” Storm’s voice took a low tone as he ran his hand through his hair out of frustration. “That’s wild.” Bryan mumbled, still in shock. “Find the rat Bryan. For Ro- Teq, that much is true. “Yes boss.” Bryan smiled at his close slip-up. “I know she goes by Roxy, Storm.” Bryan looked up at him and Storm couldn’t wipe off the dreamy smile on his face as Bryan spoke about her.

CRIMSON “Do you know the story of the bloody werewolf rogue that was killed by his alpha? Do you know about that rogue that was hated by all of his pack and all the other packs that no one wanted him at all? Are you familiar with the story, child?” an old woman asked me while giving me a serene smile on her lips.

"You asked me about my dreams, and I told you I wanted to be a pack doctor, to help people feel hope when they are—" Roxy steps between us, cutting my words off, her back to me, her hands reaching up to cup Miles' face. "Miles, do not listen to her," she says, her voice trembling with that calculated vulnerability. "She has always been like this. Always wanting what I have. She is obsessed with you. And she overdosed on drugs. She is not even thinking clearly." "That is a lie, Roxy, and you know it!" I cry, tears pouring down my cheeks. "You know I have waited for him, and you and Mom even taunt me about it. You always say Miles—"

Her protest turns to a sharp moan as I curl them and fuck her fast. I release her nipple to admire the dark hickey I’ve left. “I’ll buy out the whole store.” Then I lift her off the chair, turn her around, and press her chest flat against the table, her ass in the air. Her scent is everywhere, driving me insane. I shove my pants down, line up, and thrust into her in one hard stroke. She takes me to the hilt, both of us groaning like animals. “Fuck me, Dev!” she gasps. “Make me scream loud enough for Xander to hear us.”

Even her name felt like a punch to the gut. "Well, well. Running away from a little vet?" Roxy's voice cut through his spiral. She was leaning against her cherry-red Harley, looking like sin in leather pants and a cropped Iron Fangs cut that showed off her toned midriff. "That's not like you, baby." He glared at her. The endearment felt wrong now, like ash in his mouth. "What are you doing here, Rox?" She feigned innocence but the bitch was anything but innocent. She was always up Blaze's ass and didn't hide she wanted him as her chosen.

He replied. "Barbara is at it again?" I asked. "You already know that. Marriage is just hell, Daniel." He slurred. "Hey you! So this is where you go early morning and come back drunk!" Barbara's voice could be heard from the background. "The she-devil is here." Roland muttered and I laughed. Roland has been my friend for one year and we're much close but he's just a jerk sometimes. His wife has been a pain in his neck just the way he told me cause she's pregnant.