Megamind/roxanne Novels & Stories

MARGARET The midday sun streams through the grand windows of my office, casting golden beams across the polished mahogany desk. Patience has never been my strong suit, but today, it’s necessary. My fingers tap a steady rhythm on the desk’s surface, my gaze locked on the door. Finally, a soft knock breaks the silence. “Come in,” I call, arranging my features into calm authority. The door opens, and Roxanne steps inside, her hair perfectly styled, her silk blouse catching the light with every movement. She exudes poise and sophistication—the embodiment of what a Luna should be. Daniel may not see it yet, but I do.

Axel’s stance was still in a defensive mood, Maverick stood with a toothy smile on his face, his eyes looking at our dysfunctional group of misfits. “You are a long way from home, Rosanne,” he said. “You know me?” I asked, trying to keep myself from screaming. He chuckled, throwing his head back as he laughed, “Who doesn’t know of Rosanne, the Lycan king’s breeder, who had done the impossible, running from him,” I was famous, I forgot. “I am Rosanne Domino, I am no one's breeder,” I hissed, my hand clutching my stomach as I tried to hold back the pain. I screamed, dropping to the ground as a flood of liquid pushed down my thighs.

she retorted. “I’m not a mind reader, Roxanne Roswell. Just say your motive for calling me,” she said straightforwardly. The woman faked a surprise look, but she cannot be fooled by that. Roxanne was cunning and the fact that she succeeded in making her believe that Hendrix had an affair with her was enough proof that she was a good actress. And she would not be surprised if she used that acting skill to whoever was helping her. “I just wanted to say hello to you..” Roxanne answered.

“How dare you look down on me? You are nothing more than the weak son of a great alpha with nothing to your name; you should be bowing at my feet in gratitude that I chose you to be my mate." Kaizen preserved the same empty expression. “You should take Roxanne’s advice and perhaps eat some makeup; I don't have time to entertain such childishness. Have a great day.” With that, he was leaving, while Rune immediately followed him with a chuckle, leaving her standing there with her mouth wide open like a fish out of water. She threw her hair back, her fierce eyes falling on Roxie, and she ground her teeth. “So, you are Roxanne?” Roxie smirked, then grabbed an apple off the fruit plate and took a

Every other eye in the room rested on Roxanne, patiently waiting for her to speak. She noticed this and cleared her throat, while wiping her sweaty palms on her trouser. "Well, uhm..." She started. "My name is Roxanne Harvey, I'm 24 years old. I was born in New York City, to American parents..." She was interrupted by the sound of Hermione choking on her wine. Roxanne stopped and turned to the woman. Madeline's jaw dropped in shock. Did she just say "American"?! It was bad that she was an imposter, but she was also American!

Suddenly, she blushed at the embarrassment. Roxy Barbara Ventura: Of her three friends, she is the most open to everyone. She's a brave woman, Serious, Sexy, Smart and above all, Beautiful. She's also a certified Malditah. Roxy is an Accountant Graduate, plus a CPA board passer. But she doesn't work in the government or any bigger company, because in the company they built, she works as a guardian of the Accounting Department of the entire Malditah. "Welcome back, baby. We really miss you. Here, this is for you." It is a sexy lacy Peggy's night gown given by Ayesha. She thinks it's too vulgar. She blushed even more.

"It's impossible," Maren said flatly. "Thornhaven is a fortress. No one gets in without an invitation." Rook raised his hand. "Uh. About that. I might know a guy." Everyone turned. Rook was leaning against the wall near the door with his arms crossed and his permanent smirk back in place, but his dark eyes were serious. He pushed off the wall and walked to the map table, and his finger tapped a spot on the northern edge of Thornhaven territory.

"So what if I am shameless? Travis… just give in to me!" She activated her ability. Her power let her control liquids—water, blood, it didn't matter. Instantly, the blood in Travis's body surged toward a single point. He noticed immediately, a mix of shame and fury boiling over. "Y-y-y-you—" Seeing him about to explode, Roxanne warned, "If you don't help me today, I'm leaving first thing tomorrow!" Travis tried to push her away, but as soon as his hand moved, he froze.

The kind of place where bad things happened and nobody asked questions. The basement entrance was hidden behind a dumpster. I knocked twice, my wolf tense and ready to fight. A slot opened in the door. Eyes stared out at me. "Password," a rough voice demanded. "Nightshade." The door opened. A massive Rogue stood there, easily seven feet tall. Scars covered his face and arms. He looked me up and down like I was an insect. "You're the Tracker," he said. "I'm Aria." "Same thing." He stepped aside. "Boss is waiting. Downstairs. Last door on the left."

Andre, “I don’t know but something big is happening! I can feel it!” Evan, “please just chill, I don’t need this shit today!” I opened the door to the diner and her smell hit me first! The most amazing smell of dark chocolate coffee hit me and almost knocked me backward. The second thing I sensed is she is a rouge! What the hell is happening? How did I walk into the only restaurant that had a fucking rogue working there? I scanned the room until I locked eyes with the most beautiful woman I had ever seen in my life. But she was a rogue!