Monty X Roxy Novels & Stories

"Oh, Ashton. You've really gone and provoked someone you should never mess with. I told you right from the start that Martha isn't someone you can get any ideas about!" Roxy wore a vindictive smile. "I'll be right over, Hester. We can discuss it in more detail later." "I'll be waiting for you, Ms. Sloan. We can also watch together as that arrogant Ashton gets completely humiliated in front of Martha and kicked out of Javonbury!" Hester declared with a sneer. Ending the call, Roxy immediately got ready to leave. Robert, who just came back from a nightclub, noticed she was dressed to go out and asked curiously, "Where are you going at this hour of the night, Roxy?"

Clara leaned over and what she saw made her blood run cold. Standing in the doorway was Roxy. She was completely nude. One glance over her showed dried cum on her thigh and any wolf with a halfway decent sense of smell could tell Lucas had been all over her. "Did you get..." her voice trailed off when she saw Clara and Lucas. A huge grin formed on her face. "Hi Clara," she said. "Did you want to join Lucas and I in some fun?" "Clara it's not what it looks like." Clara backed out of Lucas' arms. He stood still while Roxy leaned against the doorframe, completely shameless.

“I’m being nice to the woman you knocked up. I am just crazy in love with you so I try to get along with her.” “You let Cole take all the credit. You are just a really nice person.” Jake stated. “You are playing nice with this Andrea because you are a nice person.” “I am not a nice person. Cassie and Andrea are the nice people. Trust me.” Roxy replied. “Anyways, I can’t stay. I have an important patient that I have to see.” “Really, I hope that you can stay and eat with all of us.” Jake stated. “I really have to go. I will catch up with you guys some other time.” Roxy stated. “My Uber is going to be here any sec.”

“Take it easy on yourself. He was not a man. He was a predator who tried to take advantage and kill you. He got what he deserved,” “Are you saying that because Roxy turned into an acid-spewing demon made of rocks?” June asked April G. “Hey look, I have no idea what the hell Roxy turned into. With all these powers in monsters popping in and out, it would be nice if we had a little more info on it. But with Hughley out and about, I doubt we will be able to get any information on what we are up against,” Just as April G said those words, Madison looked over and saw a large book with a cat silhouette and three red diamonds playing across from each other.

EIGHT MONTHS LATER ADIRA “And what about this one Luna?” “That’s rosemary Ashley,” I answered with her gasping, nearly having me laugh. “What does it do?” Remy questioned with her eyes wider. They could never say no to an opportunity to play with dirt. I took Remy in, her hands muddy as she pat them on the soil around the tomatoes. “I mainly use it to cook Remy.” She gasped. Anything I would say to them would have them wide-eyed and gasping.

Anderson retorts. “Yeah we should blame genetics,” Monty scoffs. “You should have stayed at Jessup and never come here.” “Hey then me and boys wouldn’t be here,” Rose reminds Monty. “That is only thing I would miss,” Monty sighs. “Drink yourself silly. Come on kids.”\ Monty gets up to leave. “Monty, don’t leave angry,” Anderson says. “I love you.” “As a brother or a son?” Monty asks helping his daughter with her coat.

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

He wipes his finger with it as he spoke in his thick husky and firm voice, “Yes?” The door opened, allowing light from the outside to enter the room. A woman in her twenties, named Carla, walked into the room, dressed in black jeans, a black shirt, and black boots. Her hair is tied in a clean bun while she held a tablet in her hand. Her eyes fell on the tall man, whose back is to her. He didn’t turn around to look at her, “Any news?” He asked gruffly. “She is with Mateo Nixon. She is currently staying at Xon,” She replied calmly.

“She’s one of us, Marek.” “Who is she? Is she a rogue?” Marek asks, his eyes widening. As the others on the search team return to their homes to shift, I tell Marek all I know about Roxy. “She’s hidden deep in Moonbeam Valley in a tower. She had long golden hair. She’s beautiful… but she’s a wolf shifter with no pack, no training. She doesn’t even know she’s like us.” Marek exhales slowly, pinching the bridge of his nose. “And you told her?”

I’m striding inside, chest heaving, ready to explode. The place is half full, with some of the guys playing pool and others drinking and chatting it up. Roxy stands out like a fox in a henhouse, leaning over the bar like she’s begging to get fucked, sipping a beer like she just got her lips done. When she sees me striding in her direction, her lips twist and her eyes narrow in a knowing smile. Almost amused. “Trouble in paradise, big boy?” she practically meows, twisting a lock of her hair around her painted nail.