Namine X Roxas Novels & Stories

"Fucking knew it. Xavier is just a random person. Always looking unprepared but shocking everyone at the right time," They all laughed but I didn't share in it because I didn't even understand what was going on. They all seemed to be friends. "Pardon my manners, beautiful lady," Lawrence said and stretched out his hands. I took it and he shook it firmly. "My name is Lawrence, Alpha of Eaglestalon. How about you?" "Iris," I began. "Xavier's beta and the finest warrior in Silver moon," Felix said. Lawrence shot a brow up at Xavier. "You didn't tell me,"

he growls. I narrow my eyes. “I have a mate for that, so no thank you. Your name.” I demanded, pushing out my aura again. He is buckling at the strength of my aura, “Rodney!” he growls. “Lie.” Roxie quietly said behind me. I looked at the rogue, “We are off to a bad start if you can’t give me your name.” I told him. He looked at my mate, “Carter.” He says, looking down.

Xavier cautioned "But why?" Xacky mumbled sadly "Cause we don't know if he's yet qualified to be our daddy yet" Xander added "Exactly" Xavier said "Guys tell me what do I need to do to be qualified?" Nicolas asked amusingly being thrilled by the kids smartest "This means Ava raised them so good" He thought smiling "First tell us your name?" Xavier asked "I'm Nicklaus Michaelson" He replied smiling "Hmmm" Xavier nodded inspecting him to know if he's lying, when he saw no fowl play, he asked

“You must be the Blue Moon Alpha.” His throat chuckled. Arms crossed, he stared straight at me. “Roxana Winfield,” I stretched out my hand, “I’m the COO of Crimson Crest Empire.” As soon as the name got out, a dark rage befell the man’s face. “Are you now? Luna Roxana Winfield—the future Queen of the Crimson Crest pack.” Something in that fierce knit of brows told me to refuse that title. But how can I? Quietly, my hand recoiled and I said firmly, “I think you’re not going to sell me these mangoes.”

Shouldn’t both sides be engaging in a bitter battle? The Southeast Asian King continued, "It's the first time we've met many years ago. I asked you what your name is. You can call you Azrael, and a group of team members can call you Captain Yang. In short, I only know that your full name is Yang Xiao now!" "It's all your fault, isn't it? I asked you first at that time. You said you could call me by your code name. By the way, what's your code name? Dark Hunter, right?" Yang Xiao smiled and said, "Well, your son looks quite like you!"

Rosalee's Point of View I walk across the training mat toward Nyx, my heart pounding slightly in anticipation. I extend my hand toward her, offering a small but determined smile. "Hello, my name is Rosalee," I say. Nyx takes my hand in a firm grip, nodding her head as she studies me with a sharp, assessing gaze. "Hello, Rosalee. It’s nice to officially meet you. My name is Nyx, and I’ll be in charge of your training. For today, I just want to get a sense of your strength and endurance so I can put together the right training plan for you."

another guard said seriously. “Purpose?!” Roque gasped theatrically. “My purpose, my loves, is… to return your missing precious Roxaneeee! Tadaaaa!” He pointed to Roxane, who was shyly peeking from inside the van. “Roque!” Roxane hissed. “Can you not act like this? This isn’t a comedy bar!” But Roque continued his drama, winking at the guards. “Kuyaaa… I swear, I come in peace. But wow, you’re all so handsome… can I get your names? Just kidding!”

ROXANNE’S POINT OF VIEW. My nails dug into my palms, creating crescent moon shapes as I bit my lip angrily. I stared at my uniform with disdain; the plain colours meant for the scholarship kids felt like salt on an injury as I tried my hardest not to scream. My name is Roxanne Lemaire; my grandmother’s last name was the name I’d chosen to take on because it felt exotic, perfect, luxurious. I was the fucking queen! Not Sloane fucking Bishop….oh right, Everhart!

Besides nearsightedness and a perfect figure, he couldn't see any other good qualities in her. "Put on my clothes for now, it's enough to serve as a dress for you," his words were straightforward. Only then did Roxana Nelson remember her savior, she raised her face and looked at the blurry figure in front of her, sincerely saying, "Thank you for saving me. May I know your name?" He looked at her shy expression, and his sharp eyes now contained a hint of interest. Furrowing his brows, he suppressed the desire to tease her: "Richard Harris! Remember it well!" He emphasized his name to let her know that he was not easily fooled.

He sighed deeply, like a man finally letting go of a heavy burden. "Ella… Amanda refused to be my second mate. So now… I have no choice but to name her my Luna." My heart stopped. But before I could say a word, he rushed to explain. "Ella, you know… Luna is just a title. In my eyes, there's no difference between you two. You're both my mates. I just want you to let her have the title because she's young and doesn't understand the traditions of our pack. But you—you're the one I truly rely on. You're understanding, wise, considerate… everything she's not. I promise, she'll only hold the title, but the real Luna—the one who leads beside me—is you.