Novel & Cerita Rockstar Foxy

~THIRD PERSON POV~ "WHO ARE YOU?" Harry was shocked while watching Rocky point out his gun at them through the outside window. Rocky always keeps the spare weapon. He left over the snipper on the rooftop and now targeted Victoria and her family with his small gun while pulling it from his pocket. In the meantime, Merry got out of the car while hitting Rocky with the door on his head. "Fuck!" When Rocky groaned while grabbing Merry jumped in the air with the support of the door while kicking her leg on his chest.

She hissed as Mateo caught the gun before it could reach the floor. He put his cold hand around her nape and pulled her forward – until her forehead was inches away from his. Faith shrieked and gaped. He placed the gun on her throat. Faith gasped as Mateo pressed the barrel into her throat, “You are not as smart as you think,” He commented, “You have a lot more to learn, Foxy.” He added.

I just walk past him as I hear her laughing. “Goodbye Angel, go back to your shitty little town and take that brat with you. Ryder doesn’t need her anymore.” I ignore it all, as all I hear is static. I leave the clubhouse and stagger down the steps. My hands are shaking as I reach the SUV when I see a van coming at speed up the driveway. I don’t react in time as they open fire. At the last second, I duck down as they clash with the Princes Of Darkness. I watch in stunned silence as I see Foxy running towards the van and is pulled in, smirking at me with a wave as the van drives back off.

Finn observed all this drama from aside, muttering subconsciously, “Ryan!... Que Nuevo Juego Estas Jugando Ahora…?... (What new game are you playing now…?...)” ******** Finally, the time arrived, the lighting instruments moved, tracking the mobility of one and only person on the stage. When he set the stage on fire, the crowd became gaga yelling the one name. Rockstar! … Rockstar…!... Ryan performing in his full spirit, but again and again, he gazed only at Tara, who standing nearby Jim, and she also feels the intensity of the oceanic blue orbs, chilling down her spine and one more thing, the loud music made her uncomfortable, she tried to tell Jim about her phonophobia but the loud noise ma

POV Wolf I could tell that Ruby was annoyed about me buying the dresses and crashing their shopping trip but I didn't care. I realized after lunch that Foxy wouldn't have the money to buy a dress at the stores that Cassy and Scarlett would shop at and I wasn't about to let her go without or be embarrassed. I wasn't expecting Ruby to understand or realize that Foxy wouldn't be able to afford the dress though. It made me like her more but I also needed her to understand that I take care of my people. Foxy is a member of my gang and my friend, it's my job to take care of her, not Ruby's. I really wasn't planning on buying Ruby's dress or Cassy's but since she pushed the issue, I decided to prov

I stammer out, and Hendrix chuckles at my hesitation. Willow nods at me and turns the radio on. Foxy Lady. She hums along to it, swaying in her seat. I can tell every movement is deliberate, designed to tease me. “What’s your wolf’s name?” I blurt out. “Jamie,” she says, smiling up at me. “Jamie?” I snort. “Are you for real?” “Yeah,” her brows furrow the slightest bit. It’s adorable. “What is yours?” “Hendrix,” he speaks through me, and I don’t have to think too hard to know my eyes are rimmed with red right now.

Below, the orchestra shifted into a new movement, and this one they both did know. Enzo timed his strokes with the rhythm, using her own slickness to ease his fingers’ passage. It wasn’t hard. She was obviously turned on, and it made him, if possible, even harder. Those little sounds she made, the mewls she tried to smother with his own tongue, kissing him, made his cock rock hard, presses against his pants, twitching, throbbing and begging for relief.

The rogue cackles, his throaty laughter sending a chill up my spine. “WRONG!” He roars with a grin. “She’s going to be mine after we kill you all.” “Come and get her then,” Rocky says confidently. The rogues charge forward and I nearly swallow my tongue in fear, unable to think about what to do or where to go. Rocky looks at me as his lycan tears free, pointing with his muzzle to the barrier for me to go, but I refuse to leave him.

Chapter 36 Foxy’s POV I’m no longer Sam. I feel it so clearly as we walk to the table where Alpha Blair and my old friend Micki are waiting. Sam would never betray Micki by hooking up with her fiancé behind her back. Shit. What was I thinking? I didn’t know that was for sure. And, of course, the Alpha didn’t resist me either. If not, he welcomed my advances. I’m Foxy, and that will never change. I won’t dwell on the past anymore. I will continue my journey to my independence, but I need to be wise regarding what the Alpha can do for me. I need my wolves. It doesn’t matter how great Ace is; he can’t make me completely whole. I need more.

It's so unnecessary, but whatever, I'll oblige his ego this once. "Looks like we didn't chase you off fully." The wolf is all jokes, huh? He chuckles like it's one, but we all know he isn't joking at all. I shrug. "I'm like a cat. I got nine lives." "Aren't you a fox though?" Misty asks. Yes, Capt. Obvious, I'm indeed a fox. My sarcastic remark is on the tip of my tongue when Maverick pierces me with a warning look. I swallow down those words regrettably. I take a deep breath like Maverick did and then I release it.