Roxana Aguirre Novels & Stories

I stare into space while continuing to recall those hypnotizing gaze luring my soul in the dark pit of his irises. "Leaxandra!" Quinn shakes me hard enough to snap me out of my trance. Huh? "Look at me." He orders firmly, holding my face to him. His aqua gaze held me captive this time as his eyes searches mine. Through the clear waters of his orbs, I was able to see the reflection of mine, but it scared me most when instead of my normal amber eyes, I caught hint of two pairs of glowing scarlet red eyes.

I turned my head. The woman standing there was tiny, barely an inch above five feet. The last time I had seen the petite brunette, the older woman had been wearing a ring; but today her hand was bare, but nothing else, it seemed, had changed. Roxanne Sancho was still the most beautiful woman I had ever met. Never a hair out of place, she looked like a porcelain ornament with big brown eyes, a rosebud mouth, and a delicate nose. She had this sort of delicate fragility that aroused the protective instinct in men.

As soon as her fingers touched the smooth flat silver surface, it lit up like a Xmas tree. On the dashboard, another screen came up beneath the first, and what looked like faces started flashing by. It stopped what seemed like two minutes later, and there was a picture of a very young girl there. She couldn't be more than five or six. "Roxanna Carmichael. Age twenty-three." Mancini's voice intoned as the rest of us grew silent.

A smirk formed on my lips as I saw her in the sea of guests, recognizing her appearance and even the overflowing strict aura on her face. "Or should I say… Engineer Lee?” My eyebrows furrowed because of what she said. When she got closer, I hugged her tightly, accompanied by soft laughter. “You know, Miss Aguirre, you’re still the same!” Wearing a green bandeau dress, Miss Aguirre looked elegant. She’s been the CEO of Western Eagle for the past twenty long years. I can’t imagine why she refuses to be addressed by her title. President Aurora B. Aguirre or even Engineer Aurora B. Aguirre suits her, but she vehemently refuses to be called that.

He immediately raised the small iron cage and gently comforted her, "Don't cry; from now on, we'll have a pair of rabbits together!" Roxana Nelson opened her eyes wide, filled with mist, and her serene and adorable demeanor made his heart tighten. Her tender face, wet with tears, seemed even more beautiful. The curve of her rosy lips showed her sadness, and her smooth and radiant complexion was enough to make anyone tremble. With the tears streaming down, Richard Harris spoke even more gently, "Roxana, look, catch it for me!"

Don Celestine says in his voice. “Okay, who is it?” They look at the front door just as a woman wearing a red pant suit and a black tank top underneath steps in. Her hair is tied back not a single strand loose. Her blue eyes shimmer as she gets closer. Roxanne. She pulls a chair placing her bag on top of the table casually. A sly smile spreads on her coated lips as she looks at me. “You worked closely with her and from the success of you two cooperating we thought she was the best woman for the job,” Don Hurio says. But the shock has really not settled in.

I asked, stopping her. “Aguilar, there are things that are in stake. My father’s health, my life, everything is just complicated. I have no brother to take his place if something is to happen to him. I am going to need assistance, and I do not intend to let go of what is my rightful claim.” She said, and I scoffed. “Your rightful claim simply because I am allowing it to be.” I said. She opened her mouth to speak and I raised my hand, stopping her. “I believe that you know how to show yourself out.”

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"I live here. And who are you?" "My name is Abra. I came to see Mariano." She answered. Well, she didn't seem as bitchy as she looked. A bra had come to see Mariano. "Yes, I know its a funny name." She confessed. "Its Italian." I stifled a laugh. "I don't know where he is." I said. "Meela said he's gone to get more ice cream. Since when does he like ice cream?" She must be really close to Mariano to be on first name basis with Meela and Linda.

Xavi dropped his gaze, to avoid the older werewolf’s angry one. He then lowered his head as a sign of respect to the former alpha, even though he was literally disobeying him at the moment. Paulina, who was standing behind her mate the entire time tapped on his shoulder to get his attention. Her eyes held worry, fear and sorrow in them as she stared wide eyed at something ahead. Rodrigo and Xavi followed Paulina’s shocked gaze and sighted a lycan approaching, with a person in its arms. This meant Isabel was able to defeat her opponent, but her mate probably got hurt in the process, or worse, he didn’t make it.