Roxana Castellanos Joven Novels & Stories

"Quit being dramatic, Jaxon. I'm done with every drama surrounding you." She turned to Charles, her smile radiant. "Thank you, Charles. You're too kind." On stage, Haliya announced, "Now, I love all my models, and y'all are beautiful. However, I'd like to appreciate one of them as the model of the night... Roxanne Santos!" Roxanne glared at Jaxon one last time before straightening her dress and walking on stage, beaming with smiles. Cameras flashed as she made her way on stage.

Roxana said, slapping. “Ok! Enough,” I said, holding her from her shoulders. Getting my point through, Roxana moves back and stands there smiling. Roxana is a petite Latin vampire. She has all the perfect curves and proportions. Round boobs twice my size, a thin waist, and a thick ass and legs. She has long hazelnut hair with green eyes. She has a sexy mole on her upper lip and a bit of freckle, and she has tan skin, not pale, like ours.

Looked straight at Ronan. "Ronan " she said, her voice. Husky. She stepped into his space. He stepped back. "I heard you were getting soft. That you were listening to a girl with glowing eyes and a miracle in her blood." Then she looked at me. It was not a nice look. She scanned my dress, my silver mark and the white rose on my wrist. "So this is the girl " Xandra said, walking around me. "She looks like she might break. Tell me Ronan does she really heal the land or is she just putting on a show while you do the work?"

"The show's about to start, aren't you going to perform? Why are you sitting here packing up?" Roxana spoke in a sweet voice, as if she really didn't know why Regina was hesitating. This is not the first time Roxana has seen her sister leave because of the sudden cancellation of the show. Compared to Roxana who is famous as a singer with many fans, Regina is just an unknown singer. Regina is someone who gets bullied easily, and what's more funny is that she never resists. That excited Roxana.

But the end result remained the same—seeing the guilty get their just punishment was all that mattered. Bun sat beside her, watching Cynthia teach Roxana. "Roxana is really something. Strong and full of energy, just like Cynthia was at her age. But honestly, Roxana has even more talent. She might just turn out to be the second you," he said. Carissa looked over and saw Roxana moving with incredible speed. Her fists were a blur, yet each strike carried a palpable weight. Bun had given her the nickname Powerful Cyclone for her fierce strength.

A witch came and cast the spell on her then the interrogation began. "Rayne, can you tell me how Eleanor tortured you?" Elizabeth asked Rayne. "I was walking around the castle, then I heard Mr. Harlow and Eleanor talking. I didn't mean to eavesdrop, but I just did. I heard him telling her to do whatever it takes to get me to admit who I truly am. I got scared and I ran to my room because I knew that there was a high possibility that I would get tortured. Eleanor barged into my room. When I asked her what was going on, she started casting some spell on me that made my entire body erupt with pain until I fell on the ground..." Rayne talked about the whole process and my heart ached with every

"Well, your full name is Cincinnati Roxanne Lopez, twenty three years old, ex-stripper, hitman, other vices and there are also a few other details." "Like?" "You have people dear to your heart, Reynolds, Renata and Lauren the old widow." "Don't call her that!" I flipped. "Sorry, I didn't mean it that way." He apologized, a bit laid-back. "Wait how did you even find out I go by Roxanne? It's not even on my birth certificate or records." "I have my ways?" "Riiiight." I drawled. "How old are you?" "Twenty five, in August though."

But before she could even finish her question, Roxanne’s cold voice interjected. “I’m Dr. Roxanne Morison, Hayden’s Luna, and you are?” With her cold and intimidating voice, Roxanne bluntly introduced herself to my ex-mate, and honestly, I loved how she proclaimed that she was mine. I smirked at that. “Tania Lavigne.” But Tania’s voice had an amused tone when she introduced herself back to Roxanne, excluding her real surname. I wondered what Tania was thinking that could lead to something I was curious about.

Fabian just stood there, face flicking from red to pale. Then Roxana broke down. "Enough! Just stop! Stella's been trashing me online, jumping to a rival company, saying the cruelest stuff—what do you WANT from me, my life? Fine! I'll die!" She wiped her tears and bolted toward traffic. Fabian grabbed her fast. "Roxana, don't cry. None of this is your fault." She buried herself in his arms—then shot me a smug little grin.