Novelas y relatos de Roxana

However, just as I was about to drive back, I noticed someone standing beside my car. When I walked closer, I realized—it was Kelvin. His wolf snarled in fury the moment I approached. "Ella, what did you say to my mother? Don't even dream I'll change my mind. I've already marked Amanda. Go check her neck if you don't believe me," he snapped, his tone cold and cutting. "I've said it before: there's only one Luna—and that title belongs to her." As he spoke, Amanda appeared behind him, her smile bursting like fireworks in the air.

She wouldn’t let it. She inhaled deeply, trying to center herself. “You’re tense,” the Lycan said, his voice smooth, deep, and teasing. “I don’t enjoy being watched by an entire room,” she replied coolly, her gaze skimming the crowd. All eyes were on them. He smiled. “Then I suppose I should introduce myself, give them something to talk about. I’m Knox. Knox Green, Alpha of the Southern Lycan Pack.” “Lydia. Heiress of the Moonglade Pack,” she replied, matching his tone.

Another one screamed "Oh please,it's probably not him. They are not in the same level please" "What do you mean? There's nothing wrong with Anna,you're just jealous coz she's prettier than you!" Aurora shouted at the one who made the bad comment "Aurora please" Annabella muttered and Aurora scoffed. Everyone set to work after that Annabella sighed out and wore her apron,somehow she still wondered if the man is the Thadeus or just a random Thadeus. •••• Gregor's island is probably one of the biggest one would ever see,it's all painted in pure white with no single stain on it,people prefer calling it a paradise coz its just extraordinary

And the color of my skin never hides when I blush so it's always hard. "What's your name?" Now he stood right beside me leaning on the basin and looking down at me. Okay, how the hell was he this tall? I looked like a minor in front of him. This was so unfair. And not to forget his deep baritone voice. It was so smooth just like butter. Ew Arabella really? "Arabella" I replied. He hummed before folding his hands and damn I almost swooned. I accidentally glanced at the tattoo on the back of his left shoulder. It had wings and it between were two initials.

A female voice said in Roxanna’s mind. Barron swallowed hard. Roxanna’s eyes were light brown when she was a wolf. It was never gold.

She clapped her hands as if she was pleased, "His grandfather really has eyes." My cheeks heated when I understood what she meant. "I'm Yekatherina, but you can call me Yeka. It's nice to finally have another female apart from Anya," she said and held out her hand. "Rosaline, but you can call me Rose," I shook it. "That's great. I'm Alexei's close friend and his assassin," she said with pride. She was beautiful with her straight blonde hair and bottle green eyes. She was slim and tall, taller than me.

Several hours had passed, yet there was still no sign of Dark arriving. Roxane sat by the window, her eyes fixed on every car and person passing by outside, hoping to catch a glimpse of the man she had been waiting for so long. Suddenly, Roxane called out, “Lyka!” with a hint of irritation in her voice. “What is it?” Lyka asked as she approached, accompanied by her long laughter that clearly showed how cheerful she was. She walked closer slowly, holding her cellphone.

I'm the only one who has the right to touch her; anybody else dies. Her feet step forward, and she sits at the edge of the bed, causing her crop top to rise slightly. She quickly pulls it down. But I already see it— a long scar just below her left breast. The image of Marco beating her, forcing himself on her, slips into my head. The glass in my hand cracks a little, but Roxana is completely unaware. “Are you listening at all?” “ Nope. You f*cking talk so much I think my ears are going to bleed soon.”

Lena's POV. “Hello, ma'am,” the doctor waved his left hand, and felt my pulse with his right hand. “How many fingers am I holding up?” “Can I get a name? Can you speak?” He continued, not even giving me a chance to think or respond. He suddenly stopped and pointed a little fluorescent light in my eyes. I squinted and groaned inaudibly from lying stiff for far too long. “Four, My name is Lena, and I think I can… talk,” I replied in a second, gulping as the man behind him moved closer and fixed his gaze on me.

I vaguely wondered if Ronan would agree to a rematch, then realized that was probably a horrific idea. Through training, we’d discovered that Marni was an untapped fountain of talent. She could detect a threat well before the others, and her speed was unmatched. It didn’t get past me how much Xavier noticed too. The moment the moon crested, Aniyah and an Indigenous woman stepped in front of Ronan, who stood in front of a gigantic bonfire. They were both wearing gorgeous silk robes in shades of gold, red, and amber.