Roxana Webnovel Novels & Stories

She fought back for a few seconds but soon grabbed unto my shirt, burying her face deeper into it, her chest heaving hard. My eyes fell on Ronan, who was watching me the secret deep within us, and he would be the one to take it to his hrave. I will ensure he gets there before me, even if it has to be by a minute. And by my hands too. Ronan has to die by my hands. "It was all for you, Roxanne. Everything. It doesn't matter what anyone else says. You are the who can either unleash me or tame me." "Yeah," Ronan said, moving slowly towards his car. "Tell her about the way you were so creepily obsessed with her! Show her that creepy gallery, and tell her how you were fucking Ellinel on the side w

**Rowan’s POV** A week passed, and the day I had been waiting for finally came. I would be introducing my Luna to the pack tonight, and everyone in the pack will know who my soulmate is. Raina Stone– the other half of my soul. This whole past week felt like a dream. My mate was beside me, and my wolf was stronger than before. I kept my promise and didn’t go any further than kissing and helping her cum here and there. I only slept with her in my arms, and even though I was tempted, I didn’t go back on my word.

“You came back an Alpha. You have a pack now. A title. A future. And that’s what you offer me? Not Luna. Not mate. Concubine.” Riven’s jaw tightened, but his gaze never wavered. “Nova, be reasonable. You’re still an Omega. Untouched, yes, thanks to Madam Vesper’s… kindness. But you’ve lived here. In a brothel. People talk. The elders would never accept you as Luna. You know that.” “I lived here because I loved you,” I said, the words tasting like ash. “Because I believed you when you said the ritual was everything. That once you were Alpha, you’d come for me. That we’d rule together. You promised....”

Luna was crying silently . She didn't knew what wrong she did in her past life .She lost her family and lived a hard life as a orphan. Today she is caged and forced to marry a devil. why was her life so hard ? Why can't she live her own life peacefully.

Azrael begged. Rona's laughter echoed through the dense forest, the sound chilling to the bone. "Another way? It's far too late for that, Azrael. Why would I wish to change plans now that I am on the verge of winning over everything I desire." Rurac stepped forward, his voice filled with anger. "Rona, you will never get what you desire. Release them now, or face the consequences," he warned, his voice carrying an underlying power. Rona's eyes narrowed, and her anger reignited. "Consequences? Do you think you can stop me? You're all fools!" she spat, her voice laced with venom. With a flick of her wrist, Rona intensified the flames encircling my pups. Their cries pierced the air, sending wave

These revelations weren’t boasts, but subtle confirmations of his capabilities, reinforcing his position as a protector, a silent guardian watching over them all. As their connection deepened, Ronan’s secrets began to unravel, revealing a tapestry woven with strength, vulnerability, and a profound connection to the mystical aspects of their world. He spoke of ancient prophecies, of looming threats that went beyond the immediate danger posed by the alliance forming against the ShadowClan. He hinted at a greater destiny, a path that seemed inextricably linked to Lyra’s own. He talked of a time when their world would face a cataclysmic event, a challenge that would demand more than strength and

Her hands gripped his chest like she was having a heart attack from too much kilig. She gasped. She stared. She gasped again. “Or is this… a nightmare?!” But she didn’t even have time to recover when suddenly— “DARK NATHANIEL!!!” A shrill scream snapped Roxane back to reality. She immediately shoved Dark away. “Ugh! Stop it—!” In an instant, she broke free from his arms. She blinked fast. “H-Huh?! Why am I suddenly strong?! Earlier I was like a rusty robot!”

The mist around them thickened, and from the darkness, Ronan’s deep, bone-chilling voice echoed. “You can’t hide from me, Sasha. You were always meant to be mine.” Sasha’s blood turned to ice as his shadowed figure emerged from the mist, flanked by monstrous wolves. His red eyes burned like embers, locked on her with terrifying possessiveness. “Prepare yourselves,” Marcus growled, drawing his weapon. Ethan pulled Sasha behind him, his entire body tense with rage. “You’ll never touch her, Ronan.” Ronan’s smile was slow and cruel. “You can’t stop what’s already begun.”

Thalia's POV The guard's grip on my arm was like iron, holding me in place as he dragged me down the dimly lit corridor. My feet stumbled over the uneven stones, but I barely noticed. My mind was in total chaos, spinning wildly as I tried to come to terms with the impossible truth. Ronan. The Rogue Sovereign was Ronan. My Ronan. My mate. Or….former mate How…how was that possible? Hot, relentless tears streamed down my face as I thought to myself.

“I know exactly how to destroy him and you’ll be quite happy to know the almighty Ronan Pierce now has a weakness” He never even said the name out loud. He didn’t have to. Because at that exact moment— I finally understood. Jaxon wasn’t working for Ronan Pierce. Jaxon was Ronan Pierce.