Roxana Webnovel Novels & Stories

He leaned down, biting her earlobe just hard enough to make her shiver. "Are you doing this because of the alcohol? Or are you doing this because you’ve been starving for a real man?" Rissa didn't answer. She just moved her hand faster, determined to lose herself in the sin before the morning comes up and she had to go back to being a ghost in her own home. Ronan didn't let her finish with her hands. He wanted more. In one swift, violent motion, he hooked his fingers into the waistband of her lace panties and ripped them down her legs, discarding them onto the floor like trash.

Creepy hot is still creepy. Aurelia snorted, typing back: Tell me about it. Lunch loomed, but her mind drifted to the house. Would Ronan be there when she returned? Touching her mom again, or worse, seeking her out? The thought made her squirm in her chair, pussy clenching at the forbidden promise. Ronan's chaos defied code; he was a virus in her system, rewriting her desires.

“She was eighteen when she found out about the extractions. She left before he could make her dependent. But he kept looking for her. He wanted to bring her back, make it permanent, the way he did with you.” “Why didn’t he?” “Because I found her first.” The way he said it made it clear that whatever happened next wasn’t pleasant for Xavier. That was useful information. “Is she alive?” I asked. “Yes. In hiding. Because Xavier is still looking.” He paused. “Just like he’ll be looking for you once he realizes what you are.” I understood what he was really saying. Once this started, there was no going back. I can never be Morana Greene again. I would have to become Morana Mortaine completely or

Clara continued the discussion they had been having before I walked in. “The rich always marry rich. They never go lower,” Tina responded. “Who are we talking about here?” As a lover of gossip, I quickly pried. “Alpha Xavier’s new woman,” Clara told me, and my pulse quickened. Clara proceeded to inch closer to me and showed me a picture comparison. One was a photograph of a young woman with brown hair just like mine, while the other was the picture of Xavier and me where my face was hidden. “See? Doesn’t it look like the same person?” she asked.

“Alright, get her to study.” “The police?” “They won’t stop you.” Jimmy didn’t understand the purpose of calling Roxana. Claude just answered: “She was around them. And she is trustworthy. I need to hear from her what happened.” But in reality, it was something different that only Vlad and Cassius understood: Roxana, the most famous femme fatale in the south, is actually an assassin for the Round Table. To be more specific, she is one of Ludovic’s.

Alpha Draco also born of Alpha blood now have their both packs joined. Their joint pack, the goldenstone pack was the most powerful after the Royal pack. I unintentionally couldn't take my eyes off the Luna's belly. “You want to touch her?” The Luna suddenly spoke, startling me. My eyes snapped to her. I didn't want to scare her away. “No, no, I was just-” “Come on. You've been staring like you're seem a pregnant baby for the first time.” She said with a soft laugh. She took my hand, as gently as her sister would.

“It seems that Celia Harlowe was not content to allow Avery and Roxanna to be together. She wanted to profit from her child’s misfortune, and sold Roxanna to Grayson Reid. Grayson happens to be your pack Beta. he wanted Roxana so badly, that he was willing to pay twenty million dollars to have her for himself. he assaulted her in an attempt to claim her, and this is the result of her fighting back.” “Where is this boy now?” Collin asked. “Probably dead. However, we do not know for sure. He was brought to the hospital around the same time as Roxanna. Your Alpha has already been informed. If he does make a recovery, we do not know if Roxanna will ever be safe. ” Avilene said with a heavy sigh.

“We are going to need to fight at full strength. Stop being ridiculous.” My eyes shifted to Dayanara, who was all but glaring at Toril. What was she talking about? I glanced up at Darren to see he was staring at Sven. I moved my attention to him and noticed his eyes were glowing. He was using some sort of magic … but what, and why? “Leave it alone, Toril. It’s personal.” Sven’s eyes stopped glowing as a small frown formed at the creases of his lips. “Damn you,” Dayanara whispered, wrapping her arms around her shoulders. “How dare you pry into my mind.” I could see her hands shaking with rage as her eyes flashed at Sven. She was beyond angry, and very emotional, which was unlike her.

But then it wasn’t like there was someplace for a run all this while too right… Without knowing, we had covered all the distance I had walked away from the house and Roxanne stopped as soon as she stopped in front of Giveon’s huge villa. “He can see us, he would bring a change of clothes for you,” Roxanne said and I was surprised. “If you let us run like this for a while more, you would feel all of it, for now, I’m still a separate entity from you just like how it is when a wolf is just awakened,” she explained and this time I was certain I was going to try this again.

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.