Roxanne Lyrics Novels & Stories

He rocks me with him, his arms now across my waist. “Ladies and gentlemen, will you please stand? With every guitar string scar on my hand I take this magnetic force of a man to be my lover,” he sings along. “Please, leave me alone.” He gripped me harder. “No. Not until we talk.” “Then let’s talk,” I said. My jaw hurt from clenching my teeth too hard. He paused the music and advances to the bed. “Sit, please,” he said as he sat on the edge of the bed. He spread his legs wide and his arms are loose at the sides. Only a psycho would act so cruel one moment, then be packed with poise the next.

“Make me yours, Jonathan.” I whispered in a seductive tone, closing the distance between our lips. The desire to feel him inside me overwhelmed me, and I longed for our souls to merge forever, untouchable by anyone who would dare to separate us. “It’s unbelievable that this moment has finally arrived, the day I’ll claim you. I’ve been eagerly awaiting this day, which felt like an eternity. Thank you, my angel, for never giving up on me. I love you so much. You are a precious gift from God.” He confessed, his eyes brimming with love and deep desire as he gazed at me.

He carried a large bouquet of roses and looked at me with a mix of regret and longing. "I was blind, Rosie. It felt like I was living in a dream before. Now that I've woken up, I realize I can't live without you." The set fell silent as everyone turned to watch. Allen had no shame declaring this in front of so many people. I felt thankful for having eaten lightly that morning; at least I had not thrown up yet. Allen continued his self-absorbed speech, "Can you give me another chance? Let's start over. We were engaged after all—"

Roxanne's eyes glimmered with playful intent as she purred, "Then… if I need something, can I come to you for help?" "Without question," Travis replied firmly. She leaned closer, her warm breath brushing against his ear. "I feel so empty… so afraid. I need you to hold me." A few strands of hair floated onto his cheek. The ticklish warmth made him want to sneeze. Travis's face flushed red. Angry, embarrassed, he stammered, "Woman, you're shameless!" But Roxanne clung to him like an octopus. "So what if I am shameless? Travis… just give in to me!"

She walked to the kitchen and in true Storm fashion, he followed closely behind. “What’s going on?” “It’s my fucking birthday!” She screamed and he looked taken aback before an apologetic look crawled up his face. “Rox…” “Splendid.” She laughed as she looked up at the clock. It was already one in the morning of the next day. “Roxy.” “Get lost bitch.” “Roxanne.” He ran after her trying to get her attention. “Baby I’m sorry.” “I thought I meant something to you.” She whispered as her voice broke.

Ha has never done this kind of thing before. But this was damn Zach was pulling him to it. Am..am Roxanne. She. She stuttered and coughed. Her cheek was already Crimson Red. God! Mother nature did made something nice. She thought, staring at him. Although she could feel that coldness and darkness around him. But No..his beauty was bigger than those, so she preferred staring at him. Roxanne snap out of It..yes, I know he's handsome but we still have to go to the Zoo. Sylvia snapped her fingers.

Roxane hissed—not too loud because it was late at night, but clearly annoyed. “Would you like to help me?! I’ve been hanging here like someone’s last piece of laundry!” Her voice was a mix of whispering and restrained rage. Dark froze. “Wow. She looks beautiful even while hanging…” Until— “HEY! I’m not a chandelier, okay?! I don’t have lighting effects here!” Roxane snapped, arms shaking as she clung to the tempered glass frame. “Help me before I—!” Dark scratched his head, laughing at himself.

“Alpha Alexander told me to assist you so you can come down to their feast upon waking up. ” Hearing the explanation, I hurriedly got out of bed, thankful that I could handle the pain between my legs while walking, I opened the door. “Woah, you are so glowing my lady. I appreciate you. ” Roxanne immediately praised me upon seeing my face. ‘Is that sarcasm or do I really look good even though I had just woken up? ’ Since I was embarrassed to confirm her words, I merely smiled while ushered her to get in. “Did you know you're the only woman who didn't make Alpha Alexander think of the guillotine?”

“What did you say?” Roxie smirked. “I thought you werewolves had supernatural senses; use them. Perhaps yours aren't working.” “You-” Roxie instantly cut her off by raising her hand. “I don't want to hear it, Princess. You are only going to spoil my mood. See you around.” With a wave on her face, Roxie turned and walked back to the crowd. “Roxanne!” she squealed with a stump of her leg on the ground. “Once the mating is done, I will get rid of you first. Fucking bitch! Just wait.”

I managed to say, even though I knew damn well I was not. The music in the VIP lounge suddenly changed to a sweet R&B beat that had Roxanne swaying her hips on her chair. “Why don’t you get up so we can dance?” Roxanne said, and I quickly stood up, ready to dance. We clicked our drinks together, chugging down the remaining drink in our cups, and proceeded to join the few people on the dance floor. “Oh, this is my favorite song,” Roxanne said, closing her eyes and twirling her body around. I was so mesmerized by her that I just stood there watching her instead of dancing.