Roxanne Lyrics Novels & Stories

"I've been hearing that for the past nineteen years mum, but you still can't explain it to me. Why are you keeping me locked in here? Why don't you want me to go out? I don't even know what the outside world looks like. The only people I know in my entire life Is just you and miss Margaret. Come on mum, I'm nineteen already. Isn't it enough?" She heaved a sigh and closed her eyes. Then she opened them and placed them on my cheek. "I love you, Roxanne" she said sadly. "And one day, you'll get to understand I'm doing all these for your sake.

At Ciel's mansion, the atmosphere was in a celebratory mood. There were lovely fragrance sprayed across the whole area of the mansion. Although out of sight, there was a string quartet playing with a low, steady and reverent sound. Everything was planned out to be spectacular for her. Roxanne stood at the edge of the corridor, one hand resting lightly on the swell of her stomach, the other clutching a bouquet of ivory peonies and olive branches. Her gown shimmered like moonlight, simple silk, no train, no veil.

She had never imagined to have dinner, no precisely, a romantic dinner date with a popular celebrity chef. Anvesha was surprised at the spellbinding arrangement of the glowing pink and white lights against the backdrop of the greenery of the majestic terrace garden. She took a deep breath, savoring the soothing instrumental music that played in the background. The colorful combination of the exotic flowers, beautiful red roses, attractive orchids, carnations and lilies added to the dreamy dinner date. She released the breath she was holding when she glanced at the captivating assortment of the red roses and white carnations arranged immaculately as a big heart glowing radiantly amidst the da

It’s just her glass was already empty, only left with half-melted ice and diluted drops of the alcohol that was once there. Roxanne continued to glare, her cold aura keeping men away from her, even if she was seated on the furthest high stool at the bar. She was in her black bodysuit and miniskirt that mapped her exact shape, but only those who could survive Everest in jeans dared to come close to her at this point. Before she could order another drink, someone reached out from the side and placed a glass of Sazerac next to her empty one. Roxanne was going to ignore the company, but she was shocked by that glittering Winter Equinox staring straight at her from his wrist.

It would give her a great sense of achievement if she could conquer a man as powerful as Zayn. At the thought of that, Roxanne’s heart was set ablaze. She walked toward him and spoke in an alluring tone, “Zayn, it was really fortunate that you showed up tonight. Otherwise, I would’ve been raped by that animal Rickard. I’m truly grateful!” Zayn took two steps back, keeping his distance. He smiled and said, “It’s nothing. Don’t worry about It.” “It’s nothing for you, but I owe you a huge debt!” Roxanne stared straight at him and said with a blushing face, “Zayn, I like you. Stay the night so I can repay your kindness properly, alright?”

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.

If she could just use her last remaining bit of strength to get there. Something hit Roxanne on the head again and the sound of laughter was the only thing she heard before the world blacked out. Roxanne dreamed. She was on the beach now. The sun is shining warm on her face and casting its golden rays on her skin. The sea was laden with roses, each and every one of them beautiful and afloat on the water, each and every one of them bearing the same color as her hair. Roxanne could tell they weren't the normal red of roses, they looked like someone had taken that red and set it ablaze, like a fire burned at the very edge of the petals.

"I'll tell you that when we meet tomorrow." "You are being rather mysterious, Sunshine." Lance said with a chuckle. "At times what we need to keep our life entertaining is a little mystery." Roxanne said and without another second to spare, she hung up. A few seconds had gone by before she suddenly slapped her palm to her face. "'At times what we need to keep our life entertaining is a little mystery?' What the hell, Roxanne?" She groaned in embarrassment. Maybe she shouldn't have said such stupid words. The blonde sighed, shook her head and turned around to enter her car when she heard the sound of rustling footsteps behind her.

She quickly turned her head to the side and took a slow breath, as though that alone could chase away the memories that kept resurfacing without permission. Near the vanity table, Orla was quietly arranging several dresses and replacing the flowers inside a crystal vase. The moment she noticed Roxanne was awake, the maid immediately stopped what she was doing and hurried over. “My Lady.” Roxanne slowly pushed herself upright until she rested against the headboard. Her long hair fell messily over her shoulders, softening her usually elegant appearance. “What time is it?” she asked quietly, her voice still slightly hoarse from sleep. Orla lowered her head respectfully before answering carefull

"You have enemies, Roxanne. The rogues are still out there, and I have rivals who would love to use you to get to me. I cannot let you walk out of these borders." "I am not your prisoner, Alejandro," Roxanne replied, her voice steady. "I am not a weapon for your enemies, and I am not a trophy for you to guard. I am a woman who needs to breathe. Every time I look at you, I see the dungeon. I see the whip. I cannot heal while I am here." Ophelia, who had been listening from the doorway, stepped inside, followed by Luna Kathryn. They looked at the Alpha, their faces grave.