Roxanne Roxy Novels & Stories

She brags. 'Okay, now can we figure out where we are? Because this isn't my room.' That's when my memories of collapsing into Owen's arms comes rushing back to me. Just thinking about him makes me blush, I feel my cheeks becoming red. 'Girl, you're already wet.' Roxs says, chuckling. 'And don't you dare call me Roxs, my name is Roxane.' She adds. 'I will call you whatever I want because you are my wolf.' 'Fair, but I will get you, don't worry Ruby.' She says, going off.

She stammered, "A-aunt R-Roxanne, I don't need this-" "Not right now... but you will need it in the future," Roxanne winked at Claire and picked out a few more sets of revealing lingerie before giving them to Claire. "I'm old but I still use these to seduce my hubby. After I give him a strip tease, he gives me whatever I want." Heat crept up Claire's face. Now that was information she didn't have to know. "Um... that's good?" She replied sheepishly. "But there's nothing going on between Oliver and me-"

I ordered all the dishes from the chef's special today. Roxanne arrived first and dressed up nicely. The moment she entered, she asked me, "Ms. Wyatt, how do I look today? Do I look pretty? Or, is this too much?" She cared so much about her appearance because she wanted to give Leo a good impression. "You look pretty good. I mean it." I was telling the truth. Roxanne looked pretty and sweet in the dress she had so carefully chosen. "Ms. Wyatt, I'm so excited and nervous. My palms are wet," Roxanne said bluntly, not afraid of being mocked by me.

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

Lex's voice was strained as he spoke, his eyes never leaving his brother's battered body. "Her name is Ellie, she's twenty-eight and has been living the life of a rogue for ten years. She is sarcastic, sassy and has an answer for everything. She loves to test Jayson, which is always amusing, she cares about Blake a hell of a lot and would do anything to see him safe. She is an Alpha and she's been dying to meet both you and Jamie since the first time she heard about the both of you," I smiled weakly. "I didn't mean what I said. Well, I kind of did because Jayson does let rogues get away with far too much, but I didn't mean what I said about her. I was just angry and upset," Lex sighed and I

“I don't understand.” “Your books, Rosie. I don't see them anywhere.” “You didn't ask me to bring them.” “I also didn't ask you to shave, curl your hair, put on make-up, wear this…” he drawled, gaze trailing over my body again. My cheeks burned hot in embarrassment. “This… obviously distracting piece of fabric, and I most definitely didn't ask you to wear a perfume that cost over two thousand dollars, Rosie.” Fucking bastard. He leaned back on the seat, finger brushing against his lips.

(Trigger Warning) Sneaking out of Xon was easier than Faith anticipated. She drained all the alcohol and stayed in her room for a while. She wanted someone to come to check on her, and that’s what exactly happened. She was pretending to be sleeping when someone walked into the room. By the sweet scent of their fragrance, Faith could tell it was a woman. Faith kept on pretending to be knocked out while this woman checked around the room.

~~~***~~~ [Damian] Damn, I had forgotten how strong a hybrid could be. I tried to get up from the ground and rolled out to the side to get away from her attack. I did not have the magic that a Royale possessed, only the strength was left. I peered at her. She spared a disgruntled look at me before speeding in the opposite direction. I couldn’t let that happen. I stood up with some effort and began tailing her until I skidded to a stop when I found Alexandra blocking her path.

Unless these girls are planning to kick me out. “What’s going on?” I question, when none of them say anything. Two of the girls exchange glances. One of them looks strikingly similar to Raven, with sleek long hair she has pulled back behind her with a band, however, her eyes are a soft green. She’s foreign to this Pack, and I can’t put my finger on where she might be from. Passion Pack, maybe? She has rather prominent features, with a straight pointed nose and a sharp jawline that only makes her expression harsher.

Being alive is not luck but natural intellectual survival skill CHAPTER ONE – ROAD TO RIYA The meeting was stated for 6pm and it was already 6:15pm yet Roxanne walked on comfortably down the busy street with no intention of hurrying down there clearly because she knew that the members of the youth group were born late comers–on the streets eyes stared at her, she was used to it already, it was not the first time, a lot of times guys have reminded her of how beautiful she was. Roxanne was a light skinned girl, so you would easily notice her complexion from the distance then her beauty throws men off guard but she never cared, Roxanne was an intelligent introvert who avoided people, she had ve