Roxanne Roxy Novels & Stories

she tried off. “This tuna? It's untouched, Roxanne,” I said and rubbed my forehead. She shook her head, her eyes wide with terror. “I swear the cat ate the tuna. What's going on?” “Roxanne you have to be contained till you're back to normal.” “I am normal,” she protested. “I'm not crazy, Alpha.” I sighed in exasperation. “Fine. Who did you see, Roxanne?” “A woman,” she said hastily. “She's tall and really beautiful. Her red hair was in a French plait and her green eyes were almost lifeless. Freckles adorned her cheeks and her dress was royal. Brown in colour with lovely designs.”

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.

"Mom, I just saw a Lamborghini Murcielago coming out from the direction of our mansion." Roxana said in a daze. "I haven't seen anyone come to our house in months." Roxana wears a short, tight dress, just enough to cover her sexy butt. Roxana's whole body gave off a strong smell of alcohol, red lipstick smeared, mascara smeared on the corners of her eyes. Last night she must have had such an orgy that she didn't come home, and it was past dinner time when she came back red-rimmed.

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.

The door opened shortly and Roxanne made her way inside, with her head lowered to the ground, as she usually did. “Good day to you, your Majesty.” She muttered softly under her breath. “Greetings to you too, Roxanne.” I answered as I watched her closely. I shouldn't watch her like this, but I can't stop. I can't help myself. The leather of this armchair suddenly feels hot. She's standing in front of me, pretending to be fascinated by the useless rug, but I know she feels the weight of my gaze. She's been here not up to an hour and that fact is both a glorious privilege and a beautiful torment.

No way could I make them laugh like Jane did, but I did my thing. The cheers died down as I took up the mic, and expectant eyes watched me all around. "Hi everyone, I'm Roxanna but I prefer Roxy" I shifted from side to side as I prepped myself to continue talking. I didn't prepare or anything, so I was basically winging it. But as always, my demeanour was straight and confident. "There isn't much about me to tell, except that I have a weird obsession with turtles and I was convinced that the universe was somehow against my existence. " I chuckled at myself for admitting that, and I was surprised when they laughed too.

Chapter 25 —A Distraction Narrator: Aylin was in the kitchen, arranging Sasha's snack tray, when the sound of heels echoed on the marble floor. She didn't have to turn around to know who it was. Roxanne's perfume arrived before she did. An intoxicating, expensive fragrance, the kind that lingers in the air like a damn mark of territory. “Well, look at you... so dedicated to your role,” Roxanne's voice was honeyed, with that false sweetness that barely concealed the edge behind it. “I suppose you have to earn a living somehow.”

A man in his twenties, 6'11, covered in tattos with short kept black hair, and the most beautiful green eyes i've ever seen. "Alpha Wyatt? What's wrong? Is everything okay??" Aunt Tara asked in a panic state. He didn't take his eyes off me. He started growling, and even though my heart was pounding, I couldn't look away. Something was pulling me towards him. He smelled delicious, and was sexy as hell.

The Ron guy came over. "Rosé" Kyle said. "All of us will take that." Kyle explained to Ron before he left to get the drinks. "It's good to come together again. So, Mia what did you intend to discuss with me?" Kyle shoved in his question. Mia dropped her fork back into her plate before talking "I am trying to fight rogues so I would need your help on knowledge about rogue wolves" "I will help you but first we will go see your sanctuary first" "Definitely" Mia affirmed. Ron came with the drinks, two bottles alone since the four won't go about drinking a bottle each.

Rose I look straight into her light green eyes as she continues to choke me—blocking my windpipe. My hands are gripping onto hers, trying to find release but her grip only tightens. She roughly pushes me against the glass window as she leans her face ever so closely; finding some sort of joy from this.