Roxanne Roxy Novels & Stories

said Rosalie as she sat down on the black satin bedsheets that seemed a little too similar to the ones in Aiden's room . " Don't be too surprised , this is the real me" said Roxanne as she leaned back and snuggled closer in the comfy looking pillows that almost swallowed her whole " I don't like those tight fitting skirts and tops where I feel my boobs are gonna flash any second , comfy tee and shorts - this is what I call heaven , ah " " Then why do you wear them?"

I took a step backwards in shock, unable to explain how any of this was possible. Her black hair, grey eyes and red lipstick was stunning, she glowed before us and even Austin gave her a second look. Compared to Rose she looked unreal. “Roxie…I didn’t know you would be here now. Apologies, Alpha Austin, this is Roxana Wyatt, my best friend from Fyrestone.” “What brings you to the conference Miss Wyatt,” Austin asked smoothly, taking his hand in hers. I noticed he had not even bothered with Rose’s. “Oh I live at the packhouse now,” she said chirpily, taking Rose’s arm in her own. She was too loud, too vulgar for this room even if she looked the part. Lived at the Packhouse, that could only me

he said nonchalantly and went over to the driver’s side. Roxanne rushed over to me, dressed in some elegant floral jumpsuit and a floppy sunhat that covered her greying chestnut coloured hair. Her cold and calculating blue eyes were hidden behind a pair of Dolce and Gabbana sunglasses, perched on a crooked nose. Her red coated lips stretched into a wide, yet somehow ingenuine smile as she wrapped her noodle arms around me.

The faintest hint of amusement danced on my lips as I waited for her to finish changing. I waited patiently, adhering to the principles of a gentleman, allowing Roxy the time and space she needed to change. After a few moments, I spoke up, my tone laced with a hint of sorrow. "Roxy, I'm not sure if we can reverse the aging that Haven did to you." I paused, then turned to face her, expecting to see her in the new clothes. But nothing could have prepared me for the breathtaking sight that greeted me. Roxy stood before me, radiant in the simple silver sweatpants and black shirt, her beauty shining through with an understated elegance that left me momentarily speechless.

"You and Ronan? I would prefer to drift around the world completely groundless than know the both of you." She watched me, disappointment evident in her eyes. "You know I will not let you go, right? Once that bastard Florian comes here, I am making sure it all ends here. I am making sure none of you will have the chance to hunt us anymore. Can't you see, Roxanne? You were the one with the expensive hobbies, wanting nice fairytale rooms... how do you think we were going to afford that?" "Definitely not by killing the same people who helped you out of poverty."

Beneath the moonlight, Roxy's usually cold expression carried a sense of vulnerability that was never seen on her features before. Her eyes shimmered with tears, stirring pity in anyone who looked at her. She was dressed in simple denim shorts and a white T-shirt, with her hair neatly pinned up. This made her look like the 18-year-old she once was. It was as if time had left no trace on her. She'd simply grown into her womanly charms, becoming even more alluring.

The door cracks open and a girl peeks in, looking around like she was expecting a dinosaur to be here. “He is not in Janice.” Jessica says patiently. Janice visibly sags and walks in, she drops down next to me. “Hello Janice, I'm Roxanne.” She blinks from behind her huge glasses, the glasses looked like it was more than two frames. Too heavy for her tiny body. “Janice meet my friend Roxanne, she is also pinning for a guy. Although I will never understand what you see in Cam.” Janice blushes like the Cam in question was here. I would gag but best not do it in front of her.

The thought flashes across my mind before I can stop it. Brief memories surface. I block them out, stepping back from Ragnar, wondering if he could read my thoughts. "It would surprise you, the emotions a 5-year-old can feel." Ragnar regards me, his expression unreadable. I hate the way his eyes go over my small frame, making me feel so seen. I knew the black gown was a bad idea. Finally, he reaches into his coat and pulls out a small handset. "Fight for me tonight, Zoya. Then you can call your alpha boyfriend and whoever you wish."

Clara said and approached her. The rabbit opened its eyes wide and looked at Clara. Even though Clara didn't show her ears, the rabbit recognized Clara as a fox. Clara has bright red curly hair. Her slanting eyes are significant and seductive, and even her heart-shaped lips are incredibly dreamy. Clara is such a beautiful and charming fox. Feeling safe, the rabbit turned into a beautiful girl again. "My name is Dove. I'm sorry that I slept here without your permission." Dove talked in fear.

A big play, well played, and I'll be able to make him forget me for the rest of his life. ...... That time, it was a cruise ship's chamber of commerce. The surface is a listed company's annual meeting, in fact, is a drug dealer's big party. The company's main business is to provide a wide range of products and services to the public. The first thing that I did was to get me to make a mistake. First, she made a fool of me at the banquet, and then boldly seduced Chen Boyan in front of me. Chen Boyan did not refuse.