Roxanne Weasley Novels & Stories

"What is your name wolf?" The whining stopped and she growled, "I am Rinn and the Moon Goddess gifted me to you." "You were no gift, I was infected," I replied bitterly. "Well you lived and are now stuck with me and I am not an infection!" Exhaling deeply my frustration, Axel was watching me worriedly. "After you eat, let's go out to the woods so I can help you with your first shift," He said with wiggling eyebrows. Swallowing nervously I answered him with a meek, "Alright."

She looked at her mother and said, "Relax, Mom. By tomorrow, Roxanne won't be a problem anymore." Maya didn't elaborate further. However, there was a satisfied smile on her face. It was like she had just won the lottery. She sighed happily and returned to her afternoon nap. ... Meanwhile, Roxanne wanted to celebrate her victory so she called her bestie, Heather, to meet her for a drink. She stepped out of the car when she reached Heather's neighbourhood and just before she could take a step forward, two men approached her and asked, "Are you Roxanne Smith?"

“You're not one to break your promises aren't you? Your oath? Staying true to the conditions of a lost bet? I could go on and on.” “Fine!” She turned around and stormed off, slamming the door and making me chuckle lightly. It was fun tiling her up. My smile vanished just as quickly as my mind went back to the guy in the dungeons. It still didn't seem right. Darius had never met Rora so what would he benefit if she was gone? Of course he must have heard of her considering her unique standpoint in the werewolf community but what would he gain? I looked around and something caught my eye on the shelves.

Her hair was dark brown, almost black and her skin was half pale, half tanned. "With all my respect to you," I looked at the girl whom I assumed was Evelyn, then I looked at Elizabeth, "isn't she too young?" I asked her. "Don't worry, Evelyn is a very powerful witch," she assured me. Evelyn walked towards Rayne who was still in my arms and she placed her palm on Rayne's chest after she sat down on her knees in front of us. Suddenly, Rayne took a deep breath and she let out a small smile.

"...at the beautiful bride and her loving groom as they give us their couples dance!" A hearty appluase filled the room, almost deafening Roxanne's ears. "Oh my God! It's time!" Rayla said, clapping with excitement. Her red gown and red lipstick caused her to appear dangerous, just as dangerous as she really was. Her eyes fell on Roxanne. "Hurry Roxy! Mount the stage first!" She said again. Roxanne fought the urge to empty her glass of champagne on her sister's perfectly dyed blonde hair. Instead, she sipped from the glass and threw everyone a smile as she rose up.

She was very thirsty. "Now, tell me what's wrong, Mrs. Robertson?" I leaned in, genuinely concerned, meeting her dull grey eyes. "Is Roxanne okay?" Her eyes welled, her face scrunched in sorrow as she shook her head, "n-no." Nerves surfaced, just a little. "What's wrong with her?" The woman sniffled, "Roxanne was arrested and jailed." Shock and disbelief rocked my system. I pulled back. "What?"

"Thank you, Luna. I... I don't know how to repay you. I don't think I can. Thank you so much.” She smiled, a small but powerful gesture. "You will repay me by living. By not letting this vile tradition define you. Now, listen closely. This wing is my sanctuary, but it is also a fortress. We will not be leaving for some time. I will begin teaching you all that you need to know about this pack, its history, its people, and its secrets. Knowledge is power, and you are going to become a very powerful woman, Roxanne. Do you understand?"

But I didn’t hide it and just kissed her head. “I’m not a possession but only you that I allowed.” My heart was overjoyed when I heard her permission, but my omega interjected. “Okay, please stop flirting and help my mate, please,” Sue, my omega and servant at the pack house, politely pleads. “Right this way.” Roxanne smiled genuinely at them and entered the cabin, which I followed. Roxanne let her patient take a seat and prepared a syringe with a chemical that she had been working on lately. I could smell silver in them, but I was curious how she could make it non-lethal for werewolves.

"Either that or he is very powerful and control multiple rogues at one time." "Shit, this is bad. How long has she been gone?" "Her and her friend Roxanne have been gone for little under a month." "Are you sure this Roxanne is actually a friend?" I rubbed my hand over my face. "No, but she was born and raised in her mother's coven." "Witches? Oh, no, no, no! You want me to help you with witches, werewolves and vampires. You have lost your mind, August Mangata." She crossed her arms over her chest.

Roxanne stood at the light pink doorway with her arms crossed against her chest. She was already dressed, and dear goddess, she looked so good. Her dress was ridiculously short, revealing her perfect legs and it had a stunning red colour that suddenly reminded me of… “Is there a reason your dress is the exact same shade of red as Orion’s hair?” I questioned her with a small teasing smile on my lips. Roxanne rolled her eyes so hard they nearly disappeared into the back of her skull. “I will actually smother you in this bath if you don’t get up right now.”