Roxanne Wolf 18+ Novels & Stories

Written by Evelyn Mba ©®©® @Paranormal @Romance MR. GORGEOUS Two weeks flew by... The sun shone brightly..the wind blew caressing each skin. Roxanne stood on the balcony of the library, her eyes fixed on the book on her hands. It was too abnormal to her.. she was reading a paranormal story, something she has never read before. It was all about Wolf's. She sighed and closed the book. The book title was; A DEMON IN LOVE

And she let another moan out as her hands hugged me tighter against her. I slipped another finger in and started moving my hand. I pulled away from the kiss and looked at her. Her eyes had full on turned from human to Wolf. She looked so unreal and so beautiful. My left hand rested on her neck as i moved my right hand faster in between her legs. She moaned and groaned while bitting her bottom lip. I used my elbow to stop the shower from running. We were using cold water but it was still water. I lifted her right leg to my left hip and pinned my whole body on hers.

“ Son, not here. Too many ears. Let’s go to my office. I will tell you what I know about them “. Eros ushered all of us inside. We walked through the garden into the house and we went up to his office on the second floor. Once we were all seated and the door was locked, I once again asked the same questions. “ Eros, please explain, we need to know what is happening. Why are you on edge?” He exhaled audibly. “ Raven is not an ordinary wolf. She is the Raven Wolf? The rarest kind.” “ Wait Eros, are you talking about the war wolf ?” Allison’s eyes widened. “ Yes, I am” “ No that can’t be…" her pulse rate increased and fear flared out of her pores. " Raven is a late bloomer, “ Allison said with

Roxanne I hit the road immediately I was able to get the antidote from Moscow. I hope this works out, as I needed to get out of this pack. Being wolf bane was toiling with my mind. I couldn’t transform, I couldn’t use my powers, and I couldn’t even speak to my wolf, and being among other werewolves made me conscious of that fact. I hope this works out so I can leave the pack and return to Los Angeles, I already missed my life as a doctor.

From the hilltop I watch the sky impatiently, can't wait for the time when Eclipse Moon's pack run starts. Meg, my mate! I have to find her scent among the hundreds of raging werewolves, and I bet you I will. She is like a fresh sea of flowers, with the magnolia standing out. But there is something else about her scent that makes me wary. It looks like my mate is not yet of age, she is under twenty-one. I chuckle, knowing exactly what is going on. My intense desire for her has added a stronger element to my scent, one that she cannot ignore despite her young age. In any case, she must already be eighteen, which is the minimum age for a wolf to detect his mate. We can't mark each other yet

Rosa::: After a while of being lost in the nap ,i finally begin to sober up gradually ,i slowly get up from the ground and slowly walk towards my shelf gradually while trying not to break anything else as i move to go prepare myself a strong coffee ,to ease and speed up my recovery ,I'm an alpha and i have to be strong ,never giving any he wolf the pleasure of hurting me ,not anyone ever ,i need think straight and to be strong emotionally so i can be there to make the right decisions for my pack ,i walk up stairs to my room to fix my self up properly before returning back to the party ,its time for the extras ,this is when its no longer about the couples but about the drinks and dancing ,thi

"You seem braver, I will start with you first and let your friends watch," Roxanne strived to dissuade trepidation from ingesting her nerves but she couldn't help the emotion but she kept her brave front and even when her insides felt like they were being fried, she restrained herself from shrieking. "You are indeed a Luna, Roxanne but let's see how far you can maintain your brave front, nothing would give me more satisfaction than watch it crumbles," Yarkona asserted, increasing the afflict on the she-wolf and soon, Roxanne's screams were taking every part of the penitentiary.

“That as it may be, but it isn’t safe. Come on Roxy, quite being a brat and a stupid one at that.” “What the fuck? Did you just call me stupid?” I slap his chest with my hand, it’s hard as stone. “Is this some kind of kinky foreplay?” he asks as he chuckles. The deepness of it makes my core tighten. “Like you’d be so lucky, asshole.” I turn away from him but he grabs me from behind and wraps those strong arms around my waist. “Give it up already, Roxy. The wolf has the right to live in peace does it not? If you sell those pictures to the magazine, you are inviting all kinds of trouble to our pack and to the wolf and the woods that are its sanctuary.”

~Amber’s POV~ ‘Mate.’ Roxanne’s voice filled with that same purr slammed into me with such deafening impact that it completely overwhelmed the understanding of what was happening to me, the knowledge she’d just sent flooding into my head seconds ago. I blinked, trying to push myself up to see the person responsible for the command that had torn through the night. Responsible for the heat rippling through me with a blinding intensity. All I caught was a blur—the biggest wolf I had ever seen with fur to match the darkness—tearing through the rogues in what felt like seconds. Claws. Teeth. Blood.