Roxanne X Chica Novels & Stories

"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."

I don't know what to do". I sniffed and buried my face in my palm. I was really so scared - scared for Roxanne. Damon's a beast and I can't let him lay his hand on her. "It's okay Harriet." Margaret said and drew close to console me. Zara's Pov: I stood by the door and listened to the moans of the lady as she screamed his name, begging him to stop. "Oh! Damon, please! Stop it. "Oh! Damon..." At first, all she wanted was to get on his bed. I mean, every lady wants to be in the arms of the Almighty Damon - but now she's finally gotten the opportunity, she's begging for him to stop.

"Well, your full name is Cincinnati Roxanne Lopez, twenty three years old, ex-stripper, hitman, other vices and there are also a few other details." "Like?" "You have people dear to your heart, Reynolds, Renata and Lauren the old widow." "Don't call her that!" I flipped. "Sorry, I didn't mean it that way." He apologized, a bit laid-back. "Wait how did you even find out I go by Roxanne? It's not even on my birth certificate or records." "I have my ways?" "Riiiight." I drawled. "How old are you?" "Twenty five, in August though."