Roxas Diary Novels & Stories

Tessa rolled her eyes playfully, and pointed towards Mallory. "So you've met my best friend extraordinaire, and our world famous stan account owner." Mallory shrugged her shoulders and grinned sheepishly. "Shut up, it's just your F******k page." She laughed lightly. "This here is Rox." Tessa pointed to the girl who had been sitting next to her on the couch. She had a blunt platinum blonde bob, and her nose was pierced. She looked like she was the oldest in the group, maybe twenty if I had to guess.

“Are you ready? Or do we need to go over anything once more?” I take a deep breath and smooth my hands over my tight black mini-skirt. “My name is Roxy, I’m 22, and I’m here on a school exchange program.” Dante nods. “Perfect. And if someone says you don’t look familiar?” “I say I know John.” “You’re ready.” I beam when Dante suddenly stops the driver. “Pull over for a second. Into the alley.”

Roxy said handing me a Kleenex "after today no more crying or letting other people get to you" "I nodded my head "Roxy why are you so good at pep talks you're like a counselor" "well I know how you feel" I gave her a confused look "what do you mean" "well before I lived in Florida, I lived in New York, Manhattan to be specific and I went to a private school full of snobs, when I was younger I was a lot darker than I am now and the kids at my private school were lighter so they would make fun of me telling me to go back to my own country and that I was an illegal immigrant and that I didn't belong there, so one day I took a container of bleach I was going to pour it all over myself but I want

Chapter 7️⃣2️⃣ ❤️ Rise Of Tyranox (3) ❤️ Continuation From Last Episode: "What's happening to me?" Rozralas uttered, closing her eyes and trying to breath through her mouth and nose but somehow she was finding it very difficult to do that. Nevera ignored her question and focused on the red moon which was getting bigger and casting darkness all over the kingdom. Rozralas nose began to throb, and she felt a sticky warmth spreading beneath her nostrils. She tentatively touched her nose, and her gaze fell to her stained fingers. Blood.

The 501st Joint Fighter Wing was inside the UA with the characters both heroes and villains from MHA, Roxy and I. Roxy was doing self maintenance on herself “do you need some help Roxy?” I asked Roxy nodded so started to do maintenance on Roxy “thanks rockstar” said Roxy “you’re welcome, Roxy” I said, Francesca walks towards me “hey Francesca” said Roxy, Francesca was scared “oh my g-g-od” said Francesca with a scared tone I look at Francesca “oh Francesca don’t be scared Roxanne means no harm” I said “don’t be scared Francesca, I may be menacing but don’t worry won’t harm you” said Roxy, after I was done doing maintenance on Roxy I pat her on the shoulder “thanks rockstar” then I jump on he

Lisa wasn't worth it and Rosa wasn't going to let Lisa inside her head. "I make him feel things that you can only dream of," she said. "Men don't just want me for my body, you know. I let him do dark things to me and he enjoys it. You can't make him happy, Rosa. You are far too vanilla and plain. You couldn't take the types of dark fantasies that Axel has. I can." She turned and showed rosa a long white scar that ran down the length of her back. It marred the perfect golden tan she had and rosa mouth dropped open in surprise.

"You'll find someone, Nicolas. Someone who can love you the way you deserve to be loved." "Maybe," Nicolas said, though he didn't believe it. Rosa stood up to leave, but something on his desk caught her eye. The diary hadn't been pushed all the way back in the drawer, and the page with his strange drawings was visible. "What's that?" Rosa asked, walking over to look closer. Nicolas's heart stopped. "What's what?" "This drawing." Rosa said. As she walked closer to him "Did you draw this?" Nicolas quickly moved to close the diary, but Rosa had already seen too much.

Bea struggled so much alone and has seen so many horrors in her life that she is closed off but she can't imagine what Roxy went through in this life. " I'm so sorry! I shouldn't have asked you." Beatrix apologized, putting her hand on Roxy's, and giving her a small smile. " There is nothing to be sorry about. It's just our life and we adapted it." Roxy said, pulling her hand back and placing the walls back around her a blank mask slipped onto her face and the arrogant and confident pixie returned to the broken and vulnerable Roxy. " Let's go!" A deep angry growl sounded beside them, gaining their attention.

“Yeah night. I see how you look at him. You think all that pink hair and light skin is going to take him from me?” “I’m sick of you always saying I’m not black enough. I didn’t choose to be mixed.” April G scowled. “Guess you didn’t choose this either.” Roxi garbled a pot of hot water and threw it at April G as she coiled from the splash. Unknown to April G, her left hand began to glow green as she lifted the silver spatula. In retaliations April G took the spatula and swatted Roxi across the face. As the metal spatula made contact with her face, the spatula shattered into tiny pieces as pantacles got into Roxi’s eyes.

Then, she quickly came back to her senses and asked, “That diary must’ve awakened your memory, right?” Baby Robbie nodded. Roxie sniffled and said with a choked up voice, “Robbie, I didn’t plan on leaving you that diary, but it was Sis Daisy’s wish. She told me to show it to you after you turned 18.” Baby Robbie was stunned. “Why when I turn 18?” Roxie said, “I thought it was odd as well, but now I understand Sis Daisy’s intentions. “She wants you to know that the military intelligence division girls are akin to ghosts who crawled out of hell. Their bodies and souls are dirty. It’s best not to contaminate yourself with your love for them,” said Roxie.