Roxas Diary Novels & Stories

Second page had another small nore ," Hey dear diary , you know what I am really lazy but i still wanted to wrie down some important things and moments i wanna remeber so i am not gonna talk to you daily . I will talk to you only when i have beans to spill . Otherwise my life is boring you won't be interested at all ,Don't mind . Cynthia smiled reading the note she suspected whoever this Natasha is she is really kinda funny . Cynthia then turned to page 3 , there was still no daily update it was another small note actually kinda big . "Okay I was just about to pack you up , but then I thought I should introduce you to myself . My name is Natasha warraich . I know you saw it on the first pag

Roxy says while going inside the room and I follow suit. "When were you planning on telling us?" I ask and Maeve purses her lips. "Sorry guys, I was planning to but since both of you caught me..." "Luckily we didn't get you pants down. Things were about to turn into a rodeo ride in here. Something like the famous Fifty Shades of Grey," Roxy says and I chuckle. "Come on, Roxy. It wasn't like that," she tries to explain herself. "The guy was all over you like a zombie eating your freaking brains out. Better yet, like Dracula, sucking blood from your neck. Blah! Blah! Blah! I need blood," Roxy teases.

Clara leaned over and what she saw made her blood run cold. Standing in the doorway was Roxy. She was completely nude. One glance over her showed dried cum on her thigh and any wolf with a halfway decent sense of smell could tell Lucas had been all over her. "Did you get..." her voice trailed off when she saw Clara and Lucas. A huge grin formed on her face. "Hi Clara," she said. "Did you want to join Lucas and I in some fun?" "Clara it's not what it looks like." Clara backed out of Lucas' arms. He stood still while Roxy leaned against the doorframe, completely shameless.

Aside from some old furniture, it was mostly empty now. Christina looked around slowly. Suddenly, she discovered a diary hidden in a compartment in the desk. She flipped to the first page. Her breath caught when she saw the twisted, fear-filled handwriting, and she immediately realized it was written right after Paige had been assaulted. "Why did they do that to me? I hate that man in the black jacket—the one they called Ro. The scar above his left eyebrow haunts my dreams… I don't want to live anymore, but I worry about my brother… I hate this!"

They slipped on transparent plastic aprons. “On your stomach first,” Freya commanded softly. They slowly peeled my leggings and panties down my thick thighs, exposing my smooth, plump ass and already-wet pussy. “Fuck, look at this perfect ass,” Jess moaned, spreading my cheeks wide. “Completely waxed and ready.” Freya ran her bare fingers over my tight pink hole. “So pretty… and already twitching. Have you been watching naughty videos, thinking about women playing with your holes?” I moaned loudly as Freya pushed one slick finger deep into my ass. “Oh god… Doctor!”

Alexander smiled sadly. “Your memories are coming back.” Aurora picked up the rabbit carefully. Its tiny stitched ear brushed against her fingers. “It feels familiar.” “It should.” Alexander’s expression darkened. “Mom fixed that tear herself.” Aurora’s eyes blurred again. She hugged the toy against her chest. Then remembered the journal. “My mother’s diary.” She picked it up from the open drawer. The leather felt worn. Loved. Protected. She opened the first page. The handwriting was elegant.

I still have nightmares of the ass-kicking I recieved that day. "No, dude forreal. This isn't a prank. I just want to see something." I said. He cocked his eyebrow at me and shrugged. I put my hand up to his face for him to sniff it. Once he did, his eyes grew wide. He grabbed my hand and pulled it closer. "What.... whats that amazing smell?" He asked. I see his eyes swirling with black, letting me know that Jax, his wolf, was trying to come out.

All my possessions abandoned for now in the library I jog over to the far end of the compound where the bright, crackling bonfire towers high, sending billowing black smoke into the clear sky. It wasn’t hard to spot Roxie, as usual she was in neon, a lemon and lime coloured mini dress paired with a black leather jacket. It looked ferociously expensive, but then I guess she can afford it. /Don’t be bitter/ Raya scolded as I sighed, hoping the breeze would whisk away any remaining scent of arousal on my skin.

I can only conclude because this is not written in the diary either. "Does Duna actually know what a diary is?" I complained. After storing the ID Card and mercenary ID in the drawer, I took some packets of cookies from the cupboard and read the diary again. If I look again, the first few pages have been torn. Maybe Duna used to write a diary, but suddenly made this book into a notebook. Starting from the Xenobeast category, mercenary system, base system, to how to use guns and laser swords. January 27, 3043

I turn hearing Demitri, his hands throw something towards me and I catch it. It’s Daisy’s diary. “Why do I want this?” I look at him confused. “Read it, Calix, you can refuse but you should read it.” “Are you fucking crazy? I’m not reading her Diary!” “Cal, read from the page I marked. That was the date we found out everything and brought Rosalie back. Maybe if you fucking read it you won’t be such a heartless cunt.” He turns and walks out. My eyes glance at her Diary. Opening it, I sit and read, the first page alone hurts, I never knew she was listening when came in with Rosalie. I thought she was upstairs. As I read through it, I can see it’s me.