Roxas Diary Novels & Stories

Anna pov I leaned back in my chair, twirling my pen between my fingers, trying not to stare… but let’s be honest, I was failing miserably. Professor Jeff was at the board, writing notes with his sleeves rolled up. The tiny flex of his arm as he moved, the way his tie brushed against his chest… my stomach flipped with every little movement. I couldn’t help the quickening of my pulse, the little shiver running down my spine. God… he’s ridiculously… perfect. And just thinking about him… I bit my lip, feeling a heat rush through me. I wish he could take me now…

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.

The media asked questions and Roxanne finally wrote a statement and answered them. Three days left until I go home. My family with my "girlfriend" just left. The door opened and Roxy walked in, "How's my favorite sexy patient...?" I smiled, "same as the last four days Xy.. I'm okay really.. how are you?" She sat next to me and today she wasn't in her Dr's coat.. She shrugged, "I'm all good.." then she yawned. "When last did you sleeo Xy?" "I haven't...."

I opened the diary to the year where I met Pietro. February 27, 2001. I closed my eyes and tried recalling his face. Whitney sat down while looking at me, she waits patiently. I closed the door and hugged the opened diary. I knelt down and started thinking of that year. Slowly, I started chanting To thee I bestow my soul, salvage my bane life back in time. I beseech thy salvation. I bestow my forlorn life to eternity. Grant me your benediction

I mumbled poetically, randomly gazing up to the sky with no stars like some kind of an actor. “What are you doing talking by yourself over there?” Rox appeared from behind me. “Oh, you’re here.” I turned around. “Didn’t expect to see you there.” Rox shot me a narrowing gaze. He seemed like he once again judging his own decision. “Anyways, I see that you have collected all the crystals without a hitch, and there are still a few seconds left in the timer.” Rox’s gaze slid slightly off focus from my face, probably looking at the timer at the top right of my view which is placed across the health bar. There is still about 37 seconds left and the timer had stopped moving.

Alex's cock throbs in Sara's mouth. Waves crash closer. Foam touches toes. Sun warms their bodies. Sweat glistens. The chain builds. Lena cums next. Walls squeeze Ben's cock. She squirts too. Soaks his groin. Ben pulls out. Strokes fast. Cums on her tits. Spurts cover the nipples. Lena smears it. Tastes a finger. Sara stands. Pushes Mia down. Sits on her face. Grinds hard. Dominant ride. Mia licks frantic. Fingers Sara's ass.

The real trail vanished into fog as Nyxara withdrew. By the time the first panicked calls echoed through the consortium’s ranks, Nyxara was already in her kitchen, pouring herself coffee she had no intention of drinking. The ritual grounded her, kept her hands steady. In the room’s silence, she could almost hear the city’s pulse—a heartbeat that would soon skip, then race, as those in power realized something irreplaceable had been stolen.

Watching the road below the way she watched everything, with the particular patience of someone who had learned a long time ago that threats rarely announced themselves. Caelith sat on the edge of the bed and talked. She started from the beginning. The dreams. The feeling on the street that first Wednesday. The black car and the chemical cloth and the ritual room with the candles that didn't flicker. The stranger who appeared and disappeared and submitted her essay and left her on a bench on a road nobody used. Zara, the courtyard, the blood deal. The journal. The friend she called at midnight who knew things she shouldn't have known from footnotes.

She is beautiful like a goddess, she has ears of a fox and reddish eyes like a ruby. Eduard was charmed by the beauty of the girl. A few moments later, he suddenly raise his sword, he pointed the sword to the fox girl. The knights by his side also move near him. They surrounded him. "You stay there, state your business and why did you run here". Roxy who was having a hard time to speak and catching her breath suddenly kneel. " Please help me, I need your help". Eduard was surprised to the action of Roxy. He notice that she was very tired and already breathing heavily. Her body looks worn out.

Roxanne felt a strange aura go through her body, "What are you doing to me?" At this, Mrs. Dieter opened her eyes, causing Roxanne to panic. Dieter's irises were as red as blood. Roxanne wanted to take her hand away from Mrs. Dieter's, but she couldn't. In a panic, Roxanne discovered behind Mrs. Dieter was a wall. On it was a picture of a demon eye staring at Roxanne. "Don't worry, it's just a little pain. Then your body and your soul will be mine.” Mrs. Dieter laughed throughout the room. Everything vibrated. Roxanne could see that the demon's eye was also arching in amusement.