Roxy Dirk Novels & Stories

I assured him. “Again, can’t wait.” He sarcastically said, but I could’ve sworn there was a glint of relief in his eyes. “Enough of this gushy talk, tell me, how do you feel?” “Normal.” “Ok, good start. Come smell me.” Max asked, sticking his neck up for me. I took a whiff, sandalwood, but this time I sneezed at the smell. “Perfect. You're cured for the time being. Now let me go find a way to get rid of these urges for the beast, but not the beast’s sister.” Max began walking out mumbling something along the lines of, “can’t live with um, especially when they don’t let you kill the one thing that could ruin our clan.”

"Don't. You don't get to decide who risks themselves for you. That's our choice. We chose." Before I could answer, a figure dropped from the trees at the edge of the clearing. Lean and fast, with shaggy black hair and a permanent smirk that was missing tonight. Rook. He landed in the snow with barely a sound and straightened, brushing ice from his sleeves. "Big Bast," Rook said, and his voice had none of its usual sarcasm. "I've been tracking your Elder Voss. The creepy one with the dead eyes." Kellan stepped out of the tent. "What did you find?"

I just couldn't wait to have her by my side. "My name is Derrick" I stretched my hands. "Jasmine Brooke" She shakes his hands. I took her already cold hands into mine and wasn't ready to let go. I wanted to be more than her mate. She smiled at me while gazing into my eyes, she saw me as her hero, I could tell. I immediately took off my leather jacket and covered up her bruised shoulder. I could see the tears built up in her eyes, I rubbed her hands softly. I was going to be her hope.

I have spoken to my dad briefly but avoided him because I don’t know how to explain why I loved Marcus, but I need to, Jake’s parents are his friends. “Roxy had a Dominatrix. They were together for three years. Roxy was her submissive. However, the woman let Roxy go. She used my business more than having a submissive herself. Roxy obviously was upset by it. She knew I owned it and somehow she got attached to you. She made it look like she wanted me hoping we would break up, but she wanted you.” So, we really didn’t know who Roxy was then.

Roland challenged me. "Roland, you went too far," Olivia warned him as she looked at Rayne who fought for her breath. I screamed out in pain as I tried to get out of this horrendous situation. After two minutes I managed to mimic Chris's power and reversed it against him, making him kneel down in pain and I also managed to make it work on Evans too, causing him to lose his ability to control water. Rayne fell on the ground and I rushed to her side. She was unconscious and cold.

That was how I liked it. My name is Allister Rowan. I am twenty four years old, and I am the Alpha of the Moonshine Pack. We are the last line of security for the werewolf royals, which means my pack is one of the most powerful in the region. But power only means so much when you are alone. I do not have a mate.

I feel used, handled, claimed in a way I’ve never known before. And still, even with all of that ruthlessness, my body still wants him. My own body won’t stop going against me. “Look at those beautiful marks on your skin,” Roxy says softly as she presses a towel to my hair, soaking up the remaining moisture. “It’s a shame we’ll have to treat those soon.” She isn’t smiling, Roxy rarely does, but there’s a silent satisfaction in her tone this afternoon. Pride, almost. As if she personally accomplished something just by placing me in the king’s path.

Oceane shrugged,"What the hell is wrong with that?" "If he wants to see some boobies then I'm sure that there are a lot of ladies, willing to display what they have got but not mine." Roe replied as she turned to face them, already dressed up in her workout gear comprising of a black two piece set,a bra top and a pair of leggings. "Exactly!" Hyde beamed at Roe for her answer and she offered him a smirk as she went over to the dumbbell. Oceane rolled her eyes at the both of them and didn't bother to turn away as she took off her own shirt right in front of Hyde,

The witches sacrificed these rogues to distract us. I tear one off my shoulder and sink my teeth into its throat. Blood fills my mouth. The thing doesn’t even scream, just dies with wide, unblinking eyes. Another one charges, and I rake it down with my claws, my wolf in full control now. I don’t have time to savor the kill. I’m fighting like hell to get to her. “Roxy!” I try through the mind-link. Nothing. I whip around and see Roxy, just for a heartbeat. She’s limp, draped across a horse like a broken doll. And she’s with her–-the witch.

Slow drops of rain kept hitting me and the weight of laying down was all over me. The hard smell of smoke and woods filled my nose as I slept there,but when my eyes opened all that I could see were tall woods. Where was I ? The question went into my head and the next moment I got my answer. Last night after the festivals my father tried to have me killed and I somehow managed to escape with the rogue Alpha. The rogue Alpha, the moment I thought of him, I snapped and got up but the adrenaline shot through me and forced me back on the floor.