Roxy Fanart Novels & Stories

I hate to say it, but Roxy was right. He's toxic.

So much time had passed since that day I was still shaken like this. I felt like laughing. Sinclair still had his dear Aurelia and was bothering me. Luckily another guest arrived. I moved over to capture the entrance 2 figures arrived at once, Rhys and Roxy stepped out of the car and immediately looked like the star couple. The paparazzi immediately took pictures. Rhys looked elegant more like a second-generation heir befitting of his name the ice prince next to the seductress Roxy Roxy was a more popular female star compared to his ex girlfriend Vivien Cruz because of an upcoming show Roxy and Rhys were paired together to boost the popularity. I captured every moment making it look like the

“I had a hunch and I metal-scanned Tequila and she did the same to me. It was in her wrist Bry. Her fucking wrist!” “Woah!” His orbs widened. “We need to get it removed quickly and really carefully.” “We already got rid of it Bry. One wrong move and I could’ve lost her.” Storm’s voice took a low tone as he ran his hand through his hair out of frustration. “That’s wild.” Bryan mumbled, still in shock. “Find the rat Bryan. For Ro- Teq, that much is true. “Yes boss.” Bryan smiled at his close slip-up. “I know she goes by Roxy, Storm.” Bryan looked up at him and Storm couldn’t wipe off the dreamy smile on his face as Bryan spoke about her.

Roxy had been relentless in her persuasion, a force of nature armed with glittery eyeshadow and an unshakeable belief that a party could solve anything. "It'll be fun! Everyone will be there. You need to let loose and celebrate our big win!" she'd argued, bouncing on the balls of her feet. I, wanting to be a good friend and secretly hoping Roxy was right, had reluctantly agreed.

Beneath the moonlight, Roxy's usually cold expression carried a sense of vulnerability that was never seen on her features before. Her eyes shimmered with tears, stirring pity in anyone who looked at her. She was dressed in simple denim shorts and a white T-shirt, with her hair neatly pinned up. This made her look like the 18-year-old she once was. It was as if time had left no trace on her. She'd simply grown into her womanly charms, becoming even more alluring.

As the rest of the girls stood still, April G made her way out of their circle. I must get out of here. But as April G started to run away, Roxy’s body began to glow with green energy, and she began to transform into a stone-like creature with bat-like wings and glowing green eyes. “You got to be kidding me,” April G said as Roxy escaped her time freeze. Roxy flew towards April G and not her against the brick wall leading at the end of the hallway. As Roxy charged at her, April G thrust her arms forward to freeze time again. However, Roxy seemed unaffected by heard ability and flew straight towards her.

Roxy Kane was no longer pretending to be tough. She lay sprawled across the wide metal bench on her back, legs forced wide apart and held open by Jax and Riley’s strong hands. Her firm ass and thighs glowed an angry, throbbing red from countless spankings. Both her holes, pussy and ass gaped openly, red and swollen, leaking a steady mix of her own juices and the winners’ spit. Her platinum-blonde hair was matted to her forehead with sweat, and her once-sharp blue eyes were now glassy and unfocused. Her own futa cock, still rock-hard despite everything, lay twitching against her toned stomach, the head shiny with fresh precum. Carla “The Crusher” Morales stood between Roxy’s spread thighs lik

I couldn’t sit here anymore, doing nothing while Roxy remained out of my reach. I tapped my phone and called Mia. “Mia, I need an update on Roxy. Where has she been?” “She’s been staying with her parents for the past two weeks,” Mia replied promptly. “Helping her mother recover. She’s been taking nature pictures with her phone and posting on social media…” I cut her off with a hand, already knowing enough. “That’s fine. Pack a complete photography gear set from our shop and wrap it up for me. I want it ready today.”

As always, you would never save me. "Ah! So, she's close to Logan, I believe?" Her voice sounded so delighted to ask him, but why? "Hi. I'm Roxy! You are?" She extended her hand to me so I slowly looked up to her. Roxy is still clinging her arm to Kyrie's while her right hand is extended to me. I second thought if I would accept her hand or not, but I still ended up doing it after I saw how sharp Kyrie's eyes to me for making her wait.

He’s being cruel/ Raya growled. “So you’ve saved the best till last then, I’ll forgive the late introduction,” Roxie purred, keeping her hand planted in his. Dex grinned and matched her flirting, “it certainly looks that way.” “I see we are matching,” as Roxie stepped forward, opening her shiny black leather jacket to put the material nearer to his. In doing so she knowingly displayed all her perfect curves at him, the tight mini dress highlighting everything down to the pink bra straps. Her grey eyes shone and my desire to run from this car crash was overwhelming. “Your jacket is older, darker,” she said, her eyes flitting up to his as she positioned herself near him. “it means business,” h