Novel & Cerita Roxy Kingsman

This is another reason to stay away from Beatrix as she has a hold on him and his body. “ Ric! Do you want to…..” Roxy’s voice stopped abruptly as she opened the door without knocking. Sydney is still glued to him and her on his crotch. If someone is seeing them like this then it looks like they were doing something and the way Roxy abruptly stopped it sent the message to her that she had interrupted them. “ What is it, Roxy!” He turned towards the door, failing to loosen Sydney's clutches from around him. His body froze and his stomach dropped seeing that Roxy was not alone but with Beatrix standing beside her with a murderous look within a second she masked her emotions and came to a blank

she replied, bowing her head. All the orders of the king were remembered by General Accientsy, until they left the hall palace. When they came out, they met Regis Filius Damarion, the king's eldest son. It looked at General Accientsy. Just a teenager and a young girl when the two last met. But Regis Filius Damarion cannot forget her. Since they were young, he already wanted her. "Accentsy?" asked him, and stared into her eyes.

Yes, she absolutely loves the adrenaline that comes with the danger. However, things go wrong on a mission when and she ends up encountering Kane King; a tall, brooding and handsome man with a killer smile who keeps making her break her own rules. Ironic, considering the first rule is to never break any of her rules. Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Unless otherwise indicated, all the names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents in this book are either the product of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

"We are merely servants trying to fulfil the King's orders." "That silly girl stole my bread," The woman spat back. I was taken aback by her lack of respect. "Tell me where she is. I order you." "I follow orders from the King and the King only," The voice replied cooly, "The girl went out through the back. Now leave us to continue with our work in peace." The woman grunted and I heard her footsteps slowly fade away to nothing. My mouth opened and closed. A stranger risked getting herself in trouble to save my own neck.

But it was the way he was looking at me that made my pulse kick into overdrive. His eyes weren't just politely taking in my face. They were dragging slowly down the drape of my cowl neck, lingering on the heavy swell of my cleavage, before dropping to the tight knit fabric hugging my waist and thighs. It was a slow, deliberate appraisal. A hungry, calculating stare that made my skin prickle. "You must be Roxy," he said, his lips curving into a polite, devastatingly handsome smile. "I'm Leo. Arthur's son."

He walked slowly towards the edge of the bed. "Leave us," Arthur whispered, his voice cracking. "I will be right outside the door, sire," Liran said. He and Kaelen backed out of the room, the heavy iron locks clicking into place, sealing the King with his shadow. ------- The heavy oak doors of the grand council chamber swung open with a resounding echo. Arthur exhaled once. And became the King again He walked in. There was no tremor in his hands. There was no sweat on his brow. Draped in his heavy, gold-embroidered velvet robes, his spine was perfectly straight, his eyes cold and commanding. He looked every inch the monarch he was born to be.

Can't I just stay like this forever? “Are you awake or are you just going to lie there pretending to be dead?” The deep, cold voice cut through the haze like a blade. My eyes snapped open and I sat up abruptly, ignoring the scream of protest from my body and the dizziness that suddenly overwhelmed me. As my vision slowly cleared, my eyes zeroed on the figure across the room, the owner of the voice. It was the King. He sat in an armchair by the window, dressed in dark robes that hung open at the chest, revealing a glimpse of his toned chest. Behind him, the sky looked dull, it was either the early hours of dawn or the late hours of the evening.

“Change your mind real quick out there in the dark, didn’t you, princess?” I didn’t answer. I couldn’t. Gabriel stepped up behind me, his massive frame instantly blocking the doorway. His presence seemed to shrink the entire room. “Cut the crap, Roxy,” Gabriel’s deep, gravelly voice cut through the room. “She stays.” Roxy stood up, crossing her arms over her lace bra. She walked over, her eyes raking over my torn blouse and the raw, whiskey-rinsed scrapes on my hands. “She looks like a broken doll, Cerb. She won’t last a single song out there. The brothers will tear her apart.”

Their holograms were being projected at the table where only the Omni King, Kronos Von Spector, was the actual person there. From his right: Cyss Emperor, Alfredo El Chrome; Dwarf King, Gronta Pappy; Tiberian King, Argus Maximus; Elf Queen, Guinevere Whitehorn; Missoni Chief, Phulu; Cobalt Ocean Empire Emperor, Shima Melcros; and San Coro Empress, Cleopatra. “May I hear your opinions?” Kronos asked without starting the meeting with any formalities. There was no such time for that. Kronos was a human with ginger coloured hair and beard. He carefully shaved the beard on his cheeks so that only the area around his chin had hair. His hair was kept short and was covered by his crown. His shoulder

Roxy said "Shut up Roxy" he said while throwing a piece of bread at her "wassup with you ma" he said looking at me I rolled my eyes "nothing, same as earlier" "Why you always giving me attitude for, I'm just trying to get to know you" he said smiling sweetly "Whatever" I mumbled I'm definitely not falling for "his type" again he's just a big player just like King I shadow fell over the table and I looked up to see some brown skin girl she was pretty, but she looked pissed