Roxy Lalonde Novels & Stories

RIP his balls. I fiercely pull his hair back and hiss furiously, “I am straighter than the pole your mother dances on, Jax. And I am not gay, I am very much into vaginas. Send your mate to my room, I can prove you with the live telecast. But this mate thing was a big mistake done by the moon goddess. So tell me, how can I contact her?” If I could I would have sued Moon goddess by now. A low, sustained growl echoes through his chest, but soon it fades away. Jax doesn't reply, but a smile appears on his face. It widens so far that I could see his missing teeth. "So tell me, Alpha Ryan! How will you have your pups?"

“hahaha! Forgive! You want me to forgive you for what exactly, WHAT EXACTLY ARE YOU ASKING FOR FORGIVENESS FOR TOMAS XANI?! YOUR CURRENT TRANSRESSIONS OR YOUR PAST ONES THAT HAVE MORE NUMBERS THAN THE SANDS ON THE SEASHORES!” She shouts and there’s a strong wind around the court room with each word she speaks, the flames in her hair brighten “IT”S HIGH TIME I INTRODUCE MYSELF TOMAS!” she doubles forward and screams then rips her top off only then do I see that she has a mark identical to mine ‘a mates mark’ we all watch as Roho makes her first shift and emerges as a red Lycan, she stands tall and howls shaking the entire court room and Elder Tom drops to his knees.

she said. Easton frowned at the mention of Maverick. “I know someone who might have answers—someone who won’t sugarcoat the truth,” he said. “Who?” “Luna Sally Prill. She’s the only one around who doesn’t despise you. Even though she’s from a neighboring pack, she kn ows as much as anyone from that time.” Aurora nodded thoughtfully. “Then I’ll talk to her.”

I can't stand the sight of her with tears in her eyes. "He announced to the entire school what he thought of me. "I, Kristoff Lopez, will never ever, fall in love with Cyrene Steele. An ugly loser who thinks she can claim me as hers just because of this stupid bond." That's what he said." She said in between her laughs. She laughed until she broke into tears. I wiped the tears that fell on my cheeks. I couldn't find a word to console her. Obviously, she is still deeply hurt.

Blood trickled from her leg, and I realized I might have done more damage than I intended. "Are you okay?" one of her friends asked, kneeling down beside her. "Get away from me!" she screamed, her voice trembling with both pain and humiliation. "You’ll pay for this, Coraline!" I stood tall, feeling a rush of adrenaline. They had underestimated me, and now they knew what I could do. But just as I thought I’d won this little battle, Zayn’s voice cut through the tension like a knife. "You're here to train, Coraline. Not to cause trouble. Cynthia can’t train now because you broke her leg!" his voice was stern.

I immediately turned towards the voice, and I folded my hands in fists at my side. You? It was one of those women I had seen with Bob, Leo's concubines. She was the one called Elivinia. She was dressed in a hot short dress meant for clubbing, and her dress was open enough to reveal the cream colored mounds she had. Her head was tired up with the ends plaited together. At the center of her head was a hair pin which looked like it was there to make it look nice than clipping her hair together. I gave her a disgusting look, a smirk forming at the side of my mouth. "And that fragile woman is now Luna, how about that?"

With all this happening, she was determined to make the company rise again so she could rub her success in the face of her enemies who said she would fail. Rosy was working on some project files she believed would help make some difference in the company's performing metrics when her phone buzzed with a message. She shifted her gaze to her phone and saw Lyla's name in the bubble notification. She picked up her phone, unlocked the screen and tapped on the image which she had downloaded into her gallery. Her eyes widened at what she saw. The original documents of Mingle International. The document she was tasked to look for. From the content Lyla sent to her, she realized Mingle International

So, she needed to stay back and fix everything for herself. Layla made up her mind and she decided to go back to the rogue pack. She wanted to tell them one thing. To tell their alpha about how Ariel had been swayed by her love for their enemy Damien. She knew that they were going to be really annoyed by this, and that was what she wanted. She wanted to see how Ariel was deeply in love with the enemy, Alpha Damien. Someone who is a great enemy of the Rogue's pack. Before Layla got to Williams, she tried thinking about the reasons why she shouldn't tell him about how Ariel was crazy about Damien, but she couldn't think of any sensible reason. That was a sign that she actually needed to tell W

Killian “Her name is Roxy Longo,” Fred said as he paced along the terrace, his hands tucked into his old leather jacket. “No affiliations to any families that I know of.” “Five million dollars is a lot for one dame,” I said dryly, leaning against one of the stone pillars supporting the arch over my front door. A moth fluttered around the light a few feet above my head. My eyes tracked back and forth, following Fred as he continued to pace, occasionally stopping to kick at a leaf or piece of gravel. I sighed. “Was she sold at an auction?”

Her senses sharpened, every instinct telling her to run, to shift, to fight—but her body remained still, locked between terror and fascination. “What do you want with me?” she demanded. Maeron stepped inside, his presence filling the space like a shadow stretching across the room. The door closed behind him without him even touching it. “You were taken for a reason,” he said. “And now that you’re here, your true purpose can begin.” “My purpose?” she echoed, scoffing. “My purpose is to be with my mate. My husband. Do you have any idea who you’re dealing with?” “I know exactly who Alexandro is,” Maeron said. “And I know what he plans to make of you. A Luna. A weapon. A queen.” He walked to the