Roxy Morton Kingsman Novels & Stories

Can she leave him when the goddess gave them to each other? Mortus rubbed his cheek into her hand, feeling her warmth. Scorpia’s wings shook, by fear or the tingles that shot through her I would never know. “The King, or Emperor as he likes to call himself, of the Rogues is Virion,” Mortus breathed, raking in her scent. “He is started as a sorcerer and practiced necromancing.” Orion slammed his hand on the railing, breaking the trance Scoripa had Mortus . Shaking her head, she pulled his face back to hers. “Keep going,” she muttered. “This will help, keep going.”

But on him they were just another weapon drawing you in, making you forget how dangerous he was. But unlike the warm golden light filling the rest of the room, there was nothing warm in those eyes. They were cold. Calculating. And fixed entirely on me. "Commander Royce," he said, his voice deep and smooth as dark velvet. "You've finally arrived." "Your Majesty." Royce bowed low. "I bring you the Shadow Wolf. As you've been searching for these past weeks." "Yes." Damon stood slowly, descending from the dais with movements that were controlled and purposeful. "I have been searching."

You kept me in the dark and made me sick with anxiety. After they were pronounced Alpha and Luna and Adrian obeyed the priest willingly by kissing Iris, Roxy fainted, causing a commotion and had to be rushed into the house. Selina who was jerked put of her day dream by the noise called Adrian to go see to his friend, when she realised it was Roxy who had fainted. 'Adrian, Roxy has lost consciousness', she said sounding panicked. 'You have to go to her. Find out what the problem is and send for the doctor!'

Druid's Rise Maya felt Roxy's presence before she saw her – a dark, twisted energy that made her druid magic recoil. She'd just finished treating a pack member's pup when the temperature in the clinic dropped, frost crawling across the windows despite the desert heat outside. "Isn't this cozy?" Roxy's voice dripped venom. "The gentle healer, tending to her new pack." Maya turned slowly. Roxy stood in the doorway, but she was changed. Dark veins crawled up her neck, her eyes bottomless black pits. She wore Tank's bloodstained cut like a trophy. She looked like a crazed animal.

Damon explained it to her so patiently. "W...what are you?" She couldn't help but ask. A chilling smirk appeared on his face, if not for his hold on her she would've stepped away from him. His aura looked dark and vicious. "I'm the King of the rogues." He announced his title, making her gulp. She knows what rogue meant and if what she thinks was right then-

~Akara I'm so stunned, there is a moment where the man's lips are pressed against mine, before I push at his chest, sending him hurtling back cross the room. "Get off me!" I yelp, stumbling backward. The man stares at me, like I'm the crazy one. I've never seen him in my life. He has striking dark eyes, and slightly too long black hair, looking like a Scarlet Province native. He's nice to look at, but there is no way I'm okay with a stranger coming in here to kiss me. And now he's acting like I'm acting out of order.

“I assumed that Raven already told you the whole story-” “She did,” Roxy cut me off, and her nostrils flared in agitation. “But I still don’t see why you have to marry her.” “I don’t see why I need to explain my actions to you,” I fired back, and I narrowed my eyes at her. “You forget yourself, Roxy. I am the king.” Anubis grumbled at my response and then tried to reach out for Roxy’s arm, but the warrior pushed his hands away. He took a step back in defeat and sighed.

Her faloons exposed themselves against the monster's flesh as they slashed across the creature’s neck. “Don’t worry. I got this,” Roxy said. “Warcloud, wait,” Olivia yelled. But the feral agent’s ears become deaf to her comrade’s warning as the salamander glows crimson red, burning Roxy upon her next attack. “Ow,” Roxy reeled back in Rain as Scott ran by her side. “Rowan Cloud, you okay?” With no response, the panther changed at her smoldering adversary only for Scott to pull her back.

I let out quietly, and suddenly I feel him growl deeply into my neck before he begins kissing my neck slowly, his grip tightening around my body as I feel him tense. "Mine..." He lets out with a low groan, his tone possessive as he keeps me closer to him. I press my lips together and force myself to breathe normally, but I don't manage it. I bring my hands to his chest in an attempt to push him away, but I only find myself pulling him closer. I can't believe this is happening to me right now. Cole Drakov is the Rogue King... and here he is... having me pinned against a tree as he kisses my neck and claims me as his... and the worst part is...