Roxy Richter Novels & Stories

“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.

I said after a moment trying to change the topic, while glancing sideways at her, “you’re… you know, like gay?” With a sly smile, Roxy unlocked the passenger side door. “Bisexual, actually. I enjoy both. Why limit yourself, right?” she said casually, then leaned close that her breath brushed my ear, making me shiver. “You should try it sometime, you know.” I blinked from shock, stepping back a little, feeling my cheeks heat up. “Uh, no thanks,” I said quickly. “I…I think I’ll pass.” Roxy straightened and chuckled quietly “Suit yourself.”

"Sounds bad, I know, but they're really gourmet-fresh. My favorite is blackened fish, but he likes ground beef." "He?" Hunter's heart irrationally skipped a beat. "Oh. Roxy. I think his real name is Richard, but he refuses to answer you unless you call him Roxy. He's a professional drag queen, so his workday starts around eight o'clock at night. I come home from work, and he's just getting ready to head out."

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?"

Suddenly, she blushed at the embarrassment. Roxy Barbara Ventura: Of her three friends, she is the most open to everyone. She's a brave woman, Serious, Sexy, Smart and above all, Beautiful. She's also a certified Malditah. Roxy is an Accountant Graduate, plus a CPA board passer. But she doesn't work in the government or any bigger company, because in the company they built, she works as a guardian of the Accounting Department of the entire Malditah. "Welcome back, baby. We really miss you. Here, this is for you." It is a sexy lacy Peggy's night gown given by Ayesha. She thinks it's too vulgar. She blushed even more.

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.

Abigail I cleared my throat and asked the question I’d intended to the moment I’d walked in. “Is Roxy around? Roxanna Davis?” A young man at the closest desk looked up from his monitor, blinking as if startled to be directly addressed. “She just stepped out,” he said quickly, voice pitching upward. I was just about to ask when she’d be back when the door behind me opened, and there she was, Roxy, wearing her usual bright smile and commanding presence. She swept into the room like she owned it, and suddenly, the tension in the air cracked.

Author’s POV. The morning sun fell through the large glass walls of the Rodriguez headquarters, spreading a soft golden light across the office. The day was bright and business was good. Allen sat at the far end of the meeting room, his hands folded neatly on the table. He wore a dark gray suit that matched the mood of the room — calm, serious, powerful. Across from him sat Old Grandpa Rodriguez, the man who had built the empire with his own hands. Allen leaned forward slightly. “Sir, the company’s stocks have risen by twenty percent this quarter,” he said, sliding a folder across the table. “The new deal with the foreign investors has pushed our name further into the international market. W

The waves crashed mercilessly against the side of the vessel, and Alexandro stood at the helm, soaked to the bone, his cloak heavy with rain. His eyes scanned the endless stretch of sea ahead, as if by some miracle, Serena would appear from the mist. His wolf, Ravik, was restless inside him, growling with frustration and fear. Every second that passed without a trace of her was unbearable.

That's my girl. “ Okay, explain.” I tell them snapping my fingers at Creed as he watched Charlotte eat her food “ oh right” he said shaking his head “ We found traces of his scent in the west end of the territory.” Ryan says I raise an eyebrow as Charlotte hands her coffee to Creed for him to hold. He takes it without hesitation. “ on our territory??” She says through a mouth full of food. Reaching her hand back out for her coffee. Again he hands it to her without blinking.