Rudeus X Roxy Novels & Stories

Turning at the window, the man murmured venomously, “Ryan- The Ruthless Rockstar!… Soon I will end your fame… your eminence… and then your life…” ***********

It was a grim night. Great, fat droplets of rain were splattering mercilessly onto the cobbled streets of Eresus. This could only mean one thing: Autumn was coming. I trudged back from the market, my arms empty of all supplies and my empty pouch slapping against my thigh. It had not been a good day. Not only was I soaked through with the rain, but I also had nothing on me after a day's worth of begging. No food, no water, no clothes, how were my family going to get through this Autumn?

Ryker and a few other rogues moved closer, forming a loose barrier around the altar. I took a deep breath, trying to steady my racing heart. “This was supposed to be my moment of freedom. Why did she have to ruin it?” The council leader continued, “Alpha Darius, step forward.” Darius moved to stand before the council, his expression unreadable. “Do you, Darius, swear to uphold the laws of the Moonlight Accord and lead your pack with honor and justice?” “I swear it,” he answered without hesitation. “Then, by the authority granted to us by the High Council, we hereby recognize the Rouge Pack, renamed as the black fang, as a sovereign and lawful pack under the Accord.

It was a one-bedroom apartment with a living room—very spacious. He acted completely at ease, helping me make the bed, then picking out the roses from the congratulatory bouquets the seniors had left at the door. "I'll take care of these for you." "How did you know I don't like roses?" "When you were tutoring me before, one of my mom's friends gave her a bouquet of roses. I saw you frown. I figured you probably didn't like them." Hearing his explanation, I froze for a moment. Just because he saw me frown once?

“Is that the way you treat me after all this time without seeing me, come here give me a kiss, my little precious.” I see red in front of me, my fists knock on the door and a few more blows and I’m almost knocking it down. I don’t recognize my voice anymore, it’s a guttural sound and animal like, that yells Maggie’s name, like a war chant. Slowly the doors open and a good looking tall middle aged white man appears behind a pale Maggie, hugging her shoulder in a possessive atitude snuggling up my girl. I wouldn’t like to see my face right now, the beast transforms inside me, and I’m losing the fight. Even though I can smell sour from both of them, and without touching a hair on that damned ma

Éclipse is the hottest club in the city, a place where power and indulgence intertwine beneath flashing neon lights. The moment we step inside—through the VIP entrance, of course—my nostrils are assaulted by a mix of smoke, sweat, and something sharp and unpleasant, like cheap cologne mingling with stale alcohol. The bass-heavy music vibrates through the air, a pulsing rhythm that seems to dictate the movement of the crowd below.

Nazir and I reach the border in the woods first. I decided it would be safer not to shift, staying in our human form for now. The border is decided by the ravine, and it's almost perfect how the set of trees doesn't grow in one line, signifying this split between the territories. According to Rheyes, going further than this is dangerous; the rogues roam these woods and communicate too well with each other. There are two big rogue packs; one is in the east, where Rheyes has done his work, and one in the west.

The man is always snapping at someone. Harold smirks at him in reply before turning to Lydia, “What pack did you come from?” “What part of not your concern do you not understand?” Gray tells him. “Besides you should not be asking that kind of question,” Ray speaks up. “What, is it touchy topic for rogues or something?” Harold asks. “Are you not a rogue?” Lydia asks. Harold laughs, “Me, no I’m just really good friends with this asshole. I guess you can call me a rogue supporter or a rogue by association.”

Roxy screamed out her orgasm as Ivy licked up her juices, savoring the taste as she turned to me. Fuck me. Ryder was right. She definitely did change my mind.

“Even if I… find you… some guy?” “I find me some guy, Roxy.” Kelsey groaned at the strange and failing negotiation. She just sighed and hooked some hair behind her ear. “Actually… I can find me some guy for the job! Roxy, don’t worry, I’m totes going to help you. I just need to work a few bibbidi-bobbidi to boo the person out. Just keep him busy for the next few days.” For some reason, Roxanne felt strange about the plan Kelsey had in mind. She then groaned before hugging her cousin. “You take care, okay? That man is an animal. He’s not your typical zoo animal… he’s like steroid-wild animal…”