Young Justice Roy Novels & Stories

Roy responds. “I’ve never seen a hellhound before,” Lyson says, running a hand through his long black hair. He is the youngest with pale blue eyes and he seems more friendly. I was able to click with him and have a normal chat, unlike the older males. They are all handsome but not as handsome as Roy. I frown, squashing those thoughts. This shouldn’t be the direction my thoughts should take. “Trust me, you don’t want to run into one. They are more powerful than any shifter and it was by luck that we managed to escape. I would probably be dead if not for the Princess, she saved my life," Roy mutters, meeting my gaze.

Roy replies, Roy is like my brother, I treat him like one, I discovered him when I am twenty-eight and he was nothing but a seventeen year old lad getting arrested for getting into school fights, he was homeless, trading drugs and getting into thugs fight, I had to pay off the officers and took him home, changed his clothes and made him join a mob gang, he loves what he does anyways. “I need you to find all the information on Arya Morris, every single one, her past, her present, everything. Don’t leave anything hidden, do you understand?” I say, the swirling of a coffee machine resounds from the other end, and I imagine twenty-one year old Roy sitting in his apartment, toying with his guns.

The next day, Roy reports to work in a lighter note, secretly daydreaming that Bryan would come to him in the lobby to publicly claim him but since he stepped foot into Anderson Inc., he hasn’t set his eyes on the CEO. He refrains from asking on his whereabouts from Kristine or she might read more into what she witnessed yesterday. No matter how much he wants Bryan to show him off, Roy doesn’t want to ruin his life because he remembers that Bryan said he was the Lycan Prince in his werewolf world and was next in line to the throne.

After hanging up, she looked at Roy, who was still gripping the wheel and staring straight ahead. “Take care of yourself, okay? If you get sent out on a job, be careful. Don’t get hurt. Your health matters more than anything, got it?” Roy was a lot like her. He didn’t really have any family either. But at least she still had plenty of friends who cared about her. Roy only seemed to have Zion, who looked up to him like he was some kind of hero. Other than that, he didn’t seem to have anyone close at all.

About Her=Female lead Name :Roya Knight- Age=22 Educated and shy in nature. She is rich but she is also black in color. She never wear something so revealing. Simple and always smile. And she is tall, slim, perfect body, and her eyes is most attractive About Him - Male lead Name :Johnson Robin Age =27

"You took it, Roy. You said you would take what you couldn't buy. You got exactly what you wanted." "Did I?" Roy walked around the island, his movements slow, almost cautious. "I feel like I just handed you the only weapon in this house that can actually kill me. You see me now. Not the billionaire. Not the monster. Just the man who can't keep his hands off the one person he’s supposed to be breaking."

“Huuhh… where is this cold wind coming from?” I put my hands on my body which was getting cold. Then .... "Who are you?!" a deep, slightly hoarse voice sounded clear behind my ear. I answered without turning my head, so I could give a different impression from other people. “My name is Royce, Royce Putra Harfian. I'm a knight." Both arms are bent so that they hang freely on my right and left. "Harfi? CHI!" his reply made me bleed. "Why? Is there a problem with the Harfi family?”