She sat on her silver and ebony throne, a queen. With an exhilarated expression in her soulless eyes that suggested a fire blazing inside them, she fixed her gaze on her prey.
As her aura changed to something ominous and oppressive yet attractive, she lay back on her throne, one leg crossed over the other, and allowed her control and aura to be felt in every corner of the space. It was just as delicious, and once you took a sniff, you quickly became hooked and killed without realizing it.She glanced at them, a smirk stretching over her bow-shaped lips that seemed to have been colored with something bolder and darker than blood, and her eyes glittered with a predator's gleam. She watched them more like prey and pawns than her people.“All hail the Luna!”They fell to their knees and bowed until their foreheads touched the glossy black floor tiles at the thunderous and unrestrained order, hailing the powerful Luna.She watched them with thrill, and as she laughed, the esoteric and sinister sound reverberated throughout her royal chamber. After all, that was where they belonged.Under her and her rule, whoever had an objection was allowed to voice it in their graves.< >Her eyes sprung open and she bolted up to a sitting posture on her bed in her bedroom—her mind stuck in a haze, eyesight fuzzy–like peering too intently at a bright screen and not being able to make a thing out of it.She massaged her brows while seeking out her room for the source of the dreadful ringing sound, till her somewhat clearer vision settled on the small table near her bed, where her cell phone was incessantly buzzing.With a grunt, she snatched it from the table, answering the call while lying back on her squishy pillow."Hello," She muttered absentmindedly into the phone, feeling herself almost drifting off again…who wouldn't?“ROXANNE!”The stern sound of her full name which was seldom used, jolted her back to a sitting position, every remnant of lethargy now retreating behind a corner. "What?" She inquired, perplexed. Who the hell…?"For the sake of everything you hold dear, please tell me you are not sleeping right now?!" The female voice on the other side sounded disoriented, and it took Roxanne three seconds to realize who it was—her best friend, Gianna."I'm not!" She lied smoothly and slid out of her comfortable bed, strolled up to the shuttered windows, and drew the curtains open to be greeted with a constellation of stars and a full moon. "Shit!" She muttered and tried not to drop her phone. It was exceptionally costly.“Shit your ass! I've been trying to reach you for hours. I assumed you were going to bail, which is unfathomable for you, but then I considered showing up at your house, but I recalled your mother doesn't enjoy my ass very much, leaving me with no alternative but to phone you constantly. For making me so anxious, I will never forgive you for this. By the way, happy birthday, asshole!"The rubbing of her forehead came to a sudden stop as the last words of her caller echoed and rang every bell in her head. Shit! It was her 19th birthday and she had spent the entire day sleeping.Who would do that?! How could a 5-minute snooze turn into a 7-hour slumber, and why didn't nobody wake her up?! Where were the rest of her family? Where were the cake and candles?! The hell…!"I'm so sorry, Gianna,"Gianna clicked her tongue from the other side. "Because you're the birthday girl, you're allowed to be late to your party. You have 10 minutes to get ready. I'm on my way to pick you up!"The conversation concluded with a loud beep, and 10 minutes began to tick away in the back of her mind. Dread suddenly enveloped her whole. "Shit!" With a leap, she cussed and tossed her phone on the bed. She raced to her closet and grabbed her dress, which, thankfully, she'd previously chosen. She hurried to the bathroom.Time ticked away and seven minutes later, Roxanne emerged from her bathroom dressed in a fitting black dress that accentuated her curves, a black jacket over it, and a pair of matching boots. Her black hair was held neatly up in a ponytail and her face was nicely done with light makeup.She looked 19 and hot. Roxanne whirled around in her lengthy mirror in the corner of her room.With adrenaline coursing through her veins, she didn't bother taking a second glance at the mirror before ditching her bedroom because why bother when the gods took their time making her ten times prettier?*~*Roxanne proceeded down the stairs of her parent's home but halted for a second as she entered the spacious living room when her brown eyes were drawn to both of them—her parents; Mr. And Mrs. McKenna sitting on one of the massive sofas while watching the front door as if anticipating something or someone to barge their way in. Okay, that was weird. Roxanne scowled and drew in on them."Mom, Dad, what are you doing there?" Roxanne inquired, and with a shriek, they leaped to their feet, as if expecting someone other than herself or her siblings.They glanced at each other, featuring a strange look at the sight of their daughter, who couldn't help but read their pusillanimous facial expressions with a bizarre look, especially her mom, who seemed somewhat ragged. What the hell were they doing?She had slept the whole day after; did she miss something? "Mom, Dad, what's going on? Why do you two look so petrified? It's just me." She stated in a discernible tone.Instead of answering, it was unambiguously ignored, as Mrs. McKenna posed instead. "Where are you going in that outfit, dear?"Roxanne chewed on her bottom lip. If they were going to ignore the fact that they looked like death was just outside the door, waiting then she had no problem doing the same. "It's my birthday today; my friends are throwing me a little birthday party since I didn't get one at home."Mrs. McKenna's eyes widened and shared a horrid look with her husband while Roxanne seemed to have gotten stuck in a little world over her as a pout occupied her lips, realizing her 19th birthday wasn't being celebrated when all her birthdays had always been celebrated. Roxanne's pout deepened as she realized she didn't awaken to anyone yelling and the strangest thing was—there was no party and everyone knew how much she thoroughly enjoyed parties, especially ones that were her birthdays. She felt deprived.They had spoiled her from birth; why were they stopping now? It didn't make sense!Mrs. McKenna took a wobbling, apprehensive breath as she approached her daughter. Roxanne raised a questioning brow. "No, you can't go out, ever!"Roxanne's mouth hit the floor.Roxanne's mouth hit the floor."Come on, Mom, it's my birthday today, I promise to be back before 10 p.m." Gosh, she wasn't even a child anymore. She was 19 and in college!For some reason, Roxanne could read the tyranny in her Mother's brown eyes and it was escalating with each ticking second, followed by the continual twitch of her fingers that she was attempting to hide. Roxanne didn't need to be a genius to know something was going on. "You can't leave this house tonight. T-they are going to come for you; you can never step out!" Mrs. McKenna's breath hitched with every word. For once, she wished things would go her way. It has been 19 years, why now? Why ever?Roxanne's lips slightly parted in disbelief and quickly, her brown eyes went to her Father, who, compared to his wife, was still acting rational. "They? What's going on, Dad? Who's coming for me?"She didn't want to inquire but she wasn't fooled by their behavior which started a few months ago. They were constantly on the
"Is that so, Gloria? Tell me more." Roxie’s voice was barely distinguishable as she stalked toward Gloria, who had a grin adopting on her lips. If she couldn't satisfy her trophy boyfriend, someone else was going to do it for her. It was as simple as that. Gloria laughed. She stepped forward, her lips parting to carry on but Roxie was faster as she readily reached out and seized her roughly by the hair and smashed her face into the washing sink that was brimming with blocks of ice. Gasps full of dread ruptured from everyone, but they sounded like cheers in Roxie’s ears, followed by an influx of authority in her veins that felt phenomenal as she drove Gloria’s face deeper down the ice, relishing every cry of anguish she left out. "Roxie!" Ryker exclaimed, reaching out for his girlfriend who looked out of her mind. It was mortifying! However, she prodded him off and thrust harder on Gloria's head, wanting to derail that face she used in snatching her boyfriend! Filthy swine! Roxie
Roxanne's eyes sprang wide when she felt constant bouncing on her bed. Roxie grumbled; her foggy vision dropping on her 6-year-old brat of a brother. What the hell! She grunted and rolled onto her side, hiding herself behind the sheets and pillows. "Stop it, Alex!" She simply wanted to sleep—it was like death without commitment, but the world had other intent, as the covers were quickly ripped from her body. Roxie jolted up straight. "Alex!" She warned with a glare, but the little demon laughed, got off the bed, and ran out of her bedroom without closing the door behind him. "ALEX!" She was going murder that little rogue! She exhaled and combed her fingers through her unkempt black hair. Just because her life wasn't so straight anymore, didn't mean her hair had to suffer the same cause. "Roxanne!" Roxie held back a grunt as Savannah appeared at the door frame with a vexed expression. She moved in. "Oh, you're still asleep, it's noon baby sister," There was something icy in her
Roxie clenched her fists around the shopping bags and stepped back— the guy stepped forward. She gasped, looking straight at his face, and unfortunately noticed he was rather appealing. If the scenario had been different, Roxie knew she would have whistled...perhaps asking if he was single, but it wasn't, and she was going to die! Roxie panicked and took a step back again as he closed the gap, his golden eyes looking her down with a blanket of blankness. She didn't want to notice how incredibly charming he was but she did—he was fine. How stupid Roxie! She took another step back, this time intending to flee, but when she quickly turned, she collided with another board chest. Her breath caught in her throat as she looked up to face a set of violet eyes. What was with the eyes? Roxie couldn't help but grimaced. She nervously licked her lips and giggled. "Please believe me when I say that I have never offended anyone. I'm innocent!" Maybe she wasn't entirely innocent. Gloria and a fe
When Roxanne opened her eyes again she found herself looking at a wooden ceiling with a throbbing in her head. She winced and pushed herself to a sitting posture on the little bed. What the hell! She rubbed against her forehead and took a quick check of her surroundings, but there was nothing to gaze at, save the little bed she was sleeping on; there was a door but no windows. This was no late birthday celebration; she'd been abducted! Roxie realized with a gasp. How long did she sleep?! Her cellphone. Roxie forgot the pain in her head as she checked her pockets, only to discover her phone missing. Those scumbags. What did they even want from her?! Roxie sprang out of bed and began hammering on the wooden door. "Hey! Let me out of here. I didn't do anything to anybody!" In this life, she'd done plenty to people but only because they came at her first and she didn't go down without a fight. "Please let me go, you've got the wrong girl!" She shouted again, and the door swung open,
Screw it! Roxanne knew she was going to die the second four more wolves appeared behind the first one, their black eyes looking more lethal and their fangs ready to rip some skin."Ciel, take her and leave; we will keep them at bay!" Roxie snapped her head to violent eyes who yelled and she almost wanted to bite off his head. There were plenty of places to kidnap someone but instead, these cretinous yet gorgeous guys thought it would be best to take their victims to a wolf-infested forest, and now they were all going to die as a result of their stupidity!Ciel sharply turned to face her, taking hold of her wrist. “Let’s get you out of here!”Roxie knew she should keep her mouth shut and just follow the man but she ended up shouting before he could start pulling her. “Wait!! Where’s the handsome one?” That was stupid, but she had not yet fed her eyes sufficiently enough. He was not permitted to die!Every human head in the room snapped around to look at her in bafflement.“We are all
"Hey! I need to pee!" Roxanne bashed the door, each bang was louder than the last. "Is there anyone out there? I'm going to pee on the floor! Open the door damnit!" She pressed her ear against the door, hoping to detect the sound of footsteps and a grin stretched on her lips when she did. She footed away from the door as it finally unlocked, disclosing a bearded man with a fatigued expression."What?!" His tone came out brisk but he could go fuck himself for all she cared.Roxie clutched her legs together and bent with her hand over her stomach. "I need to pee."He did a speedy scan over her with his dull eyes. "Do you take me for a nitwit? This isn't a fucking movie princess. Stay there before I tie you to the bed." He hissed, striving to shut the door but she grabbed it."Please, I swear I'm not fibbing. I really need to use the toilet. Please, please!" She bit painfully on her bottom lip and clenched her legs even tighter. Again, his eyes went aimlessly over her before he blew ou
She sat on her throne with an impious grin on her lips as the guards dragged a servant girl by the arms roughly into the throne room and threw her at her feet. “Please!” the servant pleaded with tears streaming down her face.She got up from her throne and approached the servant with a malignant glint in her eyes. She stopped in front of her and squatted to her level. A queen didn't go down for anybody but this one, she was ready to make an exception. “You tried to poison me, servant?” She laughed; her voice echoed throughout the hall; her aura was felt by everyone. She held her hand out and a goblet of wine was placed on her palm. She held it to the servant's face. “I saved this just for you. Want to have a taste?” The servant shook her head in fear but a Queen didn't take no for an answer as she grabbed the servant's mouth forcibly and with a laugh, she dumped the liquid of poisoned wine in her mouth and made sure no drop touched the floor.Feeling satisfied, she threw the goble