Beatrix Winx Novels & Stories

I ask the driver to take me to Beatrix house, where I am picking her up, and I keep calling the girls to meet us at our usual bar. Once we arrive at the bar, we join two of our friends; she walks side by side with me, and I can see all eyes on us. Beatrix has long platinum blonde hair cascading down her back, and she always wears really short and tight dresses exposing her body to everyone that would like to watch.

She dodged it and rushed toward us, but another blast of magic hit her in the back and sent her flying through the air. I turned around to see who had saved us. It was Bex. She was standing on the other side of the room, holding another spell in her hand. Bex used magic like she was born with it; it seemed to flow from her fingertips and into whatever she wanted it to do. She was so powerful that most witches couldn't even use half of what she could in battle. I ran over to her as fast as I could and gave her a hug before thanking her for saving us. "It's okay," She said casually, brushing off my gratitude. "Oh, this one is strong.," the ancient one said, pointing to Bex. "Destroy her now."

Beatrix said as she entertained the bumpy and 'killer ride' even though she had to puke many times. Beatrix took Fred's phone and quickly dailed Amanda's number. It began to ring. "Hey Amanda, it's me Beatrix." Beatrix began to cry. She wasn't used to being too far away from the people she loved so dearly. Especially not Amanda. Beatrix met Amanda way back in high school. Amanda had something so compatible that drew Beatrix to her. Amamda was always happy. She had loving parents and she was the only child of her parents. Or so it seems.

The first few days in the house were not that complicated. I even thought it would be worse, that it would be like in the movies where the children tie you down or make your life a total mess. I thought I wouldn't last the first day. I hadn't been able to get close to Hector, he really was a complicated child to deal with, but his sister Lavinia I had managed to get close to. She was sweet and her manner reminded me a lot of Giselle's when she was the same age. Calm, serene and sweet.

CHAPTER 3 ARIANNA I have grown to love spending my school breaks in Honeyville, especially now that my best friend is there. When I first met Bella at the bus station two years ago, I was filled with a mix of emotions, seeing her face and neck covered in bruises. I could only imagine how much more she had on the rest of her body. I was burning with rage! I wished that I had the person who hurt Bella in front of me so that I could put a bullet through his head! Whoever did that to her could not be referred to as a human being. Both my dad and brother would never lift a finger to harm a woman. My mum and I are treated and recognized by them both as the Queen and Princess in our home. Living in

She saw us immediately. "Your Majesty!" she called out mockingly. "How lovely of you to join us! I was hoping you'd survive Nyx's little trap." "Disappointed?" I shouted back. "Delighted. Killing you myself will be so much more satisfying." She raised her hands. The portal pulsed. More creatures spilled through. "We need to get past them," Ezra said. "Reach the portal. Break her concentration." "How?" "Violently." Caspian shifted mid-stride. His massive lycan form crashed into the nearest shadow beast, tearing it apart with claws and teeth.

"Night, night!" Alexandra is sitting on her neatly arranged bed. In her well furnished and decorated bedroom, chatting on WhatsApp. As a girl and only daughter of her parents, her room was properly and richly furnished. Her wardrobe looks beautiful. In the whole house, her room was the only part painted with another colour, apart from white. It was mixed. Pink and white. She is currently chatting with Kenzy, who was busy complaining about Ana, Trisha's friend. Meanwhile, Mrs Wachukwu walks into the room unnoticed.

Anne and Sarah said at the same time. They forgot that Sultan Carl did say to them and their mother that they were not going to call Ella (Rosabella) 'Cinderella.' But they did not know that the head of the Palace overheard them, and he is the Beast. But what everyone did not know was that Sultan Carl is the Beast until 7 p.m. as he turned into a human and has turned back into a Beast at 7 a.m. The two servants were assigned to Luke and Paige. Paige or Luke did not complain about them, but Paige ordered them as she was unkind and spiteful.

She sits up straight in her chair, leaning in. I nod. “Well, imagine something like one of those beasts—the long snout, pointy fangs, enormous tongue that doesn’t quite fit, uncontrollable slobbering, mangy fur, and these evil-looking unholy eyes. Imagine being caught somewhere between that wolf-like creature and a human. Mangled, twisted bones set at strange angles with patches of skin and tufts of fur.” I shake my head, my stomach turning just thinking about it. No, I can’t allow her to see me. Bexley isn’t leaning away from me. She doesn’t get up and dart out the door. Instead, she reaches a hand across the table. My paw lies within her reach. I want to pull it away, but I don’t.

I plainly answered and walked ahead of him. "Quianna!" I heard him yell but I just entered the meeting room and sit like it was just normal for me. "Let's now start the briefing." Austin entered with charisma and he winked at me. Can people stop winking at me? Ugh. ---