Darcy Character Novels & Stories

However she can't stop the pain that is going to come on her way. Darcy looked at Susparia with anger burning in her veins. She never experienced such Humiliation as no one dared to even look at her in the eyes. She is Darcy and she makes sure, her name suits her Personality. She can't imagine the embarrassment that she will face once the Pack knows about it. Darcy closed her eyes to contain her anger and slowly opened them. The embarrassment is now gone and all that is there is the Sinister look and an Evil Smile on her Lips. The Insides of Susparia shivered with the look that she gave her. She has no idea what Darcy is up to and what she want to do with her.

I couldn't help but smile when I see her interest in our ancestors history, I decided to let my presence known but stopped when I saw Diego creeping in from the other corner. What I saw made my blood boil. The grace and courage with which Daisy handled the whole situation made me realize that she is not a normal woman. She's a person with surviving skilles, she knows how to handle her problems. She isn't a damsel in distress but more like a queen of the jungle herself.

But, the little boy frowned. He walked up to her. Wrapping his fingers around her hand, he said, "Mommy, don't cry. My little brother will definitely like your gift." She smiled looking down at Theo, who looked exactly like Leo. It was the only thing keeping her alive. As the wind whistled through the willow branches, the present faded, and the memories Darcy had kept locked in the darkest vault of her heart began to resurface. Darcy was an orphanage. An old lady had adopted her when she was just five years old and took care of her like her own. Darcy used to call her 'Grandma Eve'.

“I should be given a medal. Or a raise. Or a therapist who doesn’t side with my boss.” “Or you should just quit. You don't need the money anyway.” Darcy comes from money and being the only child, let's just say her parents indulge her every whim. “I should,” she agreed, then tilted her head. “But then, how would I have fun when you no longer have time for me? Who would I buy burgers for while listening to their man problems?” “Wow. So I’m your charity case now?” She raised a finger. “Correction. You’re my entertaining charity case.”

I try to remember that Alejandro is the asshole that's to blame for this, but that doesn't mean I'm innocent. After a few moments, Darcy walks up to me. It's hard to take her seriously when her expression is always innocent, like she wouldn't even hurt a fly. I'm surprised after sticking his dick in her that Claude actually developed feelings for the girl. His type is more along the lines of "femme fatale" or at least a tattooed felon. Not a bright eyed early-twenty-something who lives with her cat and, apparently, has never had sex before.

Darcy had just warged into Cahir and the Grand Maester instead of the wolf and dog. “Darcy?” Ava’s voice was a strained whisper, but Darcy didn’t respond. She remained motionless, her red eyes fixed upon the men she now held captive. Axel, for a moment, forgot his fury, feeling a deep shiver as he witnessed the unleashed supernatural power of his daughter’s Lycan heritage. Darcy’s body didn’t respond. Her eyes remained blank, her face unmoving, as if frozen in time. Axel’s heart raced, panic creeping up his spine.

“It looks like you want to do this the hard way. Don’t forget who I am now. I’m here on official business, not to play house. “And I don’t have an older brother. If I did, there’s no way he would live to be alive now, let alone such a useless waste.” Darcy could not tolerate people like Harvey. Since continuing would only be a waste of time and sour her mood, she was determined to cut ties quickly. There would be no chance for him to do anything despicable. Harvey thought he could smooth things over with a few pleasantries, but it seemed he was too naive. Darcy was like an ice-cold beauty who did not understand social niceties. She was indeed stunning, but she was definitely not fit to be a

His mother loved his father who is lazy, alcoholic and punch her once drunk Then why he cannot love Shayne no matter what or who she is? His mind is troubled by so many thoughts, he did not even notice Shayne has come inside the hut bringing cups and food for their breakfast. She hands him steaming tea, that morning is cold, like the other day. Shayne is wearing the same dress she has last night. Nothing has change to her, she is still, the same person known to Dexter, simple, cheerful, beautiful, kind and thoughtful. These are the qualities that makes her, very different from all other women, Dexter has meet in his life. How could he tell his foolish heart, not to fall in love with Shayne?

Darcy had been with Edward for many years and had always supported him. Secretly, he had grown close to Edward's illegitimate son, hoping to help him become the next head of the Nixons. This had made him and Emerald like water and fire. If the person behind Nyla was Darcy, he certainly had the ability to cover her tracks. However, there was always a flaw in every plan. The dress was the biggest mistake. Darcy noticed Emerald's gaze and turned toward her.

So who had flung her? "What's going on here?" I looked towards Darcy with a frown. I only kept people who were useful by my side. If she couldn't do this , then why was she even here? Darcy looked towards with a frightened look on her face. This was interesting, since I had never seen her this scared before. Darcy was someone who possessed a lot of powers, after all. "I....I have no idea what that woman is, but she's definitely not a human!"Darcy said as she pointed at Ivy in fear.