Darcy Trix Novels & Stories

“You’re not making sense.” Jack leaned forward, voice low, measured, the way a man tells a secret he shouldn’t. “You’d better get the picture straight. The man behind this city’s power games is Bill Darcy. Big wallet. Bigger ego. He intends to marry Sandra Harris, a nightclub singer with more enemies than fans. Darcy wants her, and when Darcy wants something, the world makes way or gets trampled.” He paused to light another cigarette, letting the words sink in. Smoke drifted between them like a curtain.

“And I know how badly and desperately he needs him in his team. He has proven himself competent previously, and this time around, that's why he trusted him. But it won't work! Read my lips!” “What! What the fuck is your problem? So you knew…I mean you know the client I have all this while. You're pathetic! Your aim is to make me lose this deal but you have woefully! Trust me!” “I can't believe that I don't even know you. Do I know anything about you at all? What else are you investigating about me behind my back? What!?” Darcy's voice is filled with so many emotions. Then her gaze roamed on him as she played with his left shoulder. “Come on, why would you speak like I'm looking out for you.

She wasn’t going to waste her time and energy plotting on how to split Emile and Chris. She didn’t want to waste her energy on something so futile. She wanted to remove this thorn in path permanently but at the same time, she didn’t want to suffer the pain of even the slightest prick. Once she had a plan, her restless heart settled; she decided to cool it and let all the steam pass before coming into the limelight once more. Darcy announced the next day after Chris’s big revelation that he was going for a 40-day mountaineering expedition. Eva frowned as she heard Darcy’s announcement, but before she could ask anything, Adam asked “Is this trip necessary?”

So it would have taken them a long time to find themselves work as most of the companies had already closed down and whatever was left was trying to exploit them. Darcy got into the buggy and drove towards the golf course. it was quite pleasant weather so she had worn her old faded denim shorts and a T-shirt to go with it and as it was quite windy she had tied her hair into a sleek ponytail which made her look like she was still a teenager.

She divulged, wondering if Seth knew a day like this would come when he would be critically ill. *They're going to force you to give them access. I advise you not to.” Darcy listened to Perez's advice. She got to the living room in handcuffs, as expected by everyone. “Hey, Darcy Santino, the only daughter of Matteo Santino. Keeping you at my house makes me look like I'm keeping a diamond in the basement. I'm waiting for the right time to trade that diamond…” “Is that why I'm here? To listen to stories and how you're referring to me as a diamond?” Darcy wore a serious look on her face; she avoided eye contact with Carlos strictly.

He leaned in, his breath close to my ear, and whispered the reminder, punctuating it with a playful nip on my ear. I immediately blushed, my whole body trembling. "Wow, this is intense!" I muttered under my breath. Just as I was lost in the rhythm, a loud shout came from the crowd. I thought our dance had startled them, but following their gaze, I saw they were watching Abigail. She was on the chair with another man now. The chair was barely big enough for one person, but Abigail seemed to have no problem. In the next moment, she hiked up her skirt and sat on top of the man.

However, she manages to stay upright and regain her professionalism. “Don’t worry, dear,” Haley chuckles at her obvious distress, “This is not a forced mafia wedding … it’s consensual.” The woman blinks a time or two, clearly trying to figure out if she’s serious or not. “Eh … welcome,” she then greets. “I’m Trixy. Can we start with the fitting?” She’s tall and lean, looking like an older gray version of Zendaya. “We’re still waiting for one bridesmaid,” Haley informs her. She nods.

Patrina and her father were having a father-daughter moment and she looked happy, Lavi was showered with love and compliments from our parents, but Darcy was slowly yet carefully walking to her parents with an expectant smile. All the three girls were looking really beautiful but honestly Darcy stood out the most because she wore very light makeup as her natural beauty glowed making everyone else dull. Her parents were looking at her awkwardly as they excused themselves, I could feel her sadness as her eyes filled with tears. Dylan who was standing stiff beside me in presence of his parents walked to her and comforted her.

Then, she talked to the voice in her mind, "I delivered it! Now, where's my reward! Wait, I should have a gift too!" The system responded, "Well, congratulation my dear guest! For completing the mission! Now, your reward is... Going back to the sperm race! Good luck!" "Wait, what?! I don't want to be a sperm again!" BEEP! _______ MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE! THIS SPECIAL CHAPTER IS BROUGHT TO YOU BY THREE NOVELS! ~Kiera aka Santa from 'Trix System Unlocked: Butterfly Effect'~ ~The island with a woman and merman from 'I Want To Eat A Merman!'~

I am sorry, Amelia," his voice came again. He sounded like he meant it, but that was too late. I walked out of the door, trying my best to hide the tears that had blurred my vision and prevent them from falling. My heart was heavy, more like it would rip out of my chest. I could still hear his voice faintly calling out to me. I stumbled out of the hotel through the event hall; the clicking sound of the door almost startled me, and I am sure it won't be different for the crowd who didn't notice I had left. There was nowhere to go. The cool night breeze slapping my face didn't feel a bit nice anymore. I looked around at the dark street and fortunately caught a glimpse of a DJ lightning. Walkin