Darcy Winx Club Novels & Stories

Was he showing off or really trying to get on her nerves? Either ways, Arya looked impressed with everything. She knew Winx was a contented girl but she’d not mind her wanting a bit of such dramatic life for herself. “Winx, right?” Damien looked back at Winx. Her face lit up. “Uh-huh. Winx Hendrickson.” “Hendrickson. Sounds smart. Are you related to the fashion designer couple, Hendrickson and Sheena?” Damien asked. Winx and Arya’s face beamed, for different reasons.

“If you don’t get the hell away from me, I swear to the moon goddess above, I’ll slice off your favorite appendage and serve it on this platter I’m preparing for one of my best friends. I’ll take it to her. Get out of my face, Zane.” For an omega, Darcy is fierce. It’s one thing that attracted me to her. Beyond her curvy ass and voluptuous breast of course. I would go for her again, but it seems I’ve overstayed my… um… I shouldn’t have tapped that. What the hell was I thinking? Sprinting away, I charge up the stairs. It’s been a while since Xillon accompanied Annalise to her room, and he hasn’t returned to the festivities. He better not touch a single hair on her head or I’ll kill him.

This son of his was too much to his liking … Darcy shook his head as he came out of his daze “I cannot stand the woman….I will have to disappoint your plan.” “Che!!!” Chris sneered “Is she worthy?” “Huh?” Darcy looked at his little brother in confusion. “Night Wing” Chris called out without explaining further; Night Wing walked out of the shadow with someone following him. Everyone’s eyes widened as light shone on the person following Night Wing. If Darcy wasn’t sitting among them, they would have mistaken that person for him. The shadow guard walked towards Adam and winked “Dad, you can close your mouth. It’s only me.”

“You’re the best.” He gave her a warm hug and then grinned at Carrie. “Do you finally want to join the drama crew now?” “Oh, give up already, Darc, my answer is still the same,” Carrie chuckled as they shared a tight hug, two werewolves squeezing each other. Zeda laughed. Carrie had told her that Darcy had been pestering her to join the drama crew since their first year, but she was never interested. Her interest was volleyball, so she was in the sports department.

“You’re going to love this. I swear, Wick is the best person in the world to go spook housing with. He lets you cling all over him when you get freaked out. He doesn’t get annoyed when you scream in his ear. And just when you think you’re going to pee your pants from being so scared, he’ll laugh at one of the ghouls and make it feel not so scary at all.” “Yeah, no. Wick pisses you off when you go spook housing with him,” Darcy contradicted. “Nothing ever scares him. It’s no fun at all. I mean, you can’t spook the guy one bit.” “We have competitions of jumping out at places and trying to catch him off guard,” Izzy explained to me, before rolling her eyes Darcy’s way. “Darcy’s just sour that s

CADDIE May 8th 2018 I lean up against the brick wall on the side of the club. Puffing away on a nicotine stick, inhaling my life away. Not that you can call it much of a life. I work at clubrooms three days a week, pulling fifteen-hour shifts to make up the forty-five hour full-time requirements I have in place, to keep my son, Jaxson. He's a sweet little boy, who unfortunately is a spitting image of his cunt of a father. I bring my hand up to my breast and cup it.

Alphas 1 My heart pounded like a war drum as I stepped into the grand hall of the pack house, the air thick with the scent of pine, sweat, and something darker raw, primal hunger. I'm Cassie, the omega no one noticed until tonight, the night of the full moon gathering. My skin prickled under the thin fabric of my dress, nipples hardening against the cool draft that whispered promises of what was to come. I'd always felt the pull, that invisible thread tugging at my core, but tonight it burned, a fire low in my belly that made my thighs clench.

“Like what?” “The club girls.” Darcie shrugged. “They can be a bit full on. The first time I came here with Havoc, one pressed her tits against the window of his truck while we were kissing and then offered to suck his dick. They are desperate to get a property patch of their own and it makes them a little…” she searched for the right word, a wide smile on her face. “skanky.” My laughter joined hers. Yeah, skanky was the right word.

Left me a hollowed, exhausted shell. Darcy held up her hand to show me it was covered in cum. The water quickly washed away the thick strings between her fingers. "I know you've been struggling with this," Darcy said, "Twice a day isn't enough for a boy your age. But today is Friday and I promise, we'll get some serious work done on the weekend." She kissed my forehead, very matronly, and slid open the shower doors. I was still standing there - soaking in the hot shower and short of breath - as I heard my sister's car race out of the driveway.