Darcy Winx Club Novels & Stories

"It's a welcoming party for first years and they said that attendance is mandatory." "Really?" Darcy exclaimed happily. "That's so cool. I'm so proud of you, Catpig." I laughed. "It's not like you have gone to any parties yourself." "I'm just so excited for you. You're not even paying and that, in itself, is greatness in its purest form." She looked at Marcela. "Right, sis?" Marcy nodded as she slowly chewed her food. I looked back at Darcy, knowing that that was all that I was going to get from her. Unlike her twin, Marcy didn't talk much.

Xavier told us to make ourselves at home, so I took the one with the private balcony, and Dawn took the one near the kitchen. “So, what’s the plan tonight?” I ask, curling my hair in loose waves and lining my lips with red lip liner before applying my Ruby Woo lipstick. “There’s this club I found,” Dawn says, grinning. “Total VIP. Don’t worry, I already got us on the list with my connections.” I give it a full, fan-worthy spin. “My international hacker.” **** We dress to destroy. I wear my Jagger Dress in Fiery Red. It clings to my curves as if it were hand-stitched by a man in love—and strappy René Caovilla stilettos. Freshly layered vagina is already purring.

For the first time in what seemed like forever, the team relaxed around her. They settled in, some sitting on the sofas, others leaning against the walls or sitting on the floor. Someone brought out a few bottles of decent wine they had been given. The conversation flowed easily. “The club last night was insane,” Dax said, leaning back with a satisfied smirk. “I had the best fuck of my life. I swear, the woman knew what she was doing. Best night I’ve had since the world ended.” More laughter erupted. Nyra threw a cushion at him, but she was laughing too. Liora teased him about his loud moaning, and even Garrick joined in with a rare chuckle. The room felt warm and alive.

’ he said with a mischievous grin. We got an Uber to the club where Darcy and Ruth were meeting us. There were surprisingly a lot of people Sasha knew at this club. We were even offered a couch in the VIP section which Sasha gladly accepted. After exchanging a few text messages with Darcy we invited them over to our lounge area. We hugged excitedly, trying to catch up over the loud music, but it was to no avail. The four of us simply hit the dance floor, I didn’t even have to beg Sasha to join me. He spent the entire night dancing with me and my friends and really seemed to enjoy himself. We were joined by several hot women throughout the night, as much as it bothered me to see them touching

Coupled with the other ones you've had in the past, I'm sure that your wilting wolf syndrome will be completely cured then. "I can't wait anymore!" Darcy exclaimed in Wolfish. "I'm so done with living a life where I'm so much weaker than the other members of the pack before and after my transformation!" Darcy wouldn't stop throwing a tantrum and even began bargaining with Felix. She continued in Wolfish and said, "You'd better stay with me tonight. We haven't slept together in a very long time." I was in complete shock and disbelief when I heard her say that. Wasn't Darcy supposed to be Felix's "daughter"?

Darcy, a girl from a distant Quint family from the small city of Lilyrose, had no right to be in the same position as her, the daughter of a well-known and powerful family in Riverbank. Yet Darcy was better than her in every aspect. Darcy was more beautiful, more capable, and was the chairwoman of Sky Ocean Corporation that was worth billions. She became the branch head of the Quints at a young age, where the other family members had to listen to her. Jealousy had blinded Joan to the point that she believed everything that Darcy owned, except for her stupid useless husband, should be hers. She wanted to snatch everything from Darcy. It explained why she tried her very best in flattering Phoe

They’d been high school sweethearts, and they were so perfect for each other that it made me sick to my stomach. “Come on, Wren. You’re my only single friend. You’re my only excuse to go out anymore.” Rifling through my makeup bag, I pulled out my foundation and shook the bottle. “I don’t want to be used, Darcy.” She laughed. “You’ll be using me. I’m the best fucking wing-woman you’ve ever had.” I snorted, applying my foundation efficiently. “We can have one drink.” “Yes! I knew I’d wear you down.”

“Anyway! Speaking of boys…” That was my warning sign. Darcy never started a sentence like that unless she was about to drop something nuclear. “Have you heard?” she whispered, leaning forward like the walls had ears. “No,” I said automatically, because Darcy always assumed I was living under a rock—which, to be fair, I kind of had been. Her grin spread. “Xavian Blackridge. Soccer captain. Alpha-born. Transferring here this semester.” My pen, which I’d been using to scribble my dorm room number on a sticky note, froze midair. My stomach did a slow, traitorous flip.

“Shut the fuck up Darcy, or when I get off shift I will come in there and show you how to shut your mouth” “Yeah, right fat fuck. Thought I already proved to your fat ass that your dick was long ago lost to your large folds.” She laughed as he growled out at her. She just linked arms with me as she just strolled to the back of our cage. “Sorry about him. I’m Darcy, what’s your name darling?” Darcy said and it finally clicked with me. Darcy. Darcy was one of the breeders, She had a little boy a few days before I had Zoey. She and I both returned to the breeder dens at the same time.

Darcy replies, not sparing me a glance as she opens the file in front of her, going through her schedule or probably avoiding looking at me after what I just saw. I lean back into my chair, lost in thought. My sister's illness has taken a toll, Cancer isn't exactly smiling on her. The doctor insisted that I pay a deposit to get her better treatment and my landlord is also on my neck to get me out of the house. It is either I meet him at an hotel room and he never shows up for another six months or I get out of the house and there is no way in hell I am fucking that old man. My friend had recommended this club to me, assuring me that meeting Darcy would give me the urgent funds I need. Howeve