Darcy Winx Novels & Stories

Putting on my black high heels I give myself a last check before heading downstairs as I hear the first cars arriving. Arriving quietly behind my parents as they welcome the first couple – Alpha Zachary and Luna Rachel from the Blood Moon Pack, I step beside my father in time to shake Alpha Zachary’s and Luna Rachel’s hands. My mother and father give me a stern look, acknowledging my close to late arrival. I smile and continue with some small talk with Luna Rachel as Alpha Jackson continues speaking with Alpha Zachary and his Beta Sam. Luna Rachel is a beautiful woman. With her blond hair, brown eyes, and petite frame she is clearly the light in Alpha Zackary’s eyes.

Opening the door, Christiana stood in front of her. "I forgot my handbag and umbrella at your house." "So sorry for the inconvenience." Her voice was laced with remorse. Staring at her, Daisy Hunter said," What, No, it's really okay…I too forget my stuff in people's homes." Daisy Hunter said, smiling gleefully, exposing her perfect dentition. Stepping into the dimly lit room, Christiana spotted her handbag and umbrella, grabbing it, she thanked Daisy and stepped out immediately.

Every moment felt fragile, and I hated the helplessness gnawing at my heart. “Luna Avery,” a gentle voice called from the doorway, pulling me from my thoughts. It was Darcy, one of the omegas in our pack. With her long, cascading brown hair that glinted like mahogany in the moonlight and bright hazel eyes that seemed to catch every flicker of light, she always had a way of brightening up even the darkest times. Her soft features carried a mix of sweetness and determination, and her slender frame held an air of quiet strength, making her a comforting presence among us. She stepped closer, her expression a blend of concern and warmth. “Alpha Zane is worried about you. He’s been pacing since yo

She was surprised when the guy who had mocked her earlier plopped down in the empty seat next to her. "Hi Zeda," he said, with a cute, childlike smile. "I'm Darcy, I'm a werewolf, and I'm part of the crew." Zeda smiled back. "Nice to meet you. I'm not sure about my genus yet, though." She made a face. Darcy frowned. "How's that possible, your..." "It's complicated," Zeda cut in, not wanting to hear about her eyes. Darcy frowned and nodded, not pushing it. Zeda thought he was a sweetheart after all.

“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.

“I understand. So, your night is ruined then?” Dillon could feel the urge to tease his best friend. But he still tried to stop himself. “Yes.” Dillon let out a soft chuckle, and if someone might see him, they couldn’t believe that he could laugh and smile. “Her fear is visible in her eyes.” “I see,” Dillon said faintly. Drake pinched the bridge of his nose and massaged his temple. “I see her strong aura on the outside, but she’s weak on the inside. I wonder what her wolf looks like.”

"Well, bravo, excellent. The only error with your plan is that you chose the wrong people. You crossed my territory, uglies," "And what can you do, little girl?" They asked jestingly. "What? I'll show you what?!" I roared, hearing a lot of voices in mine. A black whip appeared in my hand, I slashed it in the air, letting the sound cut through the thick silence. I spun the whip circularly while they tried to teleport but couldn't. "Let this sink into your head. My name is Darcy, the only shadow witch in existence and you are hereby banished for daring me," I latched the whip on their bodies, watching them both scream and crinkle up. I flogged them mercilessly until they crinkled up to ash.

Ann asks, and I smile. She is beautiful and smart. Mariah and her will get along perfectly if she ever moves into the mansion with us. "First, you are opposites. She looks nothing like you and acts nothing like you. A little bit about her, her name is Darcy. She used to work for the shifter council and she is a trained combat specialist. She was born to a human father and a wolf-shifter mother. They weren't mates. When her mother met her mate she left her human husband and abandoned her daughter. Darcy is half black. She has dark brown almost black eyes and very curly hair. She is muscular, but not manly... She is gorgeous... She is also selfish. What happened with her parent's relationship

I budged but it didn't do anything. "You are not going there without a plan. We don't even know what she looks like." He said. He does have a point, going there without a plan is suicide. "You don't need to do this." The young boy said. "Kid, the princess of the clan is as important as an elder. The princess keeps the balance of each clan, you guys need her." Zale explained. Zale is smart, good-looking, a little bit innocent, and is kind. Thank goodness he is like this because I have no patience to explain these kinds of things. He is also explaining to the children that I am in a bad mood because of the story they told us. "Anyways, do you kids know what she looks like? Or what her name is?

Hastily shedding my clothes, I stepped into the invigorating spray of the shower, allowing the cascading water to wash away the tension that had settled over me. As I emerged from the shower, drops of water glistening on my skin, I made my way towards the bed. But what greeted my eyes on the plush surface brought forth a flood of emotions, and tears welled up uncontrollably. There, laid out before me, was the crimson red dress I had worn on that fateful day when I first encountered Dorian. It was a bewitching ensemble, exuding both sensuality and elegance, with its form-fitting silhouette and intricate lace embellishments.