Darcy Winx Novels & Stories

"She's a descendant of Hecate but so are hundreds and thousands others. So why do her and Postestas' mate and that Mirus boy and the girl from 1700s all have powers and the rest don't?" "Wait...I think I've spotted something," I said flicking through the pages. "Milly's birthday is April 17th, Donatia's was April 16th, Mirus's was April 18th, Elizabeth's is April 14th. There's a connection. There has to be." "All three of those are in the Aries constellation," Max said. "Does that mean anything to you?" "Aries...aries...aries," I said trying to remember what I had read about that constellation.

"if it wasn't for Alpha here, I wouldn't be able to have this chance. I would have died a long time ago alone and cold. Out in the woods." I looked up at Brax, who stood there hiding his emotions. his hand grabbed mine, and I could feel that even now, he wasn't showing it. He was sad. brax left the room leaving me alone with the girl, i sat there listening to her story. I felt like I had to. She had been kicked out of her pack after they had beaten and abused her. She walked for days until she became too weak, collapsing to the ground. When she came to Brax was carrying her through the woods. He took her to the hospital, and when she was better, he gave her a place to live and a job, making

she croaked tauntingly. Xander got enraged to the core, shifting into his huge beast. This time, his speed and power were at their peak. Fire seemed to be roaming around him, and there were red pairs of wings spreading out from his back. He grew in size and all his muscles popped out. His eyes were burning like a lake of fire. "You are another hybrid from Lena's pack, too?" I saw the fear in Diane's eyes as she muttered those words, fluttering her eyes as she rested on Xander.

So, I suppose my sister was used to the (relatively) sweet, young boy she'd left behind and not this masculine, masturbating monster. Darcy, now aged twenty-two, had only been back at the house for a few weeks. After her four years of schooling were over, she'd moved in so she could start her career without worrying about extraneous expenses like rent and food. My parents, hippy-dippy folks who both worked with computers, didn't understand their daughter's career-driven lifestyle. But the benefit of people like that is, even if they don't get it, they're supportive. Darcy could have taken a decade off to follow the Dead and our parents would have still been encouraging. In fact, they probabl

I said, pushing the door closed and moving towards her. Cindy's red lips smiled and suddenly she launched herself at me, threw her arms around me as she reached up to me and kissed me hard with her soft cherry lips. Before I could react she disengaged herself and stood back, still smiling, saying "That's to thank you for the other night **Mr Vance**, you were a true gentleman."

She took a deep breath, closed her eyes for a second, and decided to ignore Katherine. She looked at Lihont and felt there was something more important that she wanted to talk about, not about position or petty fights with a petty slut. She thought about her little girl, Vennis, who was sitting on the cold floor of the hall with black eyes. "Master Lihont," Darcy said, her voice trembling as the image of her affected daughter filled her mind. "I need to know something, is there a way to reverse the effect? Is there a way to fix someone who drank the perfect soldier potion?"

The news was on, showing a local business update. There was Derrick, sharp in his suit, standing next to an older man with silver hair at some corporate event. The caption read, [Shaw Group's Chairman, with his son Derrick, stepping into the limelight for the first time...] On the screen, Derrick's once ravaged face had healed significantly after treatment. A layer of foundation made him look almost presentable as he offered a smile to the camera. Next to him was a young woman, her attire impeccable, her demeanor refined. The host introduced her as the heiress of a partner corporation.

Xander I enter the security pin again at the front door. Daisy, Kyle's housekeeper is busy dusting in the foyer. She turns to see who entered and a smile breaks out on her weathered face when she sees it’s me. “Xander! It's so lovely to see you.” I hug the elderly woman in greeting, “It is lovely to see you too Daisy. Is Kyle around?” “He's in the garage.” “Thanks Daisy.” I find Kyle with his laptop attached to a sleek black Subaru. It is his project car and he’s tweaking it for racing. The music is blasting in the background so he doesn’t notice my entrance.

She was looking at me all through with a huge smile on her face. “Is this her?” she asked, still looking at me. “Yes, Darcy,” Damien asked, and from his voice, I could tell he was tired of her bubbling personality. Darcy squealed loudly, almost blocking my ears. “Finally!” she yelled, tears clouding her eyes. I looked at her, and I was amazed by her personality. How can she go from happy to excited to teary in one second?

They found him, I thought for sure that he would be dead. “So much silver” I heard a nurse say as they hurry down the corridor and when I turn back to look at the front door Daryl is stood with another bag with a look of pure anger on his face “Beta Jax” I whisper to him as he walks closer, I couldn’t help the tears, Beta Jax had been really nice to me and I feel Daryl’s arms wrap around me as I continue to sob.