Darcy Winx Novels & Stories

We had dated for years, so I already saw it as a normal thing to get him to me any time I wanted him. I waited for a while till my left foot froze. The moans hadn't stopped. I heard the voice of a lady. It came from the same room. "Fuck me just the way you tear Annie's pussy wide every Friday night," the strange lady kept moaning and I felt a thrust was forcing her to do that. "I wouldn't treat you any less," Damon muttered, his voice sending a cold chill down my spine. "But you even mistook her to be the wolf princess. Annie doesn't allow me in bed."

The kings distracted by Darcy meant Maddox would have an easier time making his move when the time came. The office doors suddenly burst open. “Daddy!” Darcy whines dramatically as she storms into the room. “Where’s Traci? That bitch still hasn’t shown up for my things.” I slowly look toward my daughter while forcing patience onto my face. “Sweetheart,” I say calmly, “your things will be handled.” Darcy crosses her arms while glaring at me. “You’re seriously letting her get away with this?” A few seconds later Serena enters the office behind her looking far more composed than our daughter.

"Em…. Don't ever mention what happened today to anyone". Darcia said. Her eyes showed warning signs to Hannah that definitely understood it. "B…. Your eyes. I… it's still purple. What are we going to do about it?". Hannah asked. Deep inside, she wondered if Darcia was a real witch. It was possible because their Queen Darcia is the only adult in the land that hasn't found her wolf form. The more she thought about it, the more she saw that it was clearly impossible. Aren't both Darcia's parents werewolves?.

“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.

he finished. “Hey, Haven.” Darcy smiled perkily. I could see a bit of Izzy in her, but she seemed subtler, more mature, with maybe even a snarkier sparkle in her gaze. Holding out a hand, she added, “It’s so nice to meet a friend of Wick’s that doesn’t play football.” Then she paused and canted her face to the side. “Wait. You don’t play football, right?” I laughed as I shook her hand. “Nope. Not even a little.”

She grew up in a wealthy family but could cook her food. “Darcy is a wild woman. She has many exes. You must have known some of her love stories before my cousin married Cullen. Do you only want to play around with her?” she asked. “You better be careful. Sean Channing is stronger than you.” I didn't spill anything no matter how hard she tried to get me to talk. I didn't trust reporters. I didn't care what she wrote about my relationship with Darcy because my target was Sean. I brought Darcy out in public and attended the big meeting to harass that man for daring to threaten me at my club. I devised a plan for him to fail to become a mayor because his opponent had more integrity than him.

Darcy looked at him with hazy eyes and nodded her head. “I am fine, don’t worry about me I can take care of myself.” She didn’t notice the smirk on his face when he walked away from her. Darcy was feeling slightly dizzy and was least bothered to look at him and once Melvin was gone her eyes wandered around the dance floor and her eyes caught sight of Rachael Harris dancing with Xavier York the famous business tycoon who was known around as a lady's man and who had eyes only for the pretty girls and was as wild as boar and Darcy wondered whether Gale Harris was aware of it or she was sure he wouldn’t allow him to court his sister who had just arrived in the country. But she could just sit the

Darcy had just warged into Cahir and the Grand Maester instead of the wolf and dog. “Darcy?” Ava’s voice was a strained whisper, but Darcy didn’t respond. She remained motionless, her red eyes fixed upon the men she now held captive. Axel, for a moment, forgot his fury, feeling a deep shiver as he witnessed the unleashed supernatural power of his daughter’s Lycan heritage. Darcy’s body didn’t respond. Her eyes remained blank, her face unmoving, as if frozen in time. Axel’s heart raced, panic creeping up his spine.

(Author says he was seventeen) After that she never talked to me and started avoided me like I was some freak. Her friends started calling me a creepy stalker, and then her parents sent her overseas to study, far away from me. So I named my wolf after her name, Dakota. What? Nothing. I lightly punch on the table to check how rugged and vigorous the wood is. I can still feel the bruises on my knuckles that were cut open while I punched rogues to the death. The Red Room is my only salvation to save me from becoming a berserk Alpha.

I told him and he immediately understood that my facade was slowly slipping away. Quickly, he pulled his hand away from my face while surveying the crowd and he took my hand when I guessed he had found a spot. We were about to walk away when an older looking woman stopped before us with a warm smile and I couldn't help but smile back at her when she looked at me. “You must be Ruby Sinclair. Dax’s long lost love who has finally reunited with him” she said while holding out her hand for a handshake and I returned the gesture by shaking her.