Invincible Thraxan Women Novels & Stories

I had barely started speaking when she slapped me across the face with all her strength. "Shut up, bitch!" She stared at me and I saw her furious face, and the next second she was smiling again. "Well, as I was saying, I'm Ilana, but everyone here calls me Chick Apocalypse, way cooler than my name, right?! This hot blonde here is my mom, Irina, but here in the Up-and-Down, she's known as Raxanne Panther." "Hi, whore! The Up-and-Down is the red-light district. You'd like it there." The older one smiled, chewing that gum like a slut.

Magic. “It’s the same kind of spell as the vault and the cave,” I said, my voice barely a whisper. The woman tilted her head. “Very observant.” She lowered her hand, and the barrier dropped. “I’m no danger to you.” “I’ll be the judge of that,” Leo said. He glanced at me, and I shot him the fiercest I-told-you-so glare I could manage. His cheeks flushed, and he gave a reluctant nod. “My name is Sinthy,” the woman said in a thick Australian accent. “As you might have guessed, I’m not a shifter, but I can copy some of your Miralities. I’m a witch from a long line. I’ve come to deliver a message.”

Alex jumped, nearly spilling his satchel. “Was that..?” “Trisha,” I said before he could finish. “She’s in stealth mode today. Decided she wanted to train like a shadow assassin.” “Oh, come on,” he groaned. “She has a foam sword now. I’d run.” As if summoned, the front door burst open and Trisha rolled across the floor like a feral tumbleweed in a pink tunic and war paint on her cheeks. Her eyes locked on Alex, narrowed in deadly focus.

Jax replied while the brothers went back in the office. He walked back in after his call. "So? Any takers on talking?" "We don't know anything! Besides, you guys don't torture women." Ivy replied smugly. "Not us brothers, no. But I have a secret weapon I use for women. And she'll be here shortly." Jax grinned. About fifteen minutes later the office door opened and Vixen his mom walked in. This woman was 5'11" and weighed about 195lbs. She's a force not to mess with!

“You little b*tch. You actually dare to make a move against us?” “Do you know who we are?!” “I don’t care who you are! I only know that I won’t offend people who don’t offend me, but I will fight back when people go against me!” Xavia was not in the least bit afraid at all. She waved the broom in her hand and she even threatened, “Some of you had gotten a nose job and a boob job, right? If they get crooked after I hit you, don’t come asking me to bear your medical expenses. I can’t afford to pay for it.”

I saw the tension in his jaw as his eyes darkened. That's his look that I love; he's like a bomb that, with just a few flips, will explode on its own. "Jairon." The woman who came out after him attracted attention. My eyes automatically went to her when she hooked Dela Merced's arm. She's tall, sexy, has a hooded eye, full lips, fair skin, and many more things to mention. "You didn't wait for me." Jairon did not answer; instead, he kept his sharp gaze on him, causing the attention of the woman wrapped around him to go to me as well.

She wore a tunic made of dirty scraps patched together. Chris stopped in his tracks. The Valkyries slid to a stop behind him. It took a moment for Thea to gain her bearings from the sudden stop after moving at lightning speed. “What’s—” she said as Xavier turned to the side so both he and Thea could see the woman. Thea’s stomach dropped out of her body. Despite her feral appearance, power radiated off the woman. Thea didn’t need her gift to feel it. The shadow demons weren’t exaggerating when they used honorifics to refer to her.

“Yes please, and yes please.” Vixen looked over at the woman standing by the window; she was blonde with baby-blue eyes, and she was tiny, smaller than Vixen herself, which made her believe that if this woman was one of King’s Men, then she had to be absolutely fucking lethal, appearances be damned. She could probably snap a grown man with her pinky finger, smiling sweetly the whole time. “Hi. I’m Vixen.” “Honey,” the woman said. “And let me tell you, girl… I’ve seen that video footage from the parking lot. You are a badass extraordinaire, and I suspect that if you came after my job, you’d get it.”

The personal assistant bit her lips. Minah’s fans call her the daredevil for doing everything that a lot of women dare not to because of fear of getting hurt. She had been interested in Muay Thai. Four months later, just a few days after her modeling break, she participated in an amateur fight in Bangkok without Night and Innif’s knowledge. She won the fight but she earned a cut on her lip and two brooding bodyguards sent by the king of jerks. But neither Night nor Nathaniel could stop her. She got a minor role in a television drama and starred in an action movie as a female villain where she did dangerous stunts without using a stunt double.

"We don't abandon each other." The hunters shoved me to my knees beside the glass chamber. Vale circled us slowly, speaking into her microphone for the cameras and the livestream audience. "Here we have two examples of supernatural corruption. Sarah Chen, a fire-wielder who has concealed her abilities from society. And Maya Cross, the White Luna, capable of destruction on a scale we've never seen." She paused dramatically. "Today, we show the world what happens to those who threaten human safety." I managed to inch closer to Sarah's chamber. The silver shackles made my wrists throb with pain, but I pushed through it. When I was close enough, I whispered so only she could hear.