Slugterra Trixie Novels & Stories

I could feel a growl rumbling in my chest before the colorful girl touched my shoulder. "Sweets, I prefer you not to interrogate a pregnant she-wolf. She doesn't need stress at a time like this," the pink-haired woman scolded the other woman, who huffed at her. Then, she turned back to me. "Don't mind her. She's like that with all the newcomers. I'm Trixie, and you are?" "You're not a werewolf," I told her, trying to take the attention off me. "No, I'm not. I'm a Faerie," she giggled, "Well, half-faerie and pixie, and that brute over there is Alpha Fiona. She is a werewolf and my mate. Now it's your turn."

“And I don’t give a damn. Get out of here.” “Please don’t do this to me. I have been searching for you for years. Please don’t throw me out like that. Hear me out.” “Searching for me for years? I think you got the wrong alpha.” “No, you are the right one.” I deeply frowned and took a few steps towards her with my claws slowly popping out of me. “If you don’t get out of here before I take another step, I will break your skull with the picolazer behind me and throw your head with it into the slums. Don’t push me into doing something we’ll both regret.”

Eating had made Shira feel a little stronger, and she sat later talking with some of the rogues. She got to know them by name. Tiger, who looked as impressive as a tiger with his tall height and powerful arms. His face was also scary, but when he talked, he talked with a gentleness that most smaller males could not imitate. Rhega, The Shark’s second lieutenant, tall and lean with shaggy blond hair and manners that even her instructors could learn from, then there was Liam who had finally stopped looking at her as though she was a sexual predator.

“Yes, she is,” Calista confirmed. “Tricia?” I gasped, the name hitting me like a bolt of lightning. My mind raced as I tried to process what she was saying. Tricia? Dead? How? “Yes,” Calista said solemnly. “Her body has wounds that didn’t heal properly. They might have been laced with silver to cause such scars. Our experts are still running an autopsy on her. ““Oh my goddess. How will Luke take this news?”

I “Daffodil Marby,” Drew slowly whispered the name of the possible last breed of the golden wolves. Her name seemed to linger on his lips which made a curve of a smile on it. “Drew, please do not tell Lexus that I was the one who spilled that information to you.” Trixie lowered her head ashamed. She also felt guilty for being a traitor to a good friend like Lexus, but if doing so would mean getting Lexus away from that woman, she will not think about such a kind of guilt.

He laughed hysterically as he found relief that he didn't need to think that much about it now. Luna was gawking at the creature who let loose of a loud guffaw in front of her. It sounded so terrifying. Even with the chilly air and raindrops touching her skin, beads of sweat still managed to form on her arms as panic started to rise in her chest again. "Stand up now Luna." ❇❇❇ Schnek was approaching the laughing Fragado while carrying his capsule. He saw a being on the ground. "A normal?"

We are such a dynamic duo; I cannot wait to see what we do next. Matt and I have gone for a few runs so Trixie could meet her mate, Thorne. Thorne is so gentle with Trixie. Trixie is a bad ass and loves to run circles around Thorne. I think Thorne is so grateful to have her, he indulges her every chance he gets.

The desire to mate with each other intensified. Triana stepped back further as Blaze approached her. She almost yelped when her back struck the wall. She clasped the hem of the towel when she saw him inching further towards her. "Who are you?" Blaze asked, taking another step towards her. He cocked his head and gave her an inquisitive look. "Are you a spy from the rogue gang?" Triana shook her head slowly. "I am neither a rogue nor a spy," she said, her voice faltering. His proximity made her nervous. But she put on a brave face and asserted, "I told you that I’m a lone wolf."

My vision was clearer, my hearing more acute, and I could smell the metallic scent of blood in the air. Savannah and I lunged into the fray. I targeted a rogue who was about to pounce on one of our pack members. With a swift movement, I sank my teeth into its hind leg, pulling it back and away. The rogue snarled and tried to twist free, but I tightened my grip, using my weight to pin it down. More rogues appeared, but we were relentless. I leaped at another, slashing with my claws and knocking it to the ground. The rogue struggled, but a quick bite to the throat ended the fight.

"Seraphina Agni, save our clan and come back safe. We need you, before our clan disappears, please— save the phoenix from crying..."