Timmy Trixie Novels & Stories

"Who am I serving?" The door of the middle SUV opened. A guy stepped out, looking like he had just walked off a runway in Paris, except for the fact that his eyes were glowing a dangerous, predatory gold. He looked at me, and then he looked at the other two cars. Two more guys stepped out. They were identical. Sharp jawlines, messy black hair, and that same terrifying, beautiful face. The Triplet Heirs. The Blackwood brothers. Lucius, Silas, and Jax. They were the future of the werewolf world, and they were famous for being the most ruthless, arrogant, and cruel men alive.

“That’s enough. Everyone quiets down. Elowen, take your seat.” I made my way over to the empty seat next to Lisa, who gave me a thumbs-up as I sat down. “That was awesome,” she whispered. “But you know that girl you just fought with? Her name’s Alisa, and she’s an ally of the triplets. No one talks to her like that.” I rolled my eyes. "Great. Bullies everywhere." Lisa nodded solemnly. "She’ll complain to the triplets, you know." "Let her," I muttered. "I’m not scared of her."

“Yeah. Didn’t you know that? All of us are bisexuals.” “Including Ragnulf?” I was in so much shock, I didn’t know when I shouted. “Yeah.” He chuckled. “Why are you surprised?” “Oh! No, it’s nothing.” I sort of felt disappointed. I guess my expectations of the two brothers were too high. “Timber is completely gay though. He doesn’t get turned on by any female. He doesn’t care if you are his mate.” “Eyolf.” I heaved a deep sigh. “While you were in the cell, you told me to prove my worth to you.”

She wanted me to hurt her. My balls drew up tight. I was so close. Too close. Then reality slammed into me like ice water. This was Trixie. Gabe’s little girl. The one I’d carried on my shoulders when she was two. The one who used to fall asleep on my chest during movies, trusting me completely. The one I had held in my arms the day she had just been born. The same one my bestfriend had entrusted in my care, claiming I would joined hands with him to help put her on the right track because he was scared he couldn't do it by himself.

Alpha Riley was in depression for four years, until he met his mate, my mother! He directly married her and made her his Luna. He was really worried about having kids with my mother after his girlfriend’s death during labor but then my mother was dying to have kids with him, so, he ended up allowing it. Now, they have another kid, named Caleb who is two years younger than me and six years younger than the triplets. Unfortunately, I have met the triplets before, when my mother brought them during my thirteenth birthday. They spoiled my birthday and tried to bully me like three teenage b*tches but it was like four years ago but I still I have no faith in them.

"I do not." "That's a pity," Jermaine muttered. "Are we not on calmer nerves?" He asked. Kincaid growled and stepped back. Suddenly, someone pushed through, giggling and clapping. "You found the bitch and brought her back," Trixie came to stand in my front without knowing what was going on around her. "Where did you find the bitch?" She asked, looking around. Her face slowly changed from giddy excitement to surprise - as she saw the men from my pack and the giant Cedric who towered by my side - and then to fear. She stumbled back, wanting to go back to her brother, in her foolish blindness, she had jumped directly into our middle. She took a step back and bumped into Kincaid. He turned and g

I really need to stop spending time with these people even though we are blood related. “Just say hi to Owen for me and leave a kiss on each of his cheeks too.” Owen is Trixie’s younger brother. He is the matured one and again, the most cunning among the two. “That will be gross and I am sure that if your mate hears about this, he will be mad. My brother is too young to be in a war but he might kill your human mate, after all, he is eight and still undergoing the awkward changes of a fey.”

“I wonder why they don’t let us in their conversations. We’re not little kids anymore! We understand perfectly what they are saying! Even Annie is there!” “We’re technically still kids. We’re just ten, minors and well, we are emerging adolescents but they don’t credit that.” Trixie scoffed which made him glance at her. “Why do you even want to be in their boring conversation?” “I don’t know!” she yells, her voice hinting she’s annoyed. “Something about them is just attracting me. Maybe I want to be included in a mature conversation!”

“Then take me home. I need to do something.” Trevor didn’t question it. He drove them both back to the pack house, not saying much, letting the silence speak for them. Once inside, Trixie stripped off her M&M tutu, kicked away her glitter sneakers, and climbed into a scalding shower. Steam filled the bathroom like a cloud of her own fear.

Everybody was now looking at her like she was nuts, but Trixie never cared what anyone thought of her. “Again, I told yall she be talking to fairies and shit; now she talking to dogs.” Mina said, as her and Lynn walked up next to us. “HHHHEEEYYYY Mina bug! I missed you so much girl!” Trixie said, throwing her arms around Mina. “Hey Lynndoria, right? I see your little pet isn’t so little anymore she is so beautiful.” She said, as she hugged Lynn who was looking at me with a confused frown. I placed my palm on my forehead, the more I let Trixie talk, the harder it will be for anyone to trust she’s not crazy. “Would you stop it Trixie, you’re freaking everyone out.” I said, grabbing her hand