Timmy X Trixie Novels & Stories

Jamie felt a little at ease, and he nodded, smiling back. As Timothy turned to Jamie, he extended his hand towards him. He smiled, wrinkles forming at the end of his eyes. He cheered, "You must be Jamie. Nice to meet you. Hope we can be friends". Jamie's eyes turned into crescents as he shook the younger's hand, "Tim, right? I guess Tae did tell you about me". The boy nodded, as they said in unison, "Honestly, he wouldn't stop talking about you."

she said, and Adeline grinned. "No I'm serious! Maya is cool as a big sis but yunno...I can't handle her craziness sometimes. Then... Sinclair is now my boyfriend so I need a new brother....and that's you" Trixie winked, and Adeline smiled widely. "Really?" "Really" Trixie cheerfully said, and they both smiled at the same time, then the front door opened, and Madden came in. Trixie quickly spranged up. "We'll make the plan after the burial tomorrow" she quickly said before rushing past Madden, out of the house.

She was exhausted, but her body was still humming with a dark, electric energy. "No seconds, Miss Tracie," Tim whispered, leaning over her back. He reached down and grabbed her breasts from underneath, his large hands squeezing them until she let out a sharp cry. "You don't give me a second before you take my assessment sheets, do you?" He lined himself up and pushed. Tim was thick—not as long as Jose, but wider. He stretched her open slowly, his weight pressing her down into the desk. Tracie felt a massive, blunt pressure as he sank into her. "Mmm-nnn-gh! Ohhh! It's... it's so big!"

Trixie looked like she was a deer caught in headlights. “Don't stop cheering now, you were happy that we were about to be the only one to feel the wrath of Mina. Now you're about to feel the wrath of an alpha werewolf who will instantly connect with his pup now that whatever you used to hide your scent is now gone. We have been able to smell your pup for a while now.” Rimmy said smiling devilishly at Trixie who gave him the stink eye. Trixie looked down at the row of trucks, Dyelon spotted her just as she spotted him. He wasted no time running towards her with fire in his eyes, which made Trixie a little nervous.

I wasn’t sure what word to leave Trixie but she was still out running in the woods without a care in the world and I thought it as best to leave it at that. “What are you doing son,” a deep voice said, as we threw our bags in the car. “Hopefully convincing my mate I’m not the asshole she thinks I am,” I said, turning to look at my father. “I see you’ve made a fine mess of things,” he said, his face unreadable. “Been talking to Damien have you,” I said, opening the door. “Damien, Draven. We all want what’s best for Trixie but getting used to her gift is not easy for any of us,” he said, just as a figure pushed past him.

“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!”

"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.

So instead, I nodded with a smile. "I am sure he will. Who can resist you?" "Absolutely no one," she grinned. "So, I guess we are hybrids then," I said casually, in a bid to move the conversation from Umma and Baba. It hurt to listen to all that when I could have been here to witness it all. To be a part of her life. When I would've dealt with every piece of shit that had hurt Lisa. But I wasn't here. And dammit does it hurt! "Tribrids. We are tribrids. Umma is a hybrid. A dragon witch."

The party had been both a merging of the two families, a reunion at best. Rick and introduced us to his son, Tucker along with Cris as well and Micheal who had revealed his intention about getting married soon. "Its been a long day."I said as I rested my head on his outstretched arm nestling info his side as we laid on the floor of the patio staring up at the glistening moon. "Its been a long love story. "He corrected "And it's only just begun.I look forward to the rest of our lives together Alpha Manuel"

Gianna and Valentina lean closer in perfect unison, their eyes wide. “What could possibly be crazier than living with three hot triplet step brothers??” Valentina asks. I bite my lip. “Okay, you remember the night before I moved? The night at the club? The handsome stranger I kissed?” I ask. Gianna gasps. “No. No way! Don't tell me…” “It's one of them” I close my eyes and groan. “It's one of the triplets.” The screen explodes in chaos. Gianna lets out a scream that's half shock, half excitement.