Trickster #dbd Novels & Stories

JD looked at Tristan and continued, “I asked his name and what he looks like so that I will recognize him when I go there. He just said his initials are E.M. and that he has a piercing on his left eyebrow and a blonde hair.” Tristan gasped, “Ernest!” JD just nodded. “I assumed he is the Ernest you’re talking about. He’s the one who tipped me. I don’t know how he knew who I am and how he knew to contact me. I’m still suspicious but a tip is a tip. And I’m running out of time in L.A. because I need to go back to Korea. So I decided to go and check it out. The next day, I went to the warehouse alone to investigate. I hide and wait for the given time. Then when the Olympus Gang arrived, I quickl

Tristan shouted after regaining consciousness, “B*stard! How dare you do this to me! Do you know who my backer is? “Free me immediately, or you’ll see!” Clap! Bob approached Tristan and gave him a slap while saying coldly, “Not even God can save you after offending Mr. Yarde!”

"Fine! Yes! I used them to try and force you back. I lied to all of them—the sickness is a lie, the meds are a lie, the vomiting blood and fainting? All a stunt! All of it is fake!" Trista caught sight of several silhouettes approaching behind him. Her expression turned to stone as she addressed the people who had just frozen in their tracks. "Did you all hear that? He said it himself. He's a fraud. There's nothing wrong with him!" With that, Trista pulled her pheromones inward, creating a void of dead silence around her. She didn't spare him another glance, her boots clicking sharply against the cold tile as she vanished into the night like a dissipating mist.

Hiding behind a boulder, I pulled up the feed on my phone. Soon, two rough voices crackled through. The kidnappers had arrived. "It's dark in there. Are they asleep? Let's grab the girl and ditch the guy," one said. The other snorted, "Ditch him? The hirer wants her to be humiliated in front of him." "Rich folks play dirty." "Enough pep talk. Let's get the job done." Joakim Dodson, a scar slicing across his nose and jaw, unzipped the tent. I recognized him instantly as one of my tormentors from my past life.

"Wait! Don't run at us! You'll scare her." They skidded to a halt at her words. Brodi's chest heaved with the effort to stop himself from running to his sister. He had scented her blood a while back and it was making him mental. He saw her back leg in the horrific trap. Fucking poachers! He'd tear every one of them apart as soon as he could find them! He could see the bone of her hind leg was broken in the trap from where he stood. He knew if he could get the trap off her, she could shift and the bone would heal. The problem was the trauma of removing the trap might cause her to shift uncontrollably. And there sat Liv – fierce and protective and having no idea at all what she was in the midd

I have to make sure these scouts aren't here for her. Tristan:you're obsessed with that little sheep dude. But I've got one of my own now. I get it. Dameon: nice I looked at the chat, trying to understand what any of it means. What I got was that Dameon spotted some blood moon scouts, which wasn't unusual, that he and Tristan had some kind of altercation, and that Dameon was obsessed with a sheep. What sheep?? I groaned, trying to scroll up in the chat for more context but there weren't any

My skin bristled but I didn't pull back. "You can handle a little strong drink, can't you?" Now she was mocking me. "Of course" The waiter, a hairy, muscly man in a yellowed vest, returned. In his hand, a large jug of amber foamy liquid. He slammed it on the counter spilling some of its contents and laughed a gruff laughter. "To the big man" he yelled, laughing and more than a few voices echoed. She'd brought me here to make me full of me. But I'd show her I was no light weight. "Are you ever going to finish that glass in your hand?" To that she smirked and shrugged... "Maybe"

Gaarra said to Angelus while staking her chest with another silver dagger. "The only fool here is you who failed to realize I'm a True blood Tribrid, I tricked you into thinking these daggers are lethal to me, I made you think you had the upper hand and you fell for it, just like a fool," Angelus said to Gaarra while pulling the silver dagger out of her chest. Standing up on her feet, she walked towards Gaarra, her eyes filled with hate and anger. "tollere et suffocant." She said, raising Gaarra from the ground and choking him with her magic.