Trickster #dbd Novels & Stories

“You hung up on me.” “Technicality.” I crouch beside one of the creatures. Its skin is still steaming slightly. Dark magic pulses faintly through its veins. Thalrion. Definitely. I stand again. “Anyone hurt.” “A few students trampled each other running.” “Humans?” “Yeah.” “Creatures?” He gestures behind him. “All dead.” Of course they are. Because Alexander doesn’t fight halfway. He fights like Evelessa taught him. Decisively. Without mercy.

Kick-ass from the stands. Theo ran up to the truck, hugging the driver in a guy-hug. Their mouths moved, but she caught nothing. Her tigress had disappeared when the first truck blasted through the entrance banner, setting off fireworks. Her date wrapped an arm around her from behind, pulling her close. “Francesca, this is my cousin, Simba.” The man reached out. “Simba is my stage name. Call me Bob.” She laughed at the contrast in names. “Did y’all like that jump? That was the most air I’ve caught in a while.”

Felix fell down on his knees, Crying and Wailing in pains, The more Mysterious wails and screams, The more Felix wails and screams. The rings stopped glowing, Mysterious stopped wailing and that caused Felix to drop down weak, He couldn't even move a muscle because of the pains Mysterious caused him, Mysterious tricked him to stab him so that he can channel the pain. " You can't even move a muscle Felix, You see now that you have been tricked by a Trickster, You need to understand that you might be powerful but I am the greatest of all time, And no I didn't let you win the other time "

The warriors ducked and covered their ears. When it was over, silence returned. And I collapsed to my knees. I whispered through trembling lips, “I don’t know who I am anymore.” And then— The ground cracked again. But this time it wasn’t Lilith. A new scent hit the air. Older. Wilder. The rogue appeared beside the trees, his eyes dark with warning. “It’s coming,” he said. “What?” Darius rasped. The rogue’s face was grim. “The thing Lilith was created from.”

His sword dropped from his side in midair, glowing with electric energy as he spun and came crashing down onto the next dummy, obliterating it with a boom so loud it made the villa’s glass windows tremble. Ashton winced. “We just fixed those yesterday.” “That boy is a storm,” I muttered, stepping beside him with crossed arms. He smirked. “So is his mother.” Trisha squealed as she sent a barrage of energy discs flying across the field, chasing one of the animated dummies that was trying to crawl away on its shredded wooden legs. She’d enchanted it to fight back, but apparently it decided to retire early. “Trisha, the dummy is trying to surrender,” I called out dryly.

I tell Hunter as I focus my attention on this bastard. Hunter keeps banging into the door and once it gives way and he swims down to my mate, Tristan attacks. “You will not take her from me.” “She was never yours to begin with,” I growl back and let Apollo take over. Tristan is agile, I’ll give him that. Despite water slowly surrounding us he is able to dodge my attacks, but I am quick too and easily dodge his spells. ‘This fucker used the thickest silver chains I have every seen. I can’t break them Gunner, something I never though I would say.’

“You are lucky you’re my fucking best friend. I hope you realize that.” “Oh, I do, just as you should feel honored to be my best friend, alpha-a hole,” he responds with a smirk. I suck in and release a deep breath and lean forward on my desk. “So, who on your team do you want to send out to follow the fingerless fuck?” Bennet chuckles, lacing his hands behind his head, “Adam and Derrick both are good at being stealthy and haven’t stepped foot near the rogue.” I nod in agreement, “Travis is sly, he would also be a good candidate.”

“Not necessarily. In a mob, there are too many people involved. Let’s take the case of Douglas. If we kill him, his men will take over. We will have to start from the bottom again - track them down, find out their missions, spy on them and then take the necessary action. By this time, we’d have caused more damage already. Which is why we wait until we get access to their roots. “In Douglas’ case, it took me two years to earn his trust. He trusts me blindly now - almost. This way, I can find his roots, his main target, his processes and his men involved. Once I find that one thing that will shatter his power, that will be it. Ultimately, that’s what we aim for.” I arched my brows in question,

"Wait it out." "But he is clearly a hybrid. You all saw it." Bri muttered in worry. "What more could she want from him?" "I just happened to wonder..." Isobel called their attention. "Having mixed genes from three different races makes you a tribrid, right?" At her question, they all fell silent. Bri lost her ability to breathe for the next few seconds. "Your boy is so lucky, Bri. A force to be reckoned with."

Curiosity piqued, Tristan broke the seal and unfolded the parchment, his eyes scanning the contents with a mixture of disbelief and anger. Tristan's voice trembled with fury as he read aloud, "You thought you could outwit me, Tristan? You've underestimated me. Every attack, every betrayal—it was all orchestrated by me, and you were none the wiser. I am the puppeteer, and you are merely a pawn in my game. I'm Alpha Lane, and I'm going to be your worst nightmare. "