Tricksters Book Novels & Stories

"The Family always protects its own. But Vincent, if someone betrays the Family, the consequences are severe. You understand that, right?" "I understand. I would never betray the Marconi family. And I would never betray you." He looked me right in the eye, as if he truly believed every word. That's the most dangerous thing about liars. Eventually, they even manage to lie to themselves. "Good," I said, raising my wine glass. "To our future." "To our future." The clink of our glasses sounded like a promise. The promise of the perfect revenge.

I look up and watch his chest rise and fall twice before he continues, “Pixie’s aren’t particularly magical, but they can cast curses and spells on Tricksters, likewise Tricksters like messing with Pixie’s because of that fact. It’s just how it’s always been.” “Just because it’s how it’s always been doesn’t mean you have to be rude to Gecko, he’s been really helpful the past few days.” I strategically avoided showing him what I was writing, but that information seemed insightful and even though I was unlikely to forget it, I wanted to keep a record of it. Truthfully I wanted to ask him what a Trickster even was.

Trisha heard Mrs Perry complain as she glided through shelves teemed with ages-old books before she could be pulled into hours-long conversation with the old lady. She picked up a book from a dilapidated shelf, blew off the dust that had found solace on it's leather covering over the years, and squinted— because of the poor illumination, to see the books name. ‘Wizards Can Do More’ by one of the greatest wizards ever, LP Travis. It was a book she wanted but not one she needed. Hence, she put it back in its spot among other dusty books and walked to another shelf.

Melakai snapped at Chase. “You need to mind your own fucking business, Cane. We cannot trust any of you with all the lies you have told, and especially your new friend that has just arrived,” Chase retorted, I cut them both off from any further arguing by speaking for myself. “I have to agree with my cousin. We cannot trust any of you. I trusted you, Nico, and you played me for a fool. The same goes for you, Melakai. You both have lied to us, and now you expect us to stand here and listen to more of your bullshit? I don’t think so. Nico, thank you for allowing us here, and for the story, but we want to go home now! Also, new guy, nice to meet you, and hope you have more luck with these jacka

Like an idiot, you've gotten it all wrong. I am the only one who decides when my time is up. If I don't leave, you'll always just be the Alpha's side piece." Like every warrior werewolf, Tracy's first instinct is to resort to violence the moment she's losing. She marches over and raises her hand, poised to slap me in a fit of rage. My fingers hold the book in my hand tighter and I get ready to hit her square on the head with it when a strong arm stops hers from coming down.

That time it was just a book, but now it's more like a prized possession. Did he buy it again because the series looked incomplete? Tristan was a perfectionist like that. He frowned. Something was telling him that it was not the case. He gingerly took out the book from the shelf. It felt much lighter than it looked. The texture felt different as well. Then it dawned on him as he felt the pages. They were not separate but glued together. With a pounding heart, he opened the supposed 'book'. It was a shallow box in disguise. His eyes widened as he discovered several documents inside it. He sat on the chair and placed the box on the study table.

“...there, “Embry moaned into the iPhone, we're both pumped on our cocks. “I'm Zed,“I could see my own cock twitching without control. “Fuck. Me too.” I slurred our shutting my eyes even tighter, drawing deaths, my body shook, and sticky cum spit into my arms; I could hear his groans from the other end of the phone too. “Busted some nuts!” I asked, and a low, grumbled murmur had followed his tone. “Well, good, because you need a clear hand to hear this: Trivia has another mate, and its lord is Erebus, king of lycan territory.”

Trist said angrily. "Trist, I'm really telling the truth!" Ynaria's appeal. "Wait, is this about the ghosts at the Resort again?" Clement groaned. "They're hinting again," Ynaria said seriously. "They followed us!" Her added. "You're crazy!" Trist spoke calmly to Ynaria. A reason to stop the girl. "Trist!" Clement disobeyed the friend.

Zac groaned. "What is a Trickster?" Hunter asked, and I remembered when the situation with Max occurred. "A Trickster is a witch, but not all witches are Tricksters. Tricksters are cunning creatures and can't be trusted. The only thing they care about is what benefits them." Zac answered. "Then why would she come here and leave without gaining anything in return?" Hunter asked. "I have a feeling she came here to tell us about the prophecy for a reason. When we first heard about it, she said it was in her interest to ensure the prophecy came true. I don't know what she wants, but we can worry about that later."

‘I knew your mother and grandmother as well Alice there is a lot for you yet to know and understand ' hunted replied 'Then why do you bind me if you know my family it means you know where Sabrina is ' Alice retorted ' I do not and even if I did you Alice are not ready to face Sabrina she has 357 year's of practice and strength in her you are a pure blood and new breed but your strength can not measure up to her skill she would cut your head clean off' hunter replied coldly ‘then why bring me all the way here just to tell me I will fail that's very encouraging ‘ alice replied 'I never said you would fail Hunter reasponded ‘I said you lack training and that is what ill give you training you ar