Trix Academy Novels & Stories

Reason for Trist to strike his desk to Clement's surprise. "Who's going to follow this, Clement?!" Trist shouted. Clement's eyes widened. "Even if you just respect our friends, they sacrificed their lives to finish this game," Trist stressed. "I can't accept what you want, Clement!" Pointed it with the index finger. "They started so we should just finish it." "Trist," Clement's narrowed eyes stared at Trist. "It really doesn't seem like you are." Clement said, shaking his head in disappointed.

Trix grabbed her now clean bag and walked off in the direction of the front door, ignoring the pleas and screams that echoed behind as she walked in some weird way, she liked it. The door closed with a bang and for a minute the world went dark. When light returned, she was dressed in a school uniform watching other students brush past her and into the building. She turned and looked at the large double doors swinging open and shut. Engraved in the door was the words: Trinity Academy at the bottom of a crest, that held a moon, a droplet stained red and a book with swirls around it. Trix glanced around bewildered.

He shot me a side-eye and let out a subtle, exasperated sigh. “You’ll have to learn and adapt to things quickly. Others in your batch are already months ahead of you. You need to catch up to them by taking extra classes after your normal classes. You can access and manage your schedule through the Helxton’s fast course tracker. My number is already saved on your phone. Call me when necessary,” he said. Pressing my lips together, I glanced at the three contacts saved on my phone: Asher, Ezra, and Raven.

I felt hopeless and couldn't even help my friend. Stephen blew his whistle. Simple. Clean. Begin. Natalie started cautiously, hands raised, eyes tracking Trix’s every twitch. She moved with a nervous grace, trying to imitate the training drills we’d run a thousand times—feints, blocks, counter-angles. Trix laughed once and the sound cut like a knife. “You’re slow,” Trix said, already circling, already assessing. “Pathetic just like your friend watching over there..” She mocked.

I took a very quick sip of my tea to hide it. Sarah giggled and leaned forward as much as her belly would let her. "Oh, I bet they are. Everyone in the whole pack knows the Blackwood triplets are absolutely crazy in bed. They have that Alpha energy that just doesn't quit. It must be exhausting having all three of them focused on you at once. How do you even walk?" "I don't know what you mean," I stammered. I took another long sip of tea, wishing I could disappear into the sofa.

𝒚 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒎 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒆𝒆 𝒎𝒆. 𝑰 𝒔𝒂𝒘 𝒂 𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒈𝒆 𝒕𝒓𝒆𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒒𝒖𝒊𝒄𝒌𝒍𝒚 𝒓𝒂𝒏 𝒃𝒆𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒊𝒕 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒃𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒅𝒐𝒘𝒏 𝒄𝒍𝒐𝒔𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒊𝒕 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒎𝒆 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒕𝒐 � ��𝒆 𝒔𝒆𝒆𝒏.

“It is a journey of power. You have to join forces with the Blue Britain pack and the Purple Front pack. Gather up to three hundred people and until then, you would know what next to do or you can summon me back then. If not.” she said and vanished into thin air. Trevor was stunned where he sat down. This was not what he was expecting. He had thought it would be something about some people trying to overrule them and did not expect it to be joining forces with other packs. And to talk about it, the Blue Britain and Purple Front pack, they were known to be the strongest packs in the wolf world.

Getting an email from TRIX was the greatest delight for Jessica. The TRIX company was one with a lot of prestige and reputation as it stands as a world class firm. Update on acquiring a job in the company reached Mr Troy and other trusted board members of the agency. Her reports were slated to be given at the end of each working day. Bright and early this day, Jessica got all ready for her new place of work. Definitely, she has been on several detective cases but not one she had to disguise for.

After laying out the initial plan, Trix stood, her posture reflecting newfound determination. “I’ll get started on this immediately,” she said, adjusting her bag. She glanced at Eva and Gwen, her expression firm. “You can count on me to handle the media and HB Industry.” “Thanks, Trix,” Eva said with a faint smile. “Keep me updated on any developments. And remember, don’t let anyone at HB Industry catch on to what we’re doing.” “Got it.” Trix gave a small nod before walking out of the office.

i smiled a bit. He looked at his own cup. "The tribrid nature stabilizes under certain conditions. Emotional anchoring. Connection that reads as choice rather than compulsion." He said it the way he said tactical information — straight, clean, no performance. "I read about it in the Tribunal's classified files on tribrid biology before I left." "You read about it," I said. "Yes." "And you didn't mention this before." "I mentioned the parts that were relevant before they were relevant." He looked at me. "This one is relevant now."