Trix Darcy Novels & Stories

Snow’s POV. It’s been weeks now and everything seem like we were now living in an entirely different world. {Or should I go about all over again introducing myself to you} I am Snow Darcy and ever since Jace Steele had rejected me for Hazel Hozier, may her beautiful soul rest in peace, I had given up on Jace and even after her burial ceremony I didn’t even give a single fxck to the man who almost ruined my life. I have been trying not to actually get sway away. I had accepted my life but then Hans Hobbs wouldn’t still let me be.

Darcy, a girl from a distant Quint family from the small city of Lilyrose, had no right to be in the same position as her, the daughter of a well-known and powerful family in Riverbank. Yet Darcy was better than her in every aspect. Darcy was more beautiful, more capable, and was the chairwoman of Sky Ocean Corporation that was worth billions. She became the branch head of the Quints at a young age, where the other family members had to listen to her. Jealousy had blinded Joan to the point that she believed everything that Darcy owned, except for her stupid useless husband, should be hers. She wanted to snatch everything from Darcy. It explained why she tried her very best in flattering Phoe

Opening the door, Christiana stood in front of her. "I forgot my handbag and umbrella at your house." "So sorry for the inconvenience." Her voice was laced with remorse. Staring at her, Daisy Hunter said," What, No, it's really okay…I too forget my stuff in people's homes." Daisy Hunter said, smiling gleefully, exposing her perfect dentition. Stepping into the dimly lit room, Christiana spotted her handbag and umbrella, grabbing it, she thanked Daisy and stepped out immediately.

“And I know how badly and desperately he needs him in his team. He has proven himself competent previously, and this time around, that's why he trusted him. But it won't work! Read my lips!” “What! What the fuck is your problem? So you knew…I mean you know the client I have all this while. You're pathetic! Your aim is to make me lose this deal but you have woefully! Trust me!” “I can't believe that I don't even know you. Do I know anything about you at all? What else are you investigating about me behind my back? What!?” Darcy's voice is filled with so many emotions. Then her gaze roamed on him as she played with his left shoulder. “Come on, why would you speak like I'm looking out for you.

She divulged, wondering if Seth knew a day like this would come when he would be critically ill. *They're going to force you to give them access. I advise you not to.” Darcy listened to Perez's advice. She got to the living room in handcuffs, as expected by everyone. “Hey, Darcy Santino, the only daughter of Matteo Santino. Keeping you at my house makes me look like I'm keeping a diamond in the basement. I'm waiting for the right time to trade that diamond…” “Is that why I'm here? To listen to stories and how you're referring to me as a diamond?” Darcy wore a serious look on her face; she avoided eye contact with Carlos strictly.

Darcy had been with Edward for many years and had always supported him. Secretly, he had grown close to Edward's illegitimate son, hoping to help him become the next head of the Nixons. This had made him and Emerald like water and fire. If the person behind Nyla was Darcy, he certainly had the ability to cover her tracks. However, there was always a flaw in every plan. The dress was the biggest mistake. Darcy noticed Emerald's gaze and turned toward her.

She looked at me with glee, like we were going to Disney World, not doing our now-daily ritual. "Today's going to be so awesome," Darcy sang to herself. I couldn't help but get caught up in her enthusiasm. I stripped off my boxers and let my dick spring free, somehow as hard as I'd ever seen it. Darcy was wearing her usual uniform: t-shirt and panties (pink and blue, respectively) with her hair tied back. She knelt between my legs and slowly teased at my cock, dragging kisses up the shaft.

They almost gossiped about everything – love and sex life, achievements, failed and successful marriages. Thrice, I heard my uncle’s wife and Eben's mother gossiping about how one beautiful woman in the community so much loved coition, and her inability to conceive a baby. Also in the community was the practice of sorcery. While majority of the people who claimed to be Christians practiced it secretly, a few others were known for dabbling in the occult. Some were believed to use it to farm, and others for protection. Esther’s father and brothers were known in the community as men who so much dabbled in the occult. Many of the villagers feared them, but I knew them to be good men, men who rea

“Shut the fuck up Darcy, or when I get off shift I will come in there and show you how to shut your mouth” “Yeah, right fat fuck. Thought I already proved to your fat ass that your dick was long ago lost to your large folds.” She laughed as he growled out at her. She just linked arms with me as she just strolled to the back of our cage. “Sorry about him. I’m Darcy, what’s your name darling?” Darcy said and it finally clicked with me. Darcy. Darcy was one of the breeders, She had a little boy a few days before I had Zoey. She and I both returned to the breeder dens at the same time.

The guy, of course, turned out to be Darcy. Tristan burst out laughing until his stomach hurt when Hayden explained that he’d been comforting Darcy by patting Darcy’s shoulder—not hugging him—who’d had a bad breakdown because his girlfriend dumped him for another guy. Then Darcy arrived—all wounded and heartbroken like a little pup—as Tristan kept telling everyone, including Darcy himself, who in fact didn’t give a shit whether this new ex-girlfriend of his dumped him or not and was indeed very glad the stagnated relationship was over.