Trix Darcy Novels & Stories

My wolf was shocked and at a loss, even though I was rather uncomfortable, I still quickly got up in pain and rushed to the forest where he was. Along the way, I comforted him while driving and almost crashed into big trees several times. Finally, I arrived at the lawn between the trees. There was no moon. His electric torch was dim. On the ground lying a female warrior, blood flowing all over her body. Darcy sat on the lawn, staring blankly at the corpse on the ground. His hoarse growl trembled slightly: "Ginger, what should I do? I don't want to go to jail. Can you help me?"

I was by her side, though, and I gave her what little consolation I could in the face of such extreme hardship. What year was Darcy born? Emotionally charged, Ivory would inquire. I did, of course, remember. How on earth could I ever forget the happiness she had exuded in those early days of parenthood? Ivory had looked on Darcy for everything, a lighthouse in the shadows that had enveloped her following her exile. Ivory would murmur, "She was so perfect, Mia," tears still in her eyes. As my little angel. Then, as if a black cloud were blocking the sun, the memories would change and transport us back to those terrible days when Darcy's life had been in jeopardy. Ivory's wailing, unadulterate

Patrina and her father were having a father-daughter moment and she looked happy, Lavi was showered with love and compliments from our parents, but Darcy was slowly yet carefully walking to her parents with an expectant smile. All the three girls were looking really beautiful but honestly Darcy stood out the most because she wore very light makeup as her natural beauty glowed making everyone else dull. Her parents were looking at her awkwardly as they excused themselves, I could feel her sadness as her eyes filled with tears. Dylan who was standing stiff beside me in presence of his parents walked to her and comforted her.

Valeria POV “Get out!” Darcy screamed at the omegas, followed by things breaking. I sighed, just standing by the door. This is how life has been for the past month. After finding out she lost the pup, Sam has not been able to face her, and Darcy has been going crazy. I went back to training, and Damien kept to his words; he was training me at my pace, and I am actually doing better now. When I am not training, I stay with Darcy, trying to help her get over the loss, but Darcy has remained stubborn, doesn’t listen to anyone, chases the omegas, and lays down on the bed all day while crying at the loss of her pup.

Ariel muttered under her breath as she caught sight of the scars on her skin. Earlier, she was overjoyed with the fact that she was the only one at home and now that she set her eyes on Damien's picture, she felt a cold aura around her and that was when she knew that she might never heal from the trauma that was caused by Damien. Only the mere sight of his pictures caused shivers to run down her spine.

My parents were a part of a Triad that were the only ones that had a single Triad baby that lived. I have two sisters, Emerald age seventeen and Nephrite age sixteen, and one brother, Zircon age twelve. I was the only true Triad child of all three of our parents. “Sapphire. We are not trying to make you do something that you don’t want to do, but if you want to find your mate this is something you will have to do. The High Priestess and Dravo Darkfang will be going with you and Maxia Voltage and a few knights. We do hope that you will go with them and find where you are needed and belong,” Alpha Logan said as Luna Morgan came up to me and embraced me softly.

"You underestimate everyone in this pack. Do you think we’re all stupid? We see the missing children, the way the Alpha has disappeared and we know you’re the one pulling the strings. It’s only a matter of time before you die for all the evil you have done…The pack will rise against you!" Despite the threat, Darcy continued acting confused. She kept a worried expression on her face, tilting her head like she was listening to a crazy person. In reality, she wanted to reach out and rip off Paula’s head from her body right then and there, but she knew she had to maintain her image in front of her daughter. "I don't know what you're talking about," Darcy whispered, her voice sounding hurt. "I’ve

Darcy looked at the weak bitch lying in front of her eyes and left from there. Xavier looked at Darcy with the Pain in his Heart and before anyone could notice them, he closed the doors of the room. He slowly licked the bleeding part controlling his urge to Consume her. He licked her over there making her Heal faster than she always does. He doesn't want her pain to last even for Eight Hours like it always does. He is the only one who knows her Secret and he wants to keep it a Secret.

he finished. “Hey, Haven.” Darcy smiled perkily. I could see a bit of Izzy in her, but she seemed subtler, more mature, with maybe even a snarkier sparkle in her gaze. Holding out a hand, she added, “It’s so nice to meet a friend of Wick’s that doesn’t play football.” Then she paused and canted her face to the side. “Wait. You don’t play football, right?” I laughed as I shook her hand. “Nope. Not even a little.”

"It's fine. But anyway, she talked me through things and now I feel a lot better." "Was Gordon your boyfriend?" Darcy shakes her head. "No, my pet Goldfish. He died six months ago." She takes a fork and uses it to put a piece of cantaloupe in her mouth as if she never said anything. If it wasn't for my temporarily black computer screen, I wouldn't have seen the glare appear on my face in her direction. "Anyway, what do you need, ma'am?" She asks. "I need you to call Skippy and Mia and ask them to pull up any and all information on Sebastian Harrison and bring it to me. No questions asked, please."