Trix Winx Novels & Stories

I added. "Stop talking to me like that. You're nothing," she screamed, her inner wolf pushing to the surface. "I'm the Luna of the bloodline pack. I'm the woman who commands the respect of thousands of wolves," I said, my voice cutting through her screams. "And you're just a local embarrassment who is about to get grounded by her dad in front of a visiting Alpha," I told her. Trixie looked like she wanted to physically attack me, her eyes flashing a bright yellow for a split second.

I bark. He blinks slowly. “Screw… you…” Trixie steps forward and kicks the leg of the chair—hard. “Try again,” she says sweetly. “Okay, okay! It’s Dren.” “Dren?” I echo. “That’s not a name. That’s a sneeze.” “Do you want me to spell it?” the rogue sneers. “Do you want me to punch your face inside out?” I step closer, glaring. “Boys,” Trixie warns, “you’re both making my head hurt.”

She floated up and looked at him. “You can't do it alone. You need to join hands with other packs. Find the red roger pack and the Purple Front pack. Only those two packs can help you with this attack. You Al have three days to come together if you don't want to lose more lives than this.” she said before vanishing into thin air.

This was my purpose, this was my strength. "Brax, if you can hear me," I whispered to the wind, "I will avenge you. I will protect them. Our love and your spirit will guide me. We will rise, stronger than ever." As the sun set, painting the sky with hues of gold and crimson, I knew that the journey ahead would be perilous. But with vengeance and love as my children's torches, nothing could stand in my way. This was just the beginning, and the world would soon know the name of Luna Wicken.

"Seraphina Agni, save our clan and come back safe. We need you, before our clan disappears, please— save the phoenix from crying..."

"I am a tribrid! Isn't it supposed to be worse on my side?" "What makes you tribrid?!" She yelled in exasperation, and Keturah walked into the tent, chuckling as she did. "He is proving to be a handful, not so?" She asked Isobel, who exhaled. I had been in the witches territory for the past week, learning how to summon and control my magic. Isobel insisted it was necessary. "My witch gene makes me tribrid." I replied to Isobel, who clapped her hands. "Exactly! You already have magic, and that helps you control your vampire and werewolf sides."

"I do not." "That's a pity," Jermaine muttered. "Are we not on calmer nerves?" He asked. Kincaid growled and stepped back. Suddenly, someone pushed through, giggling and clapping. "You found the bitch and brought her back," Trixie came to stand in my front without knowing what was going on around her. "Where did you find the bitch?" She asked, looking around. Her face slowly changed from giddy excitement to surprise - as she saw the men from my pack and the giant Cedric who towered by my side - and then to fear. She stumbled back, wanting to go back to her brother, in her foolish blindness, she had jumped directly into our middle. She took a step back and bumped into Kincaid. He turned and g

Wendy's sarcastic cross-armed. "Ynaria, Wendy. Can you stop this?" Trist's disobedience causes both Ynaria and Wendy to be stopped-and it gets everyone's attention back. "Trist," Clement said, but Trist ignored it instead continuing to speak. "If I only knew this was going to happen. I hope I didn't agree," Trist said disappointed and shook slightly. "I'll admit, we've all been drinking, but don't get mad. I understand what you're going through in life and whatever we've experienced at the resort. Please, let's just forget the past, shall we?" Its suggestion. "This conversion is over, go home!" Trist's last word before he left the VIP room.

I wasn’t oblivious to the way William looked at her, and afterwhile I began to notice her stealing looks at him as well. I tried to ignore it, but my mind just said I had to solidify things. I had to gain her attention and trust in other ways. When Trixie asked me for the favor of getting her camp friend I felt it was the perfect opportunity. A chance to impress both Victoria and Trixie. I could and would do this and be the hero they both wanted. Trixie asked me for this, not my brothers. Everything was going exactly to plan, and Victoria was beyond impressed with me for it. It was all perfect, until Trixie threw a drink in my face. Until she looked at me like I ruined her life. I had no clu

“The goddess also delayed my coming to fulfill a prophecy. You’re not the chosen one, Diane. I was blabbing about killing Xavier. He’s stronger than every wolf. He’s broken the limits of a normal wolf.” Diane gasped as her wolf spoke and then she remembered something she’d missed all the while, and asked, “what’s my special ability?” “I am Trix, the only daughter of the goddess. I know everything. Or at least, whatever the goddess wants us to know. You might have killed Xavier if she allowed me to come earlier, but, Xavier could overpower us. she doesn’t want to lose us to the such rascal. You’re pretty lucky to have me” “Hold on a second. You put my life at risk out there when you knew he w