Trixie Belden Fanfiction Novels & Stories

If those two had only known what happened to her last night, they may be shivering right now. Because they still don't have customers and it is too rare for someone to cross over, they cleaned the shop first. "Isn't she Captain Zyd's fiancee? God! She is absolutely stunning." Trixie, who was drooling over Zyd's fiancée on television, caught her eye. Yes, she saw that woman before in the park. Her curves are in the perfect places, and she is a stunning woman. Anyway, she's like a goddess. She then looked away and didn't give a damn.

Trixie smirked, not hearing Agustin’s answer, so she confidently faced him. “I knew it. You still want me, Eli. You’re just curious about him, that’s why you did that last night, right?” Trixie approached Agustin, touching his cheeks. “I don’t believe that you like guys. Because I know that you still need me. You still like me. We can go back to how we used to be,” she said, caressing Agustin’s cheek. However, she was surprised when Agustin pushed her hand away, causing her to hold her hand.

I didn't tell her that though, she looked so excited about it, I would rather not break that spirit. “Oh, that is very…interesting,” I murmured. “It is, isn't it? We are hoping the triplets will be lucky enough to find theirs this month.” “Hardy har har, ma’am Elena,” Damian said, “Not going to happen.” “You are just scared of being tied down, you man-whore,” Mum shot back, and he grinned. “And I am damned proud of it,” “Disgusting,” Mum scoffed, curling her lips in distaste.

I grip his hand tighter as i pull him towrd me grabbing his throat with my other and squeeze as I say" Let me guess daddy dearest didn't tell you what I am?" And the guy tries he really tries to get my grip losen around his throat but he can't as he says" Wh... what... do...you.....mean?" he's struggling to get his words out. "I mean dumb ass I am a lot stronger than you being a tribrid." i say nonchalantly and his face oh how i wish i could have taken a picture of it as his face turned stunned and shocked. His eyes are so wide I thought they were going to come out of their sockets. "But enough about me I'm getting hungry mind if i take a bit?" i ask and i swear this guy is fucking more stup

She hums an annoyingly cheerful tune while blowing a bubble, which pops with a snap. The mission is simple: check out an abandoned outpost where rogue activity was last reported. A basic recon job. In and out. But nothing is simple when Trixie is involved. Her very presence makes my skin itch, like I’m constantly bracing for an explosion. “You smell like a candy store,” I mutter after twenty minutes of chewing noises, perfume, and pink. “That’s because I’m sweet,” she says with a wink. “Unlike you, who smells like testosterone and mild trauma.”

× Ryder × Trix looks like he’s barely holding it together. His jaw is tight, his eyes have this wild edge, and his pacing is so relentless I’m half worried he’s going to wear a trench into the floor. Dude’s spinning, and it’s all because of this Dixie girl. I mean, yeah, she’s his mate, but I didn’t think Trix felt things this deeply. Alpha of steel and all that. But here he is, looking like he’s one wrong word away from losing it completely.

Trixie turned around slowly with an understanding smile on her face. “Alpha, I understand I would never want to put your men in danger.” Trixie said smiling. “Oh this is about to be fucked up, I can feel it.” Mina said looking at a side of Trixie she never saw before. Trixie's eyes shifted toward Mina with a smile, before looking back at Makahi. “As I said Alpha you're right I wouldn't want to put any of your men in harms way. So you need to tell them not to get in my way, because what I will do to them would make a fight with Dyelon feel like wrestling.” Trixie said as she put her guns back in her leg holster, then pulled two blaze out of nowhere. She grabbed the handle and smiled an evil s

Five years of distance, discipline, and control evaporated the moment she whispered my name. “Uncle Zahar…” A whisper that lived in my veins long after she stopped saying it. “Earth to Zahar?” Gabe said suddenly, snapping me back. “You’re zoning out like hell, man.” I cleared my throat and pulled my arm subtly, trying to free it from Trixie’s hold without making it obvious. “Just tired. The flight was long.” Lies. I was exhausted, yes—but not from the flight. From her. Trixie tugged my arm back immediately, hugging it like a damn plush toy and leaning her cheek on my shoulder again. “You didn’t eat the borscht,” she said softly, sounding wounded.

" I almost choke on my coffee, then push the cup away from me before I can accidentally knock it over. "Bella really told you that?" Beth's grin has a definite feline quality to it now. "Of course she did - holding her sides, tears in her eyes, while managing to look horribly grossed out at the same time." "Ah, I know. I can be such an ass sometimes, but I can't help it - I love to try and squick them out from time to time. And there's really not much else I can say that will make them both stare at me with that

“I have prepared a room for you where you can rest and understand the changes you are undergoing.” He leads us up a grand staircase to a spacious bedroom that overlooks the expansive grounds of the estate. The room is decorated in rich hues of red and gold, with luxurious furnishings that speak of centuries of wealth and refinement. As I sink into the plush bedding, exhaustion washes over me, pulling me into a deep slumber. In my dreams, I see flashes of my ancestors—vampires, werewolves, and something else, something darker and more elusive. They whisper to me of power and destiny, weaving a tapestry of secrets and mysteries that unravel before my eyes. I see visions of battles fought under