Trixie Sting Novels & Stories

I nodded, taking a deep breath, “I know, but it is possible, and because I don’t have contact with people in the business of hunting rouge Others anymore, I only have you. Sorry to drag you into this, but I need your help!” Trixie leaned back into the couch, spreading his long muscular arms across the back, making his deep silk blue shirt pull slightly tight against his chest, “Man, I don’t know about this. I haven’t kept contact with them, but” he said looking at me as I gave him a pouty look, “Fine, let me make a few phone calls tomorrow. I’m a low-level vamp, Reggie. I don’t have pull like I used to. Plus, you better keep this hush hush. Word gets out that you let a sentenced demon on the

Claradious, Cassandra and Mia curiously asked the Midwives chorously while looking at them inquisitively because they were totally confused. "The Baby is a Vampire, a Werewolf and a Witch, making her three supernatural species in one, hence the name "TRIBRID" the very first of her kind." The midwife replied Claradious, Cassandra and Mia warmly. "How is that possible?" Claradious asked totally bewildered while looking at Baby Angelus in shock and disbelief.

No one dared make a move. Trixie panted loudly as she turned to Stefan and roared, "Why? Why don't you want me anymore? You said I betrayed the family, but what else could I have done? Was I supposed to live the rest of my life out as a mistress?" Stefan was extremely annoyed, and he turned to look at Elena. All he saw was Elena smiling as she looked at Trixie with a glass of red wine in her hand, and enjoying the drama. She was so graceful, unlike the crazy woman in front of him. It was impossible to imagine that she used to be a boring housewife who waited silently at home for him to return, while Trixie had been the world's most glamorous shining star.

Trixie shrieked in joy when she realized who was on the other line. Trixie has been able to train a lot of batches despite her age because she was just twenty when her client bought her out of a men's club and kept her as a sugar baby. The man was the owner of the club Trixie worked for. He was divorced but did not want to get into the troubling things of marriage anymore. He offered a deal with Trixie to be his kept woman and be the service girls' trainer in his club, but as it became famous, other clubs also wanted Trixie to train their girls. And Sweet Haven is among those clubs that Trixie teaches.

The night unfolded without a break, our relentless journey leading us to Cone Pack as the morning light embraced the horizon. As we approached the border, the soldiers, vigilant guardians of Cone Pack, intercepted us. They demanded an inspection, a scrutiny of our purpose for venturing into their territory. "I'm an Alpha, here to see Damian," I declared, the weight of his name causing swords to unsheathe in response. Their leader, unwavering, demanded the purpose of my visit. Rusty to verbal battle with those beneath me, his words ignited a flame of irritation within me. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, the audible crack of bones in my neck punctuating the tension.

I begin to protest, but he says, "Let's go, Princesa. Time to wax that little pussy of yours." Dread washes over me as I follow him into the front room, where a woman is all set up and waiting for me. Trixie, a beautiful woman in her mid-twenties with flawless blonde hair and a face adorned with makeup, stands tall with long, elegant legs that seem to go on forever, exuding the presence and allure of a supermodel. I can't help but wonder what someone like her is doing here, working for a monster like Diego. She must be getting something significant out of it. Perhaps money or sex, with him.

Then, she talked to the voice in her mind, "I delivered it! Now, where's my reward! Wait, I should have a gift too!" The system responded, "Well, congratulation my dear guest! For completing the mission! Now, your reward is... Going back to the sperm race! Good luck!" "Wait, what?! I don't want to be a sperm again!" BEEP! _______ MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE! THIS SPECIAL CHAPTER IS BROUGHT TO YOU BY THREE NOVELS! ~Kiera aka Santa from 'Trix System Unlocked: Butterfly Effect'~ ~The island with a woman and merman from 'I Want To Eat A Merman!'~

She just stared at me with a stern face. "Hi," I had to say to break the strange silence. "You…" "I'm Trixie," she said coldly and I squinted. I remembered Lita telling me about some group of students in this school a few days after I resumed. She mentioned Trixie. She was in grade 12, unfortunately, yes, our senior and she was the queen of the clique, the 'beauty dolls' in the college. Lita had told me to steer clear from her and her clique. I'm quite surprised to see her here.

“His love- ‘em-and-leave- ‘em reputation is well established if you believe the tabloids. Supposedly he’s left a trail of broken hearts from Amarillo to Corpus Christi.” “Ugh,” Trixie exhaled. “If there’s any truth to that at all, it’s just more reason for me to keep my distance.” They chatted a bit more, then Trixie announced, “Anyway, I have to go. I have a lot to do before we leave.” “Yeah,” Meghan said with a wicked giggle. “Like pack up some sexy lingerie, just in case.” “Meg,” Trixie hissed. “Stop it.” “Okay, okay, I’m sorry. I’ll stop.”

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.”