Trixie Sting Novels & Stories

They stared fascinated, because I also rarely wear make-up. "You try to introspect yourself if your performance is not good. Can you bring the list to me?" Earlier, I explained what I wanted to do to Mas Guntur to Bang Fino, then he immediately made what I wanted. "Here's a list of names, ma'am." My eyes fixed on the name Mas Guntur as a manager in this company. He is indeed a manager, but very stingy with his wife, he even gives ten thousand for our daily needs.

wielding a dagger. Trix clenched her fist to stop them from shaking. Why couldn’t she just keep her hands to herself? Why couldn’tshe stop screwing up the lives of the people around her. She glanced towards Tristan, who was putting on a new pair of boots. His movements were slow and sluggish. He was still hurt, and giving Trix the silent treatment.

I said. Trixie took a deep breath, trying to find something to hurt me with. Her eyes suddenly lit up with a nasty, cruel spark. "You think you are so secure. But you cannot even protect the people close to you," she said. My posture went rigid, but I kept my face like stone. "What did you say?" I asked, my voice dropping an octave. "I heard about what happened at your pack house. The big tragedy," she said, leaning in with a fake, sympathetic smile.

"Tell me, Trixie, if you don't want me to hurt your ass up! You're such a slut!" Trixie smiled innocently. "I did that because I love you, Elvin. Please, come back to me! I really want you now! And hey, wake up! She doesn't deserve you. She's only after your wealth. Me, I don't need your wealth because I'm already rich, not like her. Who just lives in the squatter area. Please, Elvin! Let's go back to the beginning. Let's build our own family. I will allow you to fuck me everyday or what time you want. Fuck me here! Fuck me there! Please, Elvin. Just love me again." She leaned in, but before she could hug him, he immediately backed away, causing her to fall onto the bed.

Twenty-two years paying spies to stay near the borders of the Frost Pack and watching a little girl drink bitter herbal mixtures every morning just to keep the strange power inside her under control. I knew what she was long before she knew it herself. A tribrid. A rare combination of wolf, vampire, and witch blood that had not appeared in over eight centuries. I had waited patiently in the shadows, allowing her to grow up believing she was nothing special while I waited for the exact moment the seal around her blood would finally break. A soft knock came from the door, and the heavy wooden doors opened quietly. Seth, my spymaster, stepped into the room and bowed his head, keeping his eyes l

I have used every resource and connection available to me and I will keep using them to find her until I bring her home. I woke up today and did what I always do. I went straight to my laptop to check my email for any updates about Abby. Nothing is there again today but there was a little suprise for me. I paid this girl Trixie $20,000 to sleep with Abby's little biker boyfriend. When I opened the email I was looking forward to the pictures I asked for as proof to show Abby. Instead of that I found pictures of Trixie looking like she got hit by a professional boxer. She said that she did try but apprently the drugs the doctor gave him were not as strong as she suspected. Only a few minutes i

She nodded for him to continue. "Trixie won't admit it, but she possesses rare gifts. She started having visions when she was sixteen years old. This was around the time her parents packed theirs and Trixies sister's belongings, and moved out of the house. They left while she was in school.They left all her belonginds and six months of paid rent. She has not heard from them, since they left. She has always blamed her gifts for their betrayal. It is easier for her to pretend the gifts don't exist. Trixie told no one, and started taking hacking jobs to support herself.. She calls her visions hallucinations. The visions she has are not that rare. What is extraordinary is that Trixie can glance

Gavin said, looking at Trixie in disgust. Trixie felt someone watching her and turned to see Gavin giving her the stink eye. But she just smiled and waved her fingers at him. “Listen, Pixie isn’t like that she didn’t plan anything. She told me she would accept the reject even after what happened. Nothing has changed and I will figure out a way to make sure her scent is off me by the time I see Lara again.” Dyelon said, knowing he needed to come up with a plan to make sure he doesn’t lose his family because of one this mistake that he didn't regret. He looked back at Trixie again as she turned to smile at him. His heart skipping a beat at the sight of her smile. Gavin grabbed his arm pulling

"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

Only this time, they brought reinforcement, the third girlfriend. Lisa slammed her palm against my table. Hard. Plates rattled. I kept eating. Silence can bruise louder than a slap. “You thought you could embarrass us and get away with it?” Lisa demanded. I chewed slowly. Swallowed. Then lifted my gaze to the three of them. I let my eyes linger on the unfamiliar girl. “I see you brought an extra minion today.” The third girl blinked. “What?” Susan scoffed. “So you think you’re all that now?”