Trixie Timmy 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

She continued: “When I arrived...you and Eric were always kind to me. You didn’t have to be. You and Ryker didn’t have to trust me. But you did. Eric gave me lessons in pack history. You taught me to breathe when I was afraid. You both...you helped me belong.” Will’s gaze softened. He exhaled. “Eric tells me you’re engaged.” Trixie nodded, tears gathering. “Yes.” She hesitated, then plunged on. “I wanted you to know—I’m happy. With Ryker. But I didn't want—” She paused, struggling. “I didn’t want you to think I forgot you. You both...you were among my first friends here.” Will glanced to the closed door, then back. “And you’re not forgetting us.”

I needed to buy myself a lot of time or else, I was going to be doomed if he discovers. Bang! I collided with a figure just as I was running, making me fall to the floor. Immediately, a sense of premonition arose in my heart as I stood up and looked at the figure. Frowning, I saw that the figure was a man in his late sixties. But from the looks of it, he didn't seem to be a member of the pack and it made me wonder if he was a spy. But then I could care less about that at the moment, I needed to leave as soon as I could. I didn't know if Alpha Kyle had noticed that I was missing or not.

“Yeah. Didn’t you know that? All of us are bisexuals.” “Including Ragnulf?” I was in so much shock, I didn’t know when I shouted. “Yeah.” He chuckled. “Why are you surprised?” “Oh! No, it’s nothing.” I sort of felt disappointed. I guess my expectations of the two brothers were too high. “Timber is completely gay though. He doesn’t get turned on by any female. He doesn’t care if you are his mate.” “Eyolf.” I heaved a deep sigh. “While you were in the cell, you told me to prove my worth to you.”

"Wait it out." "But he is clearly a hybrid. You all saw it." Bri muttered in worry. "What more could she want from him?" "I just happened to wonder..." Isobel called their attention. "Having mixed genes from three different races makes you a tribrid, right?" At her question, they all fell silent. Bri lost her ability to breathe for the next few seconds. "Your boy is so lucky, Bri. A force to be reckoned with."

Lil Six was a networker, he knew many people, it would be best for him to handle this. Indeed, Lil Six soon told Jasper about some information that he found out about Timmy. He claimed that Timmy had been good for nothing, and made a living out of women's money. He had conned many old women out of their money, and he had been eyeing Ruby lately.

I can hear Damon and someone else talking. "Trix, baby girl, it's for you." I hear Damon call. "Really? I am sat on the kitchen floor, with a baby still attached they can go away!" Who the hell would come at this time? "Now, princess. That's not nice." I look up to see my dad, my body going to jump up as Damon stops me. "Stay right there. What do you two need?" My dad looks at Damon. "A bath needs running for Trixie. I am two minutes away." I hear the midwife reply, my dad nods and walks off.

the officer said in a commanding voice. "Yes, officer..." Tim trailed off. "Officer Wilson," the cop replied, sternly. With a sinking feeling, Tim opened the door and got out of the car. He was shivering, even though it was not a particularly cold night. Tim was a slip of a boy, 5-7, 120 pounds, max. Tim was blonde, and barely looked like he had passed through puberty. He was wearing a thin t-shirt, loose straight-legged jeans, and a beat-up pair of Converse AllStars. It all accentuated how pathetically scrawny he was.

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.

Alexa had her fingers crossed, as she knelt in front of the television, waiting for them to reach the Love Pack. "From the Desire Pack, Phoenix Diamond," the female presenter read out, glancing from the paper in her hand, to the camera. Alexa looked over her shoulder at me. "Have you heard of her." Shaking my head no, I wonder briefly why I would know someone from the Desire Pack. Alexa has always been a lot more popular than me; online, and off. She has her hands in friend groups I didn't know existed, and now, I've gotten used to being the one friend left out.