Trixx Miraculous Ladybug Novels & Stories

So instead, I nodded with a smile. "I am sure he will. Who can resist you?" "Absolutely no one," she grinned. "So, I guess we are hybrids then," I said casually, in a bid to move the conversation from Umma and Baba. It hurt to listen to all that when I could have been here to witness it all. To be a part of her life. When I would've dealt with every piece of shit that had hurt Lisa. But I wasn't here. And dammit does it hurt! "Tribrids. We are tribrids. Umma is a hybrid. A dragon witch."

“This time I'll rewrite my destiny, and every single one that has wronged me will pay.” She felt a tingling slow-burning sensation across her lower back. “What in the…” she muttered, turning towards the mirror, pulling her robe aside to check what it was. There it was, etched on her skin just above her waist, a strange symbol—three crescent arcs entwined, forming an endless cycle. It pulsed faintly, as if alive. Her lips parted in awe. “The Tribrid mark…” she whispered. The legendary mark spoken in hushed tones by the elders, who believed it was a myth. This must be the blessing…the Moon Goddess mentioned.”

she screamed. But I wasn’t fast enough. The Stinger was already there. Hand raised. Magic gathering like a storm. And this time, it was aimed at her. The second the old bastard reached the porch, the others sprang into action. Tristan lunged at one of the smaller Stingers, slamming him into a tree with a snarl. The other wolves split off, tearing through the others like fury given fangs. Lyra stood her ground, her hands glowing with the little magic she had, drawing a protective line across the dirt.

Their eyes were bugged out like they were trying to see somethingor anything that could explain when happened to them. “What the hell did you just say? I know damn well you didn’t just say they were fighting Fairies. When you said Trixie was part fairy, I didn’t think it was the Tinkerbell kind of fairy. So, you're saying Trixie is related to folks who look like little butterflies.” Mina said in disbelief. “I beg your pardon, we looking nothing like those clueless creatures, their all beauty and no brains.” “WHAT THE FUCK!” “WHAT THE HELL MAN!” “SHIT GOD DAMNIT!” Ji’lahni, Mina, and Lynn yelled at the same time already running. Lucky and Charm had just stepped outside from getting settled in

I blubber out " why? What was wrong with me?" "Oh honey there was and is nothing wrong with you!" My dad cries trying to grab my hand. I pull it into the blanket and curl into Chris. "It's not that there is anything wrong.. it's what is right about you... you my love are a tribrid...do you have any idea what that is?" I shake my head no, I have no clue what that is. All I know is that my world has just blown to pieces and nothing about my life is real. "A tridrid is extremely rare." Dad continues "in fact it is so rare that there hasn't been one in over 3 thousand years. A tribrid is part witch, part vampire and part wolf." Dad looks at me and his face his dead serious.

Thunder rumbled in the distance, but all the electricity I felt was between our bodies as he pumped inside me, over and over, pushing me higher until I sat on the edge of the sweetest oblivion. He thrust deep, and I gasped as the spasm took over. My core quivered. My blood rushed like a hot stream of molten lava. I gasped and bolted upright. I wasn't in a field in Italy. I was in my bed. In San Diego. I had just had an erotic dream about my boss.

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!'~

Thankful that I can't feel anything anymore. My name is Cassandra Wright I'm 18 years old and this is my story, my life. I am from the Crescent moon pack or should I say I was until I had to run for my life. The Crescent moon pack is one of the largest packs in America and has some of the strongest warriors. My father is a werevolve and the Alpha of the pack my mother was something different a hybrid vampire-witch. And what does that make me you wonder I'm one of a kind a werewolve, witch and vampire. I'm a tribrid.

Instead, I let every fucking emotion run through me and suddenly, the blue sky darkened, blocking out the moonlight, releasing a dark haze that covered the darkness of the night. Cirilla's scent grew stronger. I raced past them. After a few more minutes of running, my mate's scent led me to a cabin. From afar it looked abandoned but as we got closer, the stench of death mixed with other scents invaded my nostrils. Rogues. Witches. They surrounded the cabin, fighting with several lifeless bodies in blood pools. My heartbeat quickened. Cirilla was there. I shredded apart the rogues that attacked me, making my way to the back of the cabin. There were more of them there and several bodies of rog

I gagged as I saw the beating heart dripping blood, the fairies all cheered and shouted as Trixie won the fight. She dropped to the floor and Chad hurried and picked her up into his arms bringing her inside her hut and laid her on her bed, she strength for the bottle that’s labels ‘fix me’ and paste it on her wing, a golden seam ran up her wing attaching it back in place as she screamed to the top of her lungs. Then , she dropped flat on the bed, eyes shut tight.