Virgil Tracy Novels & Stories

“So, what’s been so important that you’ve been ghosting my encrypted pings? Did you finally corner your prey?” “Who, me? I’ve been busy preparing for my bonding ceremony, of course!” Tracy’s excitement was infectious, even through the scrambled line. I froze. I knew Tracy had been tracking a specific wolf for over four years. But that man had retreated to his family’s stronghold in Liverton right after the graduation rites, and Tracy had followed his scent immediately. “Well, I’ll be damned. I didn't think you’d actually manage to snare the heart of a Kennedy. I clearly underestimated your tracking skills.”

Why don't you keep me company while I soak for a bit in the hot tub? "Um, okay, Vance." Vance rose and walked slowly out to the hot tub without confirming whether or not Tracy would follow. Tracy stalled, not sure how to react to the situation she was in, or whether Vance was someone she should help. She rationalized her reasons for staying: 'He really hasn't done anything inappropriate, he seems like a demanding old man, but he hasn't touched me. Dorothy would want me to stay. Besides, his getting into the hot tub is perfectly understandable given his arthritis.' She decided to continue her visit.

Right now, he was their only lead. “Because John said to come alone,” Mr. Hayes replied, his voice aggravatingly patient. “I have no doubt that he would have discovered them. I'm honestly surprised he didn't know you were here.” “Well, I'm sneaky,” Tracy said, holding her arm. Somehow, it hurt more now than when she was first shot. “Plus, no one looks twice at a crappy old car. There's a reason I didn't drive the Porsche.” Mr. Hayes smiled. “That's my girl.”

he said and Tracy nodded. He shut the door and he led her inside something that looked like a camp. From afar, she could see someone relaxing on a chair, but his back was facing them. Why did his stature look so familiar? As they approached, Tracy was filled with determination. Time to be a good girl. As soon as they approached the person, Tracy fell down and started crying. Victor looked at her surprised. "Good sir. I'm just a weak woman trying to make my parents proud. I'm innocent and can't hurt anyone. I promise I am not a threat to you,”

XAVIER POV Tracy is one of the women who hasn't stopped chasing me. Yes, I get chased by women. Crazy women, infact. I met Tracy at the Festival Of The Lunatic. A carnival held in the honor of the moon goddess. She has a cheerful spirit and that night, I was quite in a mood. It was during the time my father was killed and I lost every reason to be happy. Ryan was the one who had dragged me there and he had left me to be with Zoe.

Steven laughed at the realization. Tracy was also the only one that was powerful enough to pin the blame on him, she had caused him one eye, and she knew very well that he was after her so she had decided to put him on the run instead, she was going to pay for everything, he was going to expose her, even if that was the last thing he did, though he didn't want it to be the last thing he would do, killing her was to be the last thing for him, he was not going to die without killing Tracy first.

Tracking Travis ended up being less difficult than they would have imagined. It turned out he was a straightforward sort of a Vampire. He basically seemed to stick to Highway 89 as he approached the Crazies and there were plenty of accounts of seeing a suspicious character, as well as the body of one elderly drifter that never made the evening news.

Chapter 1350 Tracy looked at Catelyn with a resentful gaze. "I told you to do nothing and just wait." Catelyn smiled as if she saw something wonderful. Tracy bit her lower lip and warned Catelyn, "I have given you my ace. If you don't kill Trevor, Trevor will kill me. If so, I will pull you to go to hell with me. Anyway, no matter what you will do, you won't be able to shake me off!"

Tracy sighed heavily and stroked her hair, locking her arms against her chest. " Greg, maybe you should—" She was cut short. " Trevor Holt, " Greg corrected. " Spare me the damn crap!" Tracy yelled. " I don't give a fuck what the hell your name is. Just freaking leave my life alone! Leave the Hall group. " Greg glanced at the laptop and smiled. " Two charts in one. "He giggled. " I can do as much as leave the Hall group alone. Or maybe I can let it crumble before me. "