Winx Icy Darcy Stormy Novels & Stories

Darcy crumpled further against the wood. I sprinted toward her, shielding her small frame with my own, as if my spirit body could protect her from the storm. I shivered in trembles as the thunder seemed to rattle my very soul. “Darcy?” I murmured, leaning closer to check on her. She didn't answer. “Darcy!” I pulled back, gently prying her arms away from her chest. When she finally looked at me, my breath snagged. Her eyes weren't the soft blue I knew; they were a disturbing, magnetic crimson.

“How’s I12 progressing Eva?” Chris asked once everyone left the room. “Beautifully...” Darcy chuckled “I can’t wait to see the bitch’s face when everything unveils.” Darcy: “What’s your plan? How long are you going to keep this on for?” “Not yet…. The higher you fly, the greater the fall.” Chris narrowed his eyes, his lips curled sinisterly “Doesn’t she like to have kids??? Won’t it be disappointing if we don’t give her that opportunity?”

*Meri* I sigh when I feel Tom's strong arm slide around me and his lips grace my bare back. I am wearing a long red dress with wide draped sleeves and an open back. "You look absolutely beautiful darling". "Thank you love". I reach my hand back to gently rest on his cheek and he leans into my touch with a slight hum. "I am happy you are off from the theater tonight". "Me too, I would be sad to miss Zac's big evening and a chance to show you off". He leans down to plant small kisses on my neck.

They were the men who helped her hide her secrets for years and took care of all her dirty jobs. When the plane finally landed, the wheels bumped hard against the grass and dirt. The doors opened, and Darcy stepped out into the cold evening air of the northern woods. The wind was biting, and the trees were really tall, compared to the ones in Blackwater. She looked around, her eyes searching the shadows, then she quickly pulled her phone from her pocket and dialed Somad’s number. Somad picked up on the first ring. "I can see you, Darcy," his impatient voice came through the phone. "We are watching you right now, but there is a problem."

Even if she wasn't the heiress of a rich and wealthy family, once she married Long Tian, she would be the rich, wealthy, and powerful madam of the Long Family. The lights in the Disco Club were dim, with only the stage lights bright enough to light the place. Lu Jin familiarly walked to the counter and set down her purse, smiling up generously at the server. "A shot of NW Vodka, please." The drink mixer blushed upon seeing her pretty appearance. "Yes, miss. Give a second." A minute later, he returned with her drink. An enamored smile on his face, he slid the glass across the counter and dazedly stared at her.

Joyce yelled, "Stop calling him! I don't need him! He's broken up with me anyway! I'm going home with Fin tonight!" Queenie quickly interjected, "Harry, if you don't come, Joyce will leave with Finley. I yawned. "That's good. Finley's great at taking care of her." With that, I hung up and went back to sleep. Some time later, I heard the front door open. A few moments later, my bedroom door was pushed open. Joyce stormed in, pointing at me. "Harry, why didn't you come get me? Aren't you afraid something might happen between Fin and me?"

AUGUST I tried to breathe the pain away. Ambrose’s kick wasn’t that powerful purely because I’ve received more kick from him and this was by far, the softest of them all. Despite of that, the kick still hit the bulls’ eye of my hollow stomach and I’m not even wearing anything to begin with. I had to flinch for a short moment but I tried not to show any signs of weakness. I centered my focal point at Ambrose and I instantly saw the upcoming storm named typhoon Ambrose. His glare was filled with so much intensity and that was more than enough for me to know that he’s about to go on a rampage.

Darcy shook his head. "Ten years? Where did she get so much money?" "Records show she paid for a month, then an anonymous account covered the rest. We can't trace the account yet." I opened the window, letting in cool morning air. Pine pheromones surged in the car as I stared at the call-end notice on my phone. Darcy in the passenger seat was sweating bullets—struggling to breathe under the onslaught of my Alpha pheromones. "Investigate it," I growled, tearing off my tie as my canines pierced my lower lip. The metallic tang of blood mingled with the scent of tequila, filling the confined space. "Pull up the surveillance footage from Spike's room."

“You’re going to love this. I swear, Wick is the best person in the world to go spook housing with. He lets you cling all over him when you get freaked out. He doesn’t get annoyed when you scream in his ear. And just when you think you’re going to pee your pants from being so scared, he’ll laugh at one of the ghouls and make it feel not so scary at all.” “Yeah, no. Wick pisses you off when you go spook housing with him,” Darcy contradicted. “Nothing ever scares him. It’s no fun at all. I mean, you can’t spook the guy one bit.” “We have competitions of jumping out at places and trying to catch him off guard,” Izzy explained to me, before rolling her eyes Darcy’s way. “Darcy’s just sour that s