Winx Trix Darcy Novels & Stories

The picture of her dancing with Felix would no doubt grace the cover of at least one tabloid first thing tomorrow morning. Any other company looking to snag Felix would see that Darcy Enterprises had beaten them to the punch. With that thought, Kelly moved easily to the rhythm of the music. She smiled and eased out of Felix's embrace so she could spin around before coming back to join him. The move gave anyone aiming for a photo op an unfettered view of her smiling…and wearing such a beautiful dress.... Thanks to Lizzy.

Darcy looked at the weak bitch lying in front of her eyes and left from there. Xavier looked at Darcy with the Pain in his Heart and before anyone could notice them, he closed the doors of the room. He slowly licked the bleeding part controlling his urge to Consume her. He licked her over there making her Heal faster than she always does. He doesn't want her pain to last even for Eight Hours like it always does. He is the only one who knows her Secret and he wants to keep it a Secret.

Darcy, a girl from a distant Quint family from the small city of Lilyrose, had no right to be in the same position as her, the daughter of a well-known and powerful family in Riverbank. Yet Darcy was better than her in every aspect. Darcy was more beautiful, more capable, and was the chairwoman of Sky Ocean Corporation that was worth billions. She became the branch head of the Quints at a young age, where the other family members had to listen to her. Jealousy had blinded Joan to the point that she believed everything that Darcy owned, except for her stupid useless husband, should be hers. She wanted to snatch everything from Darcy. It explained why she tried her very best in flattering Phoe

It was amazing there weren’t more ankle injuries at these parties. “Hey, Darcy.” I accepted the cup from Tripp and took a sip. The overwhelming scent of alcohol hit my senses, and I wrinkled my nose and lowered the cup. Tripp liked to drink vodka without mix. In his defense, the shit he bought was good enough it tasted fine alone, but there was a reason he was usually passed out somewhere by nine while the rest of us could keep partying until dawn. “Come dance with me.” Darcy strutted, or attempted to strut, into the room, twirling a lock of blonde hair around her finger.

My parents were a part of a Triad that were the only ones that had a single Triad baby that lived. I have two sisters, Emerald age seventeen and Nephrite age sixteen, and one brother, Zircon age twelve. I was the only true Triad child of all three of our parents. “Sapphire. We are not trying to make you do something that you don’t want to do, but if you want to find your mate this is something you will have to do. The High Priestess and Dravo Darkfang will be going with you and Maxia Voltage and a few knights. We do hope that you will go with them and find where you are needed and belong,” Alpha Logan said as Luna Morgan came up to me and embraced me softly.

“And I know how badly and desperately he needs him in his team. He has proven himself competent previously, and this time around, that's why he trusted him. But it won't work! Read my lips!” “What! What the fuck is your problem? So you knew…I mean you know the client I have all this while. You're pathetic! Your aim is to make me lose this deal but you have woefully! Trust me!” “I can't believe that I don't even know you. Do I know anything about you at all? What else are you investigating about me behind my back? What!?” Darcy's voice is filled with so many emotions. Then her gaze roamed on him as she played with his left shoulder. “Come on, why would you speak like I'm looking out for you.

A bottle of wine and two glasses on the dresser. "Thought you might like to unwind later," David said, nodding at the wine. "Mark doesn't drink, but I remember you enjoy a good Cabernet." "I do," I managed. David stepped closer. Close enough that I could see the silver flecks in his eyes, the faint scar bisecting his left eyebrow from some long-ago fight. "I'm glad you're here, Cassie." His voice dropped lower, rougher. "I've been thinking about this weekend for a long time."

I felt sorry for her mate as he looked around for the source of the supposed sound. “I'm sure it's just the wind or something” Claire assured her, but she looked unconvinced. The older woman put an arm around her shoulders, “it's just your mind playing tricks on you” She spoke soothingly, yet sternly at the same time. “Let’s go in, I will make you some tea and I will call Rhys” the older woman spoke calmly. She looked at Darcy as if she was a broken china doll that needed fixing. Darcy shook her head. “No, I heard something. I am not crazy Claire, I know what I heard .I'm telling you that there is someone watching us and I don't want you telling Rhys anything!” I didn't miss the hint of ange

Mrs Angela asked, her voice tinged with an air of assurance. Tracy leaned in gracefully, offering her hand to Wade, a subtle yet confident move that drew his attention. Her eyes sparkled as she locked gazes with Wade, a faint but warm smile playing on her lips. "Mom! Enough of this, your mind games." "I wouldn't have you control me just as you have done all my life." "Daisy is the one I want and I will marry her." Wade Roberto said, his voice laced with authority, he was even surprised at the authority by which he spoke to his mom.

They’d been high school sweethearts, and they were so perfect for each other that it made me sick to my stomach. “Come on, Wren. You’re my only single friend. You’re my only excuse to go out anymore.” Rifling through my makeup bag, I pulled out my foundation and shook the bottle. “I don’t want to be used, Darcy.” She laughed. “You’ll be using me. I’m the best fucking wing-woman you’ve ever had.” I snorted, applying my foundation efficiently. “We can have one drink.” “Yes! I knew I’d wear you down.”