4k Trey Novels & Stories

I heard, and looked up from my phone to see Trey practically jump out of the elevator. He wore a black Soundgarden t-shirt and ripped jeans. Not … skinny jeans I noted. They weren’t at all my preference and especially not on men. He had on black combat boots and I had to wonder if that was like his signature look. In nearly every picture I saw of him online he was wearing similar boots. Even at award shows. “Nope easy peasy,” I said, giving my best smile. Metal smile. He grinned and put his arm around the small of my back, leading me into the elevator. My whole body nearly seized at his touch.

But if you asked Noah, which of the two he would have chosen to do in this situation, even if he wasn’t aware of Aris’s failure, he would have chosen to take the other path. Not because he vainly thought everything would magically work out for the best, but because there was a Shielder by his side whose energy barriers could buy him just the time he needed. Noah turned his attention towards the handsome, imposing man trailing only a step behind Aris. His name was Trey, and he was a dashing bloke in his mid-twenties whose tall stature and strong, well-defined muscles simply oozed masculine charm. He wore an all-black outfit: tight tactical protective vest, black military cargo pants, black co

"Easy peasy." A grin formed on his face as he turned to Kira; the latter shrugged, rolling her eyes. "We have two left." Said Kira as he walked towards the entrance. "I'll take care of it." Trevor asserted. "You sure act like the hero, and it makes me want to puke because we both know you are the villain." Ignoring her sass, Trevor yanked a gun from one of the dead security agents and dashed outside. He swooshed to the back of the two unsuspicious men whose eyes were on the building and, perhaps, waiting for them to come out.

“I probably wouldn’t be very good at that either, honey, but I’d be more than happy to give it a go.” Sed grinned. There’s Trey. He was wondering where he’d wandered off to. Trey continued, “Also, I sorta demolished my favorite guitar, so even if I could play, nothing would sound right.” “You have a spare,” Brian said into his microphone. “Hardly broke in.” Jake dashed across the stage and handed Trey his red and white Schecter. The roadie then picked up the pieces of the destroyed yellow and black.

Dre shouted horrified. “Xeon said he had everything in control,” Alpha Arrow frowned. “You don’t understand, Daddy !! Unknown to others, Treco is a Beta and a tracker too ! He can easily circumvent all traps and can instead, lure the enemy to his planted ones. Oh fuck ! What about Xeon ? And damn ! I swore in front of you. Shit ! No not again dammit ! Ughh,” Dre said infuriated but then successfully, shook himself out of the cursing loop. “Sorry for cursing, Daddy but I gotta save my mate,” he urgently said.

Kyle said he will be busy tonight training. Trent says he's alone and bored since his therapist left early today. He invites me to his trophy room where he spends most of his alone time. I take that as an advantage to beat boredom and loneliness. Plus, I get frightened at times of being alone in this big e after the kidnapping.

She turned to look at Jesse. He smiled back at K. "You can have it," he wheedled, heading towards the mounted shelves on the brick wall to power on his Marshall speakers. He shuffle played his iPod on the dock, it played Walls by Kings of Leon. "Levi gave that to me." He muttered, walking to the kitchen to get some bottles of beer, and whatever was available to offer K. "Want some beer?"

It was clear, well-lit, and taken somewhere I've never come across. Four men stood, side by side, none facing the camera. Even though they weren't facing the camera, you could see what needed to be seen. One face. Four times. It was Drey, but not Drey. My brain and eyes didn't know how to put it at first. It felt like I was seeing Drey in four different faces. They look exactly the same but in different appearances. Like I was staring at the four shades of Drey. My hand started shaking before I felt it happening. The phone trembled in my grip but Victoria reached out and took it back, carefully, like she was removing something fragile from someone who couldn't be trusted with it.

“Kevin is not good for you Yubi.” The words sliced the quiet clean in half. I blinked, turning slowly. “Excuse me?” Trey stared at me like he’d been waiting all night to say it. “I know him. I know what he is like with girls. He doesn’t date them, he uses them.” A laugh escaped me sharp, disbelieving. “Wow. And you think it’s your job to warn tell me that?” “Yes,” he said immediately, jaw tight. “It is.” “It’s none of your business Trey.”

he ordered her like Doom itself. Rebecca couldn’t disobey him. She was mastered. She let go reflexively. He pushed Trey forward and she tumbled onto her back with the shackled man on top of her. The four lengths of chain were slack enough to allow this, though the metal clashed crazily. Trey was still inside her, but not moving. Maybe he wouldn’t until Zane told him to. Maybe he was mastered too. Zane stretched over them both to dig in the supply drawer. “Jesus,” Trey breathed as Zane’s hand emerged with a container of KY.