4k Trey Novels & Stories

“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.

He replied lazily, “Didn’t lie. Everything I said was true. Just sent her a few pics of my car, my watch… and some shots of me doing extreme sports overseas. You know, skiing, skydiving, that sort of thing.” I was speechless. “She was impressed that easily?” Trey sounded offended. “What do you mean ‘that easily’? Do you even know how much those photos are worth? How many people can afford to do what I do?” I thought about it. Fair enough. Then I asked, “So what’s your plan? And wait, hasn’t Chloe seen you before? Wouldn’t she recognize you?” Trey grinned. “Relax. I checked with Kira—Chloe’s never met me. And I told Kira not to show her any photos of me. Kira wouldn’t dare go against me.”

“Ever.” “We’re getting married soon, are we not? We can call this prac--” “Dad, I’m sleepy!” Trey complained. He got up on his tippy-toes and stretched out his arms in front of Kain, pouting as he waited for him to pick him up. His eyes had been drooping for a bit. Kain looked down at him, reluctantly releasing her waist and bending to pick him up. Denise smacked his hand before he could lift him, and shoved him aside with her lower half…or at least tried to.

“I just… I don’t know what to do with this fear. I’ve always talked through it. You don’t.” “I act,” Kael replied. Riven nodded. It wasn’t enough, but it was honest. --- Later that afternoon, Trey showed up in his beat-up blue truck, honking twice like he owned the place. He hopped out with a six-pack and a bag of something fried. “Jesus, you two look like hell,” he said, grinning as he held up the food. “Thought you could use a little something greasy to go with the brooding.” Kael smirked as he wiped his hands on a rag and bumped fists with him. “We’ve had worse days.”

He was so focused on what he was doing that he didn't even notice when I arrived, he was going slowly on the treadmill, just as I instructed. "You seem to be doing pretty good, Mr. Jake," I was able to catch his attention with that. "I've told you several times that calling me Mr. Jake sounds old, Jake is fine," I laughed at that, yeah I remember him telling me that. He continued his slow movement so as not to stress the knee bone that was recovering, I showed him what to do and took notes as I watched him. After the therapy section was over, I encouraged him to continue with his medications as that would also do him good. We bid each other good bye until l our next meeting.

Now make him proud. “Trey, make sure they know the sneak attacks from behind and watch them until I return. Make sure the one in the back row does not fall out of line. He has been giving me some trouble lately.” “Yes, Cristina, I will look after them. Please take care of what you must. They are in good hands with me.” I nod my head in approval and walk away from the training building. Trey was the first person I had turned into a Bampire to start my army years ago. He is the most advanced of them all. Trey was a Marine who was truly Knowledgeable of war and fighting tactics. He is the one who leads my army and watches over them when I'm not around. I could not have come this far without hi

Her curiosity over Trey was digging a hole in her brain, and she couldn’t stop herself from asking Karel about the lion. “Do you know who Trey is?” Karel frowned for a second. Shit. Maybe she wasn’t supposed to ask. Dammit, but she wanted to know where the hell he was. “I do know him. Have known him all my life,” he finally replied. “Is he around?” She tried for casual, but knew it came off as nosy. “Trey is...” Karel trailed off and sighed. “Right ahead of us.” She searched ahead but didn’t see anyone. Suddenly, the giant marched out from between the trees. He zeroed in on them and sped up. Her heart did flip flops in her chest, and her temperature shot out of orbit from the single hot look