Gta Characters Trevor Novels & Stories

Slowly, I walked toward the abandoned building and slipped through the partially open side door. The interior smelled faintly of dust and old wood. Light filtered through cracked windows. And there they were. Trevor stood with three of his usual minion friends, forming a loose circle around a young guy positioned in the center. The guy looked younger than most of us. Probably around Sam’s age. My chest tightened slightly at the comparison. Trevor folded his arms. “Come on,” he mocked. “You shouldn't be ashamed to tell us what your parents do… or are they too poor, and you're ashamed of them?”

Moreover, she realized that it was comedic after recalling how serious Trevor had acted just now. Jason also felt the urge to laugh after hearing Jessica's laughter. He glanced at Trevor with an amused gaze, seemingly doubting the affluence and fame of the Jonas Family that they supposedly had. "Very well." Trevor chuckled coldly. "You will soon know who I am." Trevor then called someone with his phone. "I am Trevor Jonas, currently in the Ninth Hospital. I hope that you can be here immediately," Trevor spoke indifferently. "Jekyll Lou's subordinates are disgraceful and unbecoming." Trevor cursed in exasperation after disconnecting the call.

In his pack he is training to be a hunter & on the border patrols. Travis: Travis is a resistance outpost leader. He is also a low class pureblood Vampire. He is the owner & bartender of Travis's Tavern. Travis has a background with Dmitri. He was in debt with him until he made a trade containing information he had that Dmitri was interested in. This also saved him from the Nero family. Because he was an easy informant, Zachary Nero was left to watch him until Jason's final decision on what to do with him. Most of his information comes from his two known cousins, Trent and the other referred to as a lunatic. Travis gives out the information about Charles's outpost to save his own life.

I stepped in front of Victoria protectively, my body tensing as I held her trembling form behind me. "Who’s out there?" I growled, baring my teeth slightly, ready to defend. "Felicity?" a familiar voice called out. Trevor emerged from the bushes, disheveled and dirty, with leaves tangled in his hair. His expression was a strange mix of confusion and something darker—almost sinister. "Trevor, what are you doing out here?!" Victoria yelled. He shrugged. "I like to take walks to clear my mind. It's better than drinking," he said, shooting Victoria a pointed look that made me uncomfortable.

"Damn, Trickster, are you okay? You look like you've been hiding in a crypt for three days." "I have," I deadpanned, lifting a forkful of pasta to my mouth. "Nice of you to notice." Trevor grinned like I'd just handed him a win. "Ohh, she bites back. Good. I was worried you'd gone soft." "Pale, moody, and sarcastic," he added as he stepped inside like he owned the place. "Yep. Still our Trickster." And just like that, the kitchen exploded with energy. Trevor barged in first, tall and loud and impossible to ignore, followed by Greg, whose grin suggested he had mischief brewing in every pocket.

I'd be damned if I wasn't going to be prepared for anything. "Jesus, Keera." Trevor scolded lightly, taking the gun out of my hands and putting it back in my holster just before a buff guy with chin length black hair showed up in our line of sight. "You do not want to unnecessarily piss these people off with your antics," Trevor whispered urgently as the guy neared. His face showed a bit of disappointment but I didn't let it bother me.

"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.

My heart nearly breaks when I see Kaiden laying in his pool of blood on the ground. I quickly took out my phone and called the cops and the ambulance. Trevor this is your last day on this fucking planetly. I took out my gun and I saw it was already loaded. " Hey dickhead!!!'' I called as I walked towards him pointing the gun at him. " Well well isn't it the one and only Atlas Ryder who is always there to save his beloved friends, who are you here to save ? Is it Kaiden your best friend or Saskia your princesa?? " He said laughing. " I'm here to save both of my friends Trevor something you will never have and im sure that today would be your last day of freedom" I said smirking. " What are yo

“You’re okay.” “I don’t feel so good. And Pierce…” “Take some deep breaths. He’s fine. Let’s go cut him loose.” “Got it,” said another voice. Matt whirled, and Brea caught sight of a tall man with a blond crew cut and a badass vibe. “I’m Trevor,” the newcomer said with a friendly head bob as he tucked away the gun in his hand. “You must be Walker’s girl.” She nodded. “B-Brea.” “I’m Matt. Got a handcuff key?”

Was he bigger than I view him to be? Beast Of New York City, that sounds fvcking scary. "Him.." Her eyes narrowed at the rich macho who now had many half-clad women rolling around him and his men, probably a welcome to the occasion. "That's Trevor. He is the man I talked about. A killer with no remorse. Fvck! I need to leave, he shouldn't see me around. Do you know a backdoor around here?" Everly hurried up the stairs with so much fear in her eyes and I followed quickly.