Mothman Trevor Henderson Novels & Stories

He chatted cheerfully with his companions at the table. "Gold Tooth," I called as I approached his table. "Yes. That's me. Do I know you?" "Your acquaintance over here knows me," I replied, and looked at Morgan. Morgan shamefully and fearfully looked away. "Hold on. You're Trevor Vanderholt, aren't you?" Gold Tooth asked, then he laughed. "The man, the myth, the legend." "I don't recall sending you an invite," he said. "I can be quite resourceful," I replied.

“He’s in the back. Helping me with some… heavy lifting. He’s a strong boy. Very… eager to please.” I could hear the lecherous undertone in his voice, the unspoken meaning behind his words. Mr. Henderson was a pervert. A dirty old man who lusted after young boys. And Father Michael was using him, using his perversion to cover his own depravity. “Well,” Mr. Henderson said, his voice a little shaky. “That’s… good. It’s good that he’s so… devoted.” “Isn’t it, though?” Father Michael said. “Now, if you’ll excuse me, Mr. Henderson. I have some more… cleaning to do. And Noah and I have some very… hard work to finish.”

Trent raises an intrigued eyebrow at the question, but he responds without hesitation, signing back, "I earned it in the shiver I joined after being rejected by the handlers." Satisfied with Trent's response, the merman moves aside, granting them passage down a hall. With a final nod of appreciation, Trent and Hunter swim pass the merman and swim in the the hall. As they make their way down the hallway, Hunter keeps a vigilant eye on the half-closed doors, catching glimpses of hidden transactions taking place inside. The atmosphere is tense, and it's evident that not everyone here can be trusted. Yet, Hunter finds comfort in Trent's steady presence, relying on his bondmate's confidence to le

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.

Luna sighed and said, “Anthony Henderson made it clear that he’s coming after New Moon Corporation. When the employees heard the news, they left… The company is empty, and so is the construction site. I don’t know how long I have to drink with you.” Halle noticed the despair in her tone. She immediately answered, “Of course. I’ll meet you at the same place. Just come over.” “Mmm…” After the call, Halle called Andrius. “Andrius, Luna said the richest man in Sumeria, Anthony Henderson is going after the Crestfalls and New Moon Corporation. What is going on?” “It’s not a big deal. Anthony Henderson won’t be hopping around like a rabbit for long,” Andrius said indifferently.

Just about hours when my mother died, my auntie, who is Polo’s husband, and Rendall’s mother died too. Her body was found near the lake and the lower body was also shattered into pieces. I saw Polo grieve and then go back to hunt the one who killed her wife and he also promised to kill the werewolf that killed my mother. The hunt failed and the werewolves they killed have no idea about what happened. After a week of grieving, I tried to be useful in the house by bringing woods for the fireplace. Polo and Finn are on the beer stalls and Rendall, who has the same age as mine is still sleeping. While gathering the dried branches, I heard a small rustle.

A Vampire is a Vampire… And I do what Hunters do, kill them. I could tell by the look on my 17 year old face that I was torn, and I mean extremely torn. I was fighting myself trying to decide if I should trust him or if this was a trap. And I know it felt more like a trap than anything. “Who are you?” I asked, and the reluctance was clear in my tone. “My name is Damien, and I’m a friend.” He replied. I shook my head. “You’re a Vampire.” I snapped.

By nightfall, Dani took over so that I could rest. While Dani drove through the night, she couldn’t until an hour after sunset, giving her time to feed and tap out an hour before sunrise. Her feeding was another issue we ran into. We didn’t have enough blood bags. We did, but there was an issue with a cooler, and the blood went bad. So I did the unthinkable. I let her feed on me to get us through to Bloodmoon. “Are you sure this is the address?” I questioned, cautiously looking around the apartment building we parked at inside Mount Hood. I’m sure we got past their patrol only because I used scent masking.

But he was as helpless as I was. Stephen, my Vampire, needs an assistant. And when Mason opted for a human, we, I mean me and Stephen, we both opposed. A human is not safe here. Stephen is a Hybrid. Max Enzo Zee and Saint are Vampires. A Human he won’t survive a day. But Mason hired him anyway. Even though Stephen was required to meet him right away, he chose to stay in his office and prepare himself. A night before that, he let me lose in the jungle. We had so much food. Well he had Blood and I had flesh. Just to be safe around the human you know.

Oscar Gavin and I arrived at the venue. John Hunter was already waiting for us in the VIP room of the restaurant. The man was a platinum blonde like his daughter, and I saw where Karen got some of her features from. He looked alive, and he looked my age. If it wasn't that I knew that he was a vampire, I wouldn't have believed. He looked calm and peaceful, and nothing was threatening about him. I had heard so much about the man, and I began to wonder if this was the same person that had done all the horrible stuff I heard.