St Trina's Torch Novels & Stories

Lucas was the first to speak up as he stared straight at Trina refusing to look at Tristan . Tristan had a smile on his face noticing these,he turned to face Salome his mouth slightly opened in shock as he stared at the goddess before him. Wow! Trina mumbled in surprise not taking her eyes off him you are drooling Tristan said and reflexibly Salome raised her hands to her side of her mouth but upon realise there was nothing there.

Hilda carried Seth to the edge of the stone railing before handing him back to Aubrey. Travis stepped toward the microphone at the center of the stage. He looked out over the sea of faces—the warriors, the elders, the families, and the visiting packs. He felt Aubrey’s presence beside him, and for a moment, the fear of the deal with Asval faded into the background. "People of Silverstone!" Travis’s voice rang out, amplified by the speakers across the square. The crowd went silent. Even the wind seemed to stop. "We have been through a lot in these past weeks," Travis continued. "We have seen blood. We have seen loss. We have said goodbye to brothers and sisters who died defending this home. Ou

The air around us exploded in a bright flash of light and heat that seemed to come from nowhere. Dina was ripped from Tristan’s arms and flung against the base of a tree, crumpling the second her body made impact. Her clothes were smoldering, letting off thin tendrils of smoke that dissipated in the air. Splotches of light danced in my vision, but I noticed Tristan was smoking as well. The blast had clipped his shoulder, burning a hole in his blood-soaked shirt.

she added, snatching Zack’s invitation and handing it to the hotel staff without hesitation. “W-Wait... Do I know you?” Zack asked as they entered the hotel lobby. He was just now starting to process what had happened. “Let’s just say we’re even now. Thanks for helping out. Oh, and I’m Trina.” She gave him a sly smirk, raising her left eyebrow before turning and walking away. Vian and Mylah exchanged looks, unsure how to react to their friend’s boldness.

He suppressed the urge to tear her apart with his bare hands. That would be too quick. Too merciful. He personally snatched the torch from Owen's trembling hands. "Dad, let me do it," Owen whispered. "I was the one who threw the first torch. I should—" "No." Kieran's voice was final. "This is my responsibility. My failure. My execution to carry out." Drawing an arc through the air, the torch landed precisely on the pile of wood that had been soaked in oil. Massive flames shot skyward instantly, illuminating half the sky with hellish orange light.

“ Tristan? “ I called out slowly. No response. “ Tristan ! “ “ Keep quiet” “ Tristan I'm serious watch–” I managed to push him away so he wouldn't fall in the bonfire. The lightning struck across my back as I fell down right beside the bonfire. “ Delaury! “ I heard Tristan scream as I could feel liquid oozing from my back. Tristan held me in his arms as the world spinned around me. I think he might have mind- linked Tyron who came running after.

I would have canceled the plan of fighting beside Ryan but I have told Trina, Ryan's sister, about it already, she has all this armor ready for me. She gave me a sword to use to fight the battle, and when I was turning, she had something to insert into my nails, which would make killing faster. “Mummy, say something please,” Tasha pleaded. “What?* I asked, absentmindedly. “Would you stay with us, so Olivia won't be mean to us?” Trina asked and I inhaled deeply. “Please say yes,” “It isn't that easy Trina, Mummy has a lot of plans,” I lamented, walking towards the sword that Trina gave me.

“You are playing with fire, baby doll.” Trina smirked, with those mesmerizing doe-like light blue eyes glinting like icy fireballs. With her gaze still locked on mine, her fingers ever so slowly began trailing lower, and lower and lower still, until they stopped right on top of my zipper, teasing me. Then in a sultry tone, she purred, “Fire is overrated, Big Papi.” As she said that, her hand slowly zipped down my jeans trousers before slipping inside. Her hand hovered just in front of my boxers which is now extremely tight due to my throbbing and rock-hard arousal.

We made our way further towards the trap when we heard a voice, it was a female voice and mind you it was the most beautiful voice I've heard, even in her scared state....she started blabbing about how she doesn't taste sweet or how the gods won't accept her flesh, the most funny one was her sayings no one will buy her organs as they won't work without her, she thought we were carnivores, she must have really been scared, my parents and sister fell into a fit of laughter but I just managed a smile, the soul must have been scared and I was the one

, he smiled at me and gave me the invitation. “She is not Luna.”, Scarlett said. “Show some respect!”, Ethan’s voice made her look down. “W-who is Luna?”, I asked. “That is something you should ask Caleb.”, Ethan replied. I looked at him confused but he just smiled at me. “I don’t accept it!”, Scarlett said and left without a word. “Did I do something?”, I asked a little scared of her sudden outburst. “No, you didn’t.”, Ethan said and asked me to follow him.