St Trina's Torch Novels & Stories

The silver glow flashed beneath them. Fredrick positioned himself. “That’s all it’s going to take.” Traci drew in one final breath. Fredrick looked at her. “Push Now.”

They had prostrated themselves before her, believing she was the Luna. But now, the truth burned through them like silver poisoning the blood. The woman they had worshipped was nothing more than a secondary mate—the very status she had claimed to despise. And I, the one they had ridiculed and assaulted, was the one they should have honored. The realization twisted their faces in disgust, as if they had been forced to swallow bile. The way they now looked at Virelle was lethal.

I can figure anything out without anyone interfering or interrupting. I found my mate a few weeks ago, and I have to say that she’s gorgeous. She’s gorgeous, but she just isn’t her. Trina is 5’10 with dark brown skin. She has full, long lashes, though they may not be natural. Her hair is long, past her shoulders, and she has an athlete's body. Everything about her screams elegance and strength: basically Luna. She’s my Luna, given to me by the Moon Goddess, but she just isn’t her.

I smiled at Trina. Whenever I think of her past, that she was from an orphanage but she was able to support herself and she cope with all that. I am amazed of how strong and courageous person she is. "What time is it?! Let's hurry up, and stop the drama!" Suddenly Trina's energy rose again, she was really impressive. We smiled at each other before starting to get dressed. —————————————————— "Crystal's body is really beautiful." I’m already wearing the sandals Trina lent me.

Kyle's betrayal had left a lasting impact, testing her endurance beyond its limits. ~~~~~~ "Look at all those stars in the sky tonight," Tristan remarked as he lay down on the blanket beside Sinjin and his brother Troy on the lawn. They had enjoyed an amazing game and food, and Sinjin had even arranged for the team to take photos with them. It turned out he was an alumni of the school and a generous philanthropist. "There are so many," Troy echoed, wishing for a telescope to observe them. "Do you happen to own a telescope, Mr. Santillan?" Tristan asked, vocalizing his brother's desire.

Harley chuckled, shaking her head at Nicole. "I'm up for it," Garret shrugged. "Yea, why not?" Zylen agreed. "One condition," Logan spoke up as he raised an eyebrow. "Someone has to stay by Nicole at all times." "I volunteer in tribute!" Zylen exclaimed, rolling his eyes at Logan. "Stop being such a mom and loosen up Logan, it's about living once, so that's what we are going to do." "Please stop referring to that term," Harley mumbled, shaking her head.

Leaving the McDonalds, we drove for a few minutes, before we pulled up at a small park, and once we had parked in the car park, we quietly ate our breakfast as we sat in the car. While we were eating our breakfast, Winter leaned over and pulled a cell phone and charger out of the glove box of the SUV and handed them to me. Seeing my confusion, she said, “It’s an untraceable cell phone with SMS encryption. You need to remove your SD card from your current cell phone so that you have your photos and videos. But you can’t take your current cell phone with you. Mason and dad could track it. Don’t worry though. I have put mine and Felix’s phone numbers in this one for you in case you need to get

A nearby torch flared violently, the flame turning a distinct shade of violet. Burn them, the voice in her blood screamed. Burn them all to ash. She took a step forward, her hand reaching out, the air around her fingers warping with heat. A hand clamped over the back of her neck. It wasn't a caress. It was a vice. Tristan’s fingers dug into the sensitive pressure points at the base of her skull, sending a shock of pain that shattered her concentration. The violet flare in the torch died instantly. "Easy, you clumsy idiot," Tristan said loudly, his voice thick with performative annoyance.

Trina must have seen my hands trembling, because she quickly moved to me kneeling on the floor in front of me, as she took my hands into hers. Now at eye level with me, Trina looked directly into my eyes, before she says to me, “I won’t let anything happen to you. I have your back this time. Trust me when I tell you that not too many members mess with me in this pack, because they know they will feel the rath of Alpha Gunner if they do so, and you and I both know that isn’t something you want to face.”

Brimming with unwavering confidence, Tritan propelled himself towards the encroaching squid, embracing the challenge that lay ahead. As the clash ensued, Tritan's trident became an extension of his will, delivering precise and forceful strikes. The battleground thrummed with the intensity of their conflict, churning the waters into a tempestuous frenzy. And finally, Tritan emerged victorious, his trident poised and his gaze unyielding.