Total Drama Trent Novels & Stories

"What's going on?" His lips twitched. "I asked how you were feeling--" "You haven't been yourself since we talked with Lucy. Are you going to tell me what's bothering you?" Trent said nothing for a moment, and his gaze locked onto mine. There was a storm in his eyes, a turbulent mix of frustration, determination, and a touch of desperation. He took a deep breath as if preparing to share something he had kept hidden. "I've been looking into some things," Trent said and clenched his jaw. "Let's say that a few things have come to light that make me want to paint a few walls in blood, but given what you've demonstrated, there's something I want to work with you on."

How long would she be able to stay away from him? -------------------- "So? How did it go?" "Smoothly. I just need one more meet up and I'll be in." Trent sighed, "I wish I had your job. Who are you playing this time?" "A nerdy guy obsessed with police procedural dramas. If these outfits don't suffocate me, I'll be the one to kill myself" "Stop whining. At least you're having fun out there. I'm stuck behind a keyboard all day long" "I thought you liked hacking?"

he commanded. “Wa… what's going on?” She asked terrified. "Nothing, they are getting the papers,” he explained. She took a small sip, and then picked at the hem of her black sweater nervously. She could nearly feel those grey eyes burning into hers. Finally, he spoke up. “Hi, I am Trent, as you know, Jacob owes me quite a bit of money.” “We can pay you if you give us a bit more time,” she asked, hopefully. He chuckled gently. “Oh, honey… I wouldn't say that. Jacob and I have come to a deal, he agreed to give me something to get out of his debt — you.”

I cut him short, looking at him with a hint of confusion. “Yes. Trent acquired the land during the famine.” “Speak plainly.” I insisted. “Trent forcefully collected the land seeing as Oakland is a smaller pack with even a bedridden Alpha.” “Really?” “If this exists then why did Trent starve like he did? An experiment?” “No. He just didn't have the patience to eat the fruit of his labor. Information I got says he's been building this farmland and the water channels from the onset of the famine but patience is what feeds the dog a fattest head.”

“Kid, who’re you?” Trent scoffed coldly, ignoring the chill coming from Darryl. Darryl deadpanned, “Darryl Darby.” “Oh… hahaha! So you’re the trash everyone was talking about. What now? Can’t stand me making out with your wife? I’m telling you, your wife is now mine!” Trent said with a disturbing and provocative face. “You’re looking for trouble.” Darryl pronounced word by word. His gaze sent chills to everyone in the hall.

Damien’s POV “I’m sorry man. I never would have willingly done this to you, you know that right?” I ask hesitantly. Trent and I have never been what anyone would call best friends, but we are also so close in age, we’ve been put together, along with his older brother since we were born. He’s like a brother to me and I know him well enough to see through the mask he’s putting on right now. “I know, but I have wanted her for so long, I don’t even know what I’m going to do. I haven’t even looked at any other girls.” He takes a deep breath and scrubs his hands over his face.

Trent stills, but there are strained noises coming from both Corbyn and Brixton until Trent growls at them. "Dee," Trent's voice comes as a whisper as he brushes a tear from my face, "I didn't mean to upset you. Business is-" "... Is sliding your hands up a woman who isn't your fiance?" I swat his hand away and wipe my own tears. "Business Is spending time with her and not me? Please… tell me where you were when I was attacked?" I push at his chest and he backs up as though I’d stabbed him. "Were you with her? Did she make you feel important enough to forget about the girl you stole out of a river?"

Blue hissed, and I could tell that she doesn't care whenever she dies, so long as Trent hears the truth. “She loves me!” Trent snapped. “Does she though?” Jephta shrugged, looking at him. “What's wrong with you guys, just keep quiet?” I begged, but I noticed that Trent's grip on Akira's hands was slipping, and if that's what they were aiming at? They've been doing a pretty good job. “You love me, right?” Trent asked Akira, grabbing her hand again. Akira nodded fearfully. “See? You jealous pieces of shit.”

"thank you. I don't want to hear this information outside this room. If it crosses, I'll find you and kill you. You get that?" The physician nodded, he dared not even try it because that would mean that he wanted to die young. His wife was pregnant and asides that too, he wanted to be able to see his children." "I wouldn't dare sir." Trent pulled out a wad of cash and dropped it on the table before leaving. This was the worst news that he had heard in his life. After what his ex-wife did to him, he thought he had finally found a resting place. He facepalmed. He knew it, he wasn't just flinging accusations at her but she denied it with every fiber in her being and that made him think that he

"The school board barely gave me any notice. What is this I hear about you personally helping, and why the cameras?" "I think that's clear," Trent said. He was dressed in a light blue shirt with an open collar and dark pants, and he still managed to look sexy enough to make her want to pounce and simply shower him with kisses. Even by the way he looked at her, With a hint of fiery possession, her cheeks flamed and made her wish they were alone and not in a group of people who might notice the tension sizzling between them. Gwen cleared her throat slightly. "No, no. You need to explain it to me. When did you decide to show up here with a whole news crew?"