Trace Cyrus Girlfriend Novels & Stories

"Well, that’s separate from your cousin’s speech. That would be her reaction—and maybe deep down, you expected it because of the… nonsense he planted in your head. Plus, you’re irresistible." "Oh, really?" "Yes, but don’t let it go to your head. That was part of a speech from Ingrid, the ex-girlfriend. Now let me turn her off. Done. —I smiled—. Switching back to Ingrid-the-friend to keep listening. Sound good?" I shook my head, grinning. "You should’ve seen her today" I repeated. "I saw her in the photo. I’ve seen her before, you know, on P*******t. Delu Vaz is absolutely stunning. I get why you were so…"

I'll tell them about the affair. I'll tell them how you left me for him. Cyrus came out of the bathroom with a towel around his waist. Water dripped down his chest. He looked at me looking at his phone. "She's spiraling," I said. "Good." "She's going to do something stupid." "She already did something stupid. She faked a pregnancy. She committed fraud. She defamed us. Now she gets to deal with the consequences." I handed him the phone. He read through the messages. His face didn't change.

"Catherine? Baby, are you there? I saw your text. Don't worry about her, she knows her way around. Right now, you just need to eat something good and be happy. You're going to be my wife soon, you know that?" Luciano's voice was still so gentle, so caring. My knuckles turned white. I squeezed the phone so hard I thought the plastic would crack. Tears blurred my vision. Maya was grabbing his hair, her eyes squeezed shut, enjoying every second. "Catherine, you're not talking. You're worrying me." The Luciano on the phone kept acting. "You know I love you, right?" Love me? Is this what love is? Fucking my best friend while I watch?

The word didn’t go unnoticed on Trice. “Babe?” her eyes were as wide as saucers. “Silly me. Ma, meet Faith McChrystal, our girlfriend and EA of C&S!” I interjected casually. “Girlfriend? No fuckin way in hell!” A shriek came from the lobby and I rolled my eyes before turning to look at my sister who came out running like she was thrown out. Faith let out an awkward ‘hi’ as she watched Trinity charging in her direction with so much speed then engulfed her in a big hug.

I listened to the rhythmic beeping on the phone and felt my heart hollow out for the first time. I sat dumbly on the bed, my tears falling uncontrollably. I had no idea how much time had passed before Leslie called and said somberly, "Elena, I have results. You might want to sit down for this." My heart sank, and I gripped my phone so tightly that my fingers turned white. Leslie said, "Tracy has, indeed, undergone an abortion at a private hospital in Franston three years ago. The emergency contact listed on her surgery consent form was Alaric Lovell.

“Shut up, you already have a lot of women.” There was a sound of Jacob’s laughter at his friend. It is easy for him to wince when the topic is about his lover. It is obvious that he also likes that woman whom he has never seen personally yet. But Cyril just didn’t want to admit it to himself. The girl’s sister’s wedding was even used as an excuse for him to see the girl. Without a word, Cyril turned his back on his friend and left him. He entered their room and again grabbed his cellphone from the pocket of his pants. He called Trisha, but her cellphone was still switched off.

This time he snapped. "What the hell you think you doing? I don’t know who you are. Why are you disturbing me? Can’t you see i am spending time with my girls"? This time i stepped back in surprise. Cyrus was holding two little girls to his chest. They were sleeping peacefully secured in the harness. ".. These....". I couldn’t even speak. Cyrus wasn’t a cheater. I know he wasn’t. And the girls were too little. Some weeks old may be. "Yes these are my girls. And next time if you crossed paths or disturbed me, i will make sure that you would pay for it". He left on the other side of the store and i couldn’t move an inch even if i wanted to.

Cyrus growled just before he came. "Oh fuck!" Tristan yelled when he felt his mate's large cock pulsing inside of him as each hot jet coated his walls. Cyrus' thrusts were sloppy and fast as he grunted and moaned, cumming deep inside his mate. Tristan's legs fall from Cyrus's shoulders, and his body lay limp under the larger Beta. Their chests heave as they try to catch their breath. Cyrus gently lays his body on top of Tristan, but not all of it. He presses his face to Tristan's neck and his amazing scent fills his nose. Tristan is the only thing Cyrus can smell and feel, it's just the way he wants it.

Years ago, Eric ran away from home. Cyrus found his stepbrother studying in a university at the Botany department. In the pictures which were sent to him, he noticed that during Eric’s free time, he usually hung out with a certain woman. If the girl was Eric’s girlfriend, Cyrus didn't care. But she suddenly appeared after years, which made him suspicious of her. Cyrus concluded that there must be something between them. Whatever it is, he’ll look for the answer. He got his cellphone and made a call.

"I have something important to tell you. It's about you and Cyrus!" Then, she waited for Rachel to come online. She would only inform her about what she had learnt when she was online. After all, Sigrid felt that it would defeat the purpose if she just sent the news through a bunch of text! Soon, there was a reply. "What's wrong? Is Cyrus already in a relationship?" Sigrid replied, "He doesn't have a girlfriend, but he has a fiancée!" "Who! Who is that b*tch! I am going to kill her!"