Trent Total Drama Island นิยาย & เรื่องราว

“I fucked up with her. I was using her to distract myself from Rhea and I was an asshole about it.” Trent glanced at me sideways as we turned the corner toward the next building. “So what now? Are you really serious about Rhea? Like… done with the games?” I nodded without hesitation. “I’m done. I’m with Rhea, for real this time.” Trent let out a low whistle. “Damn. Never thought I’d see the day Kai Lennox gets locked down by one woman. Especially his own bodyguard.” He smirked. “She must have some magic pussy or something.”

Erik growls out. Much to Trent’s, and let's be honest, my disappointment Leah paired up with Jason again. My sister found me, which left Trent and Ellinore and Taylor with Elyse. Renee paired up with a gamma, I think his name is Tristan and Jessica stood by Ms. Warren nonverbally refusing to pair up with anyone. Jess leaned into Ms. Warren to whisper something into her ear. Ms. Warren claps her hands to gain our attention. I thought Erik’s eyes were going to bug out of his head as she started talking.

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?"

He is gentle, considerate, and adamantly opposed to harming women or children, the polar opposite of Trent. I cast my gaze across the restaurant, watching Castello work the room; he is Trent's first cousin and consigliere. Trent's most trusted confidant, some may claim that Trent is impotent without him, and I can attest that I have never seen Trent act without Castello's approval. He's like a snake slithering through the shadows, striking when you least expect it. I cast my gaze back to the stage, the sight of innocent girls crying and trembling, blindfolded reminds me of myself when Trent would film himself screwing me at the beginning of his quest to break me and sell the footage on the b

Why do I have to be a damsel in distress once again? Without warning, Trent drags me backward leaving their fates unknown. Feeling numb, I don't struggle anymore as he pins me against a tree. He smirks coldly. "Looks like that mutt is just a stand-in huh? I thought he looked too much like a twink." He grabs my shirt and tears it bringing me out of my trance. I struggle and try to push Trent away. "Relax, dear... you must still be untouched huh?" Something pressed against my leg making me freeze. "Let me show you what a real man is like."

Trent smirked. Trent extinguished his cigarette, flicking it into the trash, “What’s the rush? Let’s wait a bit. No need to get caught in the crossfire.” Eulalia had given him info on the goods from Southwater Island. It was only fair to deliver her a “gift” in return. Trent pointed downstairs, “Do you know what this is called?” His subordinate looked puzzled and shook his head, unable to guess Trent’s meaning. “That's what you call a perfect match: a tramp and a scoundrel. May they stay together forever.”

Why is she acting this way? "Trent has been missing since last night!" ^^^^

Zendaya heard him coming and tried to cast another spell, her hands already glowing with magic. But Trent was too fast. He slammed into her before she could finish the incantation, his body driving her to the ground. She screamed and tried to fight him off but it was useless. His jaws closed around her arm, not hard enough to tear it off but firm enough to keep her from moving. Zendaya whimpered beneath him, still trying to chant through her pain and fear. But every time she started a spell, Trent would shake her hard enough to break her concentration. After the third attempt, she finally went still, panting and bleeding from where his teeth had punctured her skin.

Sade said, shaking her head. “So? A candid lunch pic could be cute,” Star insisted. Before Sade could respond, Dre appeared at the table, a grin on his face. He leaned down and kissed Sade on the cheek. “What’s up, babes?” “Hey, Dre,” Sade said, smiling. “Yo, what’s up, Isla? Tamara? Star?” Dre greeted, sliding into the seat next to Sade. “Not much,” Tamara replied, smirking. “Just trying to figure out why y’all act like a couple even though you ain’t. It’s giving very ‘on again, off again.’”