Trevor Belmont X Reader Novels & Stories

I said under my breath. "Like you can even talk!" Ty shoved me a bit. "Before Angelica Greene all I did was find you kissing groupies, groping groupies, hitting on groupies - buying drinks for groupies-" I waved him off, "Yeah okay, I get the point." "And then dear William fell in love," Trevor said in a high voice. "Really good to see you two found each other again." "Yeah." I smiled and looked back at her. "It's been... great."

I didn’t claw my way to the top to have some second-rate punk like Trevor think he can take my spot. Tamrin turns to him, her expression soft. She likes him. That much is clear. And for a second, I feel sorry for her. She has no idea what she’s getting herself into. Trevor isn’t some nice guy who just wants to treat her right. He’s a problem. A ticking time bomb. And when he finally decides to go off, she’s going to be caught in the blast. I can’t let that happen. I exhale slowly, watching as Trevor says something to her that makes her laugh. He’s good, I’ll give him that. He knows how to reel people in, how to make them trust him. But he’s making one fatal mistake—he’s underestimating me.

It’s not a request. As soon as the door opens, Trevor pushes me inside, and with a quick turn he shuts and bolts the door. When he turns back around, the temperature of the room rises. Like before, the heat is coming from his gaze. It reminds me of the cartoons with the creatures that can literally burn with their eyes. He’s the flame and I’m the kindling. Under his stare, I’m on fire. Not wanting to wait any longer to see and hold what I’ve only felt, I boldly reach for his belt.

I just had to be more careful moving forward. Trevor informed us he was only staying for about two to three days as he had something important to get back to. I trudged up to my room after breakfast, my mind still reeling from Trevor's surprise visit and Grayson's tense reaction. I shut the door behind me, feeling a sense of relief wash over me. Finally, some time to myself. I flopped onto my bed, reaching for the book Elena had given me. The worn leather cover felt familiar in my hands. I'd been reading it a lot lately, desperate to find answers.

“Unless you’re planning to seduce the President, sweetheart, I don’t think you’ll be getting very far. And let’s be honest, tramps like you don’t get that kind of access.” Bethany turns slowly to face Trevor who unconsciously takes one step backwards. The other four are silent but they recognize her quite well. Walks up to him. Her eyes drop, very obviously and full of a subtle reminder, to his groin. Then back to his face, a small smirk on her lips. She leans in and whispers, voice as sharp as a razor, “Watch your face hole, Trevor, or I’ll make sure I get sued for attempted murder, and I’ll still sleep fine, Daddy or not.”

Little pearls of water clung to his taught, tanned skin making him glisten under the dimmed amber lights of the chandelier. “Oh yea,” Bellamy raised an eyebrow as he noticed where Thea’s eyes were lingering. “What’s it about?” “It’s a reverse harem novel,” Thea smirked at him. Bellamy shot her a crooked grin. “I see how it is, are you wanting to add more players to the bench?” Thea’s breathe caught in her throat as a faint blush crept across her face. Shifting onto her hands and knees, she crawled across the bed, in an almost feline manner, until she reached where Bellamy stood watching her.

Veronica was ready to get out of bed when she heard Jaxon's passive voice, "If you get out of this bed, I'll consider you to have willfully given up the chance to let you find evidence." "Despicable," Veronica said fiercely, turning her head to face him. "You want to go back on your word?" "The choice is entirely in your hands; I have nothing to do with it." Jaxon leaned against the bed's headboard, his red dark eyes casually looking at her. No matter how moody or paranoid his sickness is, he can't conceal his nature and self-centeredness just because he is Alpha. 'Is there any other option for me?' Betty closed her eyes and laid down again in solitude.

*** Tyler was already snoring the moment I took a break from reading Rowena’s journal—her most honest and most outrageous collection of secrets and info about herself that only she and this piece of leather journal knows. “I may have sinned, Trinity Goddess. I know I did, but my heart always whispers the name of that Hearteater minion even though my life is already tied with Alpha Bryant.” I have read that line three times in a row already. But every time felt as if it was my first time reading her confession. I made sure my voice is so soft, considering that my husband is just sleeping behind my back. Literally.

Dreams I couldn't be having. I’ll never be what you deserve, what you need…I'm too fucked up. I have too many secrets and too many demons. You're light and goodness, I'm dark and evil. There are so many things about me that you still don't know…one being that my name is not Torin. I won't go into detail with you about that, as the less you know, the better. Only know that, whatever my name, my heart belongs to you. Maybe someday, I'll find a way to forgive myself for the things I've done. As well, maybe, someday, you'll find it within your heart to forgive me too. I am being called out for assignment, and If I don't survive, know that I love you...even Hell won't stop that. -T-

The moment was intense and passionate, and Caroline can't help but feel a rush of emotions as she looks up at Trevor's face and says through panting, “Alpha, I want more; I want to feel you inside me. I've missed you so much.” Alpha Trevor, thinking Caroline means she missed him for the days they've spent apart, curls his lips into a mischievous grin as he replies hoarsely, his voice barely above a whisper. "You didn't even have to ask." He gets off the bed, and holding Caroline's gaze, he begins to unbutton his shirt, then drops it on the floor and starts unbuckling his belt. He pulls off his trousers and then steps out of them but leaves his briefs on, not wanting to scare Caroline with hi