Trevor Belmont X Reader Novels & Stories

I liked the smell of books. I returned the book I wanted to return to the librarian. When I turned to leave, my eyes fell on a person who was reading a book calmly at the corner table. "Trevor," I murmured under my breath. His full focus was on the book as if he were reading for something very interesting. The librarian noticed me and glanced at Trevor. She observed him while saying, "He is after ancient books. Today he grabbed "Metal of Fate." I turned to her. "Metal of fate? What is it?"

He lay beside her, pulling her into his arms. “Next time,” he whispered against her hair, “I’m not holding back.” Cathy laughed softly, nudging him. “Maniac.” “Your maniac,” he corrected. She didn’t argue, sleep came easily after that. -------------- Trevor stood by the window, a glass of Red wine in his hand. The city lights reflected faintly in his eyes. His expression— Unreadable as Usual. His mind, however, was anything but calm. He dialed a number.

Especially if he planned to move here permanently. This is where I come in: Vie Tremaine! Accountant extraordinaire! Savior of peoples' checkbooks! More often than not, I am either despised or loved unconditionally. However, all that didn't matter. Bills were not the reason Trev had stormed out of the living room. The only clue to his behavior was he had just been reading a book about BDSM of all things. "Something wrong?" I called out.

I want you to cum. I want your legs to shake. I want your throat to go dry. I want your whole body to pulse with it. I want you to feel everything I felt when he buried himself so deep inside me I forgot I ever existed without him.Scream into your pillow and beg the universe to send you your own Damon Thornvale. And when you’re done? Come back. Because this story isn’t finished. Not even close. Click on the next chapter and watch me walk into that pack meeting like the Luna I was born to be.

They felt like a drug to fuel my aggression and it felt like I wanted them, scratch that needed them- his marks all over my body so that when I woke up tomorrow, I would know whom to fucking hate. The scars of heartbreak and flames of betrayal which all my lovers till date had made me go through shall be a heart wrenching reminder of how stupid I am, when in love. The worst being Trevor and Xeon. “What the fuck, Dre ?! You were about to reject me !! And Trevor ? You fucking loved him ?” Xeon bawled as he licked away my blood from his lips. He fucking bit me with his fangs ! “Stop reading my thoughts !!” I screamed instead of replying to his fucking ‘not his business’ question.

she revealed without shame. Joanna was disgusted. How could Beverly sleep with Trevor behind her back? Joanna wasn’t with Trevor then, but Beverly knew how Joanna felt about him. The Fantasy Fiction Writing Club was mostly based on writing their fantasies about the men they were attracted to or thought were hot. Ninety-nine percent of Joanna’s stories had been about Trevor. So Beverly couldn’t claim she didn’t know. She just didn’t care. “I . . . I . . . I don’t know what to say,” Selena stammered. “When was the second time?”

"Lovebomb, on the other hand, is for the long game. It’s got algorithms, personality quizzes, and a much lower 'creep' factor. That’s where I found Kyle." I felt a little defensive about Kyle. I knew Tia’s 'red flag' comment about the photos came from a place of love, but she didn't know him. She didn't know the way he looked at me, or the way his voice dropped an octave when he talked about his family. Just because he wasn't an I*******m addict didn't mean he was hiding a second family. Probably. "If you aren't taking no for an answer, then let’s go for Lovebomb," Tia sighed. She reached for her margarita and took a long, resigned gulp. "But if I get murdered by a guy who collects human hai

Besides, it was pretty of Trevor to talk smack about someone else. “Here is a restraining collar. You can keep him out at night to watch the door. … I was about to open the door and show Trevor how dedicated Ryker was to his books. “Alpha Beaumont, can’t this human let you alone?” A she-wolf in red emerged in a hurry. Apparently, she was Trevor’s Beta. She looked at me with hostility. “With the recent turmoil within the pack, the Alpha’s busy handling the uprising. Yet, you’re distracting him with all the trivial flirting. Have you no shame?

Chapter 1350 Tracy looked at Catelyn with a resentful gaze. "I told you to do nothing and just wait." Catelyn smiled as if she saw something wonderful. Tracy bit her lower lip and warned Catelyn, "I have given you my ace. If you don't kill Trevor, Trevor will kill me. If so, I will pull you to go to hell with me. Anyway, no matter what you will do, you won't be able to shake me off!"

“Who else knows about your change of heart attack?” His dad’s rusty chuckle pieced the air. “I ain’t told no one, not even your ma. But I’m sure Lianna and Brent suspect. Tanner thinks by suckin’ up, I’ll be swayed by his so-called charms.” Tater harrumphed. “Goddamn idiot. He knocked up another chick in Oklahoma right before Thanksgiving.” “Another?” Trevor scowled. “How many is that now?”