Trevor Henderson Monster Novels & Stories

Helen said meaningfully, "Mr. Hills, do you think this miracle doctor who was highly praised by Zachariah could be this man?" "What do you mean? Are you saying that this miracle doctor, revered even by Zachariah, is this kid? Are you kidding me? Does he look like it? Do you think he could even be the miracle doctor?" Mason and Tyga said in unison, "When the Majestic Ruler appears, even death runs away in fear! Please take action, Mr. Henderson!" Samuel's eyes widened. "He… he…" "That's right, this is the miracle doctor—Dr. Henderson," Mason said with a smile. "We can guarantee it with our lives!"

“The forbidden god told me. I frown, wondering who the hell he's talking about, but I don't have time to ask when Henderson and Saffron come back to me. Henderson waves to Saffron and she puts an arm around Trey, forcing him toward the stairs and up them. "I'm sick, aren't I?" I will die? I ask Henderson. If he's as cool as Trey claims, then he can tell me the truth. Henderson shakes his head and rolls his sleeves up his arms, revealing tattoos. Moons, starting with a full moon, a waning moon, and followed by a waxing moon, are lined up on the inside of her arms, equal on both sides. He closes his eyes, his face tenses for a second, and then the tattoos on his arms glow with magic, pure magi

Once he stepped out of the shadows, I recognized him to be Gamma Trevor. I never liked his creepy ass. Gamma Trevor attempted to grab my neck, but I spun around just before and hit him with my tail, knocking him off balance. I growled and gaped open my mouth to grab him by the torso. My teeth sunk into his skin and pressed hard against his body, breaking his bones. Hearing his screams brought me pleasure. I was enjoying this. It fueled my fury and my anger. I wanted more. I was finally embracing the monster in me that Roman created.

And that terrified him. Kristen had looked at him like he was more than a monste, like he was a good man. And deep down, he believed her. But belief is dangerous. It makes you soft. And softness is fatal in his world. Carlo collapses into a chair, overwhelmed. He’s a feared man, a killer. But now he’s haunted by the memory of Kristen’s breathless gasp, the warmth of her skin, and the sound of her crying behind a locked door.

After making sure there were no more monsters hiding in the vicinity, he dismembered the body parts of the monster he had caught, then burned the pile. 'Come to think of it, is it time for the talking monsters to appear? Didn't they appear too soon? As I recall, the appearance of a monster like this would still occur in the future. It's weird. Or is it just me?’ Dylan saw a puff of smoke in the air from an area some distance away from him. That indicates that Hayden and his troops have managed to kill the monsters that have escaped his attack. Well, the number and strength of those monsters were probably nothing compared to the ones Dylan faced. Still, that day he had purposely let several l

Charlotte was still looking at him with the same expression. Trevor said, "Hey, that's the one whom you call monster all day and night." Saying that Trevor Fox started laughing out loud. Charlotte's eyes widened when she heard Trevor Fox's words. She was so shocked that couldn’t find words to speak. She couldn't believe her ears.

There was no gentleness in the monster’s arrival. Blinded by a catastrophic, pride-fueled fury, Dominic didn’t care that my eyes were glassy or that my limbs were completely unresponsive from the drug. Believing with every fiber of his deeply wounded ego that I was a manipulative, cold-blooded thief who had used his touch, his warmth, and his bed the previous night as a grand distraction to drain his vaults, he reached into the wreckage.

To fight a monster, one must become a monster to defeat one. Damon was the definition of a monster. He was a centuries-old demon slayer who kept his seat at the top of the pecking order. Clenching her fists, fear gnawed inside Maleficent’s heart. The squirming goblin in front of her seat was rattling with fear after feeling the heated gaze of the Glutton heir. Placing her chin atop her palm, for the first time, Cent did not bother to listen to what the goblin professor was talking about. It was her last subject for her first day of class, and so far, a hell of a lot of things have happened. But, at least, she was able to learn the pecking order within the dragon-scaled walls of Transylvania

“Which checks out—since you’re just a pretty little cunt with daddy issues.” Crack. The back of my hand slammed across his mouth so hard his head jerked sideways. I stepped into him, eyes locked on his, and my voice low and shaking. “Wrong,” I whispered. “I’m your worst fucking nightmare.” His lip split, but he only laughed like a maniac. I’d met his kind before—men who fed on fear, one who didn’t break with pain. But even monsters had a threshold. And I knew exactly where to find his.

Harvey was captured in the footage walking around the apartment complex. The last footage of him showed him walking out of the front gates. He had to have a hand in why I wasn't caught on camera coming back to the apartment. There was definitely something wrong with this footage. Before I could say another word, Harvey clenched his fist and charged at me, punching me in the face. His furious voice rang out. "Do you need to get your eyes checked, Cameron? You're the one in the security footage!"