Trevor Henderson Tree Head Novels & Stories

They could only look for Tammy. A hateful expression flashed across Trevor’s face. “Pfft! No matter who you look for, nothing will change!” As soon as he finished speaking, he continued his animalistic ways with her. Everyone burst into an uproar. They even started cheering and showing their support for him! Nobody batted an eye at Henry. Sharon trembled in rage. She had already prepared herself for the worst. If things really arrived at that point, she would rather commit suicide by biting her tongue off!

Trixie Point of View We got back to the pack house and Shifted into human forms at the tree line. Trevor pulling up some shorts he was wearing before. The shorts hung off his hips showing the v shape of his Adonis belt leading down. His bare chest and abs glisten with sweat. Trevor tosses me his shirt to pull on and I do so without question. Pulling the collar up to smell him on his shirt. I can feel Trevor's eyes on me while his mouth slides into a smirk watching me check him out and smell his shirt. I can feel the heat of my blush raising up from my neck taking over my face and I have to look away. "Let's go in" Trevor tells me, taking my hand and heading into the office.

Finally, he chuckled. "I burned that barn down years ago," Trevor said, looking at Luke with a smirk that seemed almost nostalgic. Brotherly even. "Converted it to a processing plant. But that tree? I left it standing. Thought you might like to come back and deal with it yourself one day." The room seemed to hang on Trevor's words, the layers of meaning beneath them echoing loudly in my ears. This was about more than a barn or a tree; it was about their shared history, complex and fraught with emotional landmines.

All that was cleared out of the grand tree. Heather closed her eyes, asking to any divine beings who were tuning in that it wasn't what it showed up. But clearly there were no divine beings around at the minute, for when she opened them once more, the log was twisted from her arms as they were both cleared over the edge of the waterfall.

Maintaining a good distance from the artwork of a tree. The Sacred tree stood magnetically in a field of black soil. It had a large width, to the extent that it's take more then ten grown up's to successfully circle around it. And a hight of a giant. Towering into the skies. It looks dry. Lacking fruits and leaves which in place was human head. Dangling on different stems. A total.coun of more then twenty. "This is....." Luna gulped at the bad vibe that surrounded the tree. "Very scary." Daphne nodded. Borrowing into her embrace. "Why are they people's head on the tree?"

Granted, the ceiling in the family room is fourteen feet, but still. Sarah lifted the tree straight up and dropped it straight down onto its trunk. "See, needles are staying on, cut looks fresh. This is a good one." "Please, mommy?" Heidi was bouncing up and down. I grinned in resignation. "Alright, I'll get the guy." Twenty minutes later that monster was wrapped and tied to the top of my SUV. "I love that you have this thing." Sarah finished tying the last rope to the built-in rack on top of the Escalade.