Trevor Henderson Watchtower Novels & Stories

"But Phoenix... the High Council isn't surrendering. They’ve just identified the final target. They're sending the 'Apostles'—the original shifters who never let go of the moon." A low, rhythmic thrumming echoed from the sky—not drones. From the clouds, three massive, bone-white towers began to descend. The Watchers were no longer hiding in orbit. The gods were coming to reclaim their hardware. "Leo," I hissed, my gold hand finding the hilt of my shard-blade. "The heaven is falling." "Let it fall," Leo growled, his golden flecks flaring with a sovereign resolve. "Mommy's the one who's going to catch it."

DENVER. Trevor finally agreed to continue with the event. I sniffed as I got on my feet to see how things were going in the hall. My heart swelled with satisfaction as I saw my plan was working. I checked to see what was happening with the guards. I then realized that Trevor’s chief security officer was down too. In fact, he was nowhere to be found at that moment. The guards leaned on the wall, looking like they could faint any moment. They were extremely pale.

"But we need to discuss the bigger picture." Chad frowned. "The bigger picture? Our people are missing, our home is destroyed. What could be bigger than that?" Mr. Henderson sighed, suddenly looking very old. "The future of the pack, Chad. Your ascension to Alpha is less than two months away. We can't afford to show weakness now." "Weakness?" Chad repeated, disbelief coloring his voice. "We were attacked. Our people were taken. How is trying to save them weakness?" "It's not the saving that concerns me," Mr. Henderson said. "It's the fact that we were vulnerable in the first place. And now, with Avy missing..."

” Attached was a photo, Jessica standing before a massive stone gate carved with the Henderson emblem, torchlight behind her. Olivia wiped her face, grabbed her coat, and whispered, “No more running.” The sanctuary was hidden deep in the mountains, past narrow roads and ancient forests. When Olivia arrived, hooded figures moved through the torchlight, chanting in low voices. Symbols covered the stone walls—interlocking H’s, the old Henderson insignia twisted into something new. Jessica stood at the altar, dressed in white again, her hands raised as if in worship. Olivia crept closer behind the columns, watching. The crowd murmured her named, Jessica Henderson, reborn.

He chuckled softly, "I spent years blaming you for Mom's death. It wasn't fair, but I was angry and hurting. But you... you were always there for me, even when I pushed you away. I promised I'd stay strong, Dad. I said I'd be there to support you, even after you retired as alpha. But now... everything's changed." He waited, hoping for any sign of response, but Alpha Ezro remained quiet. Hendrix sighed, leaning back in his chair. 'The world's in chaos, Dad. The pack is looking to me for answers, and I promise to do my best to lead the pack, to make you proud. Ava watched Hendrix momentarily, seeing the pain he was going through watching over the body of his almost lifeless father. Finally, sh

Garret shouted. This sudden turn of events was … extraordinaire to say the least. Dana looked at Tael in surprise. He the only powerful person in the room. Tael shrugged as he understood Dana’s line of thought. Then everyone accept Tael looked at Henry. ‘Was this the Henderson effect?’ Henry felt uncomfortable “What? Don’t look at me… my father doesn’t even know what I am doing” “Cough…cough” Garret tried to get everyone’s attention back.

"That Woody is just a nobody! What makes him worthy of this?" Then, a long sword pierced through his chest. The sharp tip of the blade oozed blood as it flowed downward. The one holding the sword was Tyler, his youthful face twisted in anger. He gritted his teeth and said, "Mr. Henderson is the mentor of the Four Celestial Lords and Mr. Gibson. You dare insult Mr. Henderson, you insult the entire garrison. You must die!" Harvey’s eyes widened in disbelief, not expecting Woody to be the mentor of these high-ranking figures.

I look over to Zack, "What about school? What about his parents? He can't go back, now." Zack leans back in his chair and shakes his head, "Yeah, we need to figure a few things out," he rubs his palms together, "the good thing is, Gideon has already been assigned as his Watchman. He should be safe for the time being," he straightens up, suddenly serious, "unless he goes to the cemetery." "Who the hell is Gideon? And, why can't I go to the..." Zack clears his throat, "Gideon is one of our best Seraph Warriors and he's also been briefed on you and your family." He answers as Skylar's face drops a little.

where the Reeva Coven Clan, the Helpers are located. Just then Trevor walked inside. He's working for Cameron at the Castle Holdings and also a vampire. "Did you set up everything?" Cameron asked him. Trevor nodded. Esther, Benjamin, Carter, Bradson, Allegra and I were going for to find the Reeva Coven Clan. Cameron protested, and insisted we needed more backup just incase we encounter trouble. But I think we can take on any trouble. Trevor led us out back the Mansion, to the Eastside of the Pack's territory. The Vampire Coven. There was a private jet stationed there, it had Castle Holdings logo on it. The aviator greeted Carter, Benjamin, Bradson, Allegra, Esther and I.

“They’re just two people. I’ll send someone to take care of both of them.” “How about Tammy and that disabled piece of trash?” “Tammy is your sister. I’ve hit her, and that counts as a punishment. As for Henry…” He would not keep him alive. Trevor felt like this was not enough. He wanted to tear Sharon into pieces! Tammy brought Henry away from her father’s conference hall and took him back to his quarters.