Trevor Rooster Teeth Novels & Stories

"Your deadbolt won't stop four hundred pounds of jaw pressure, and the rangers are currently asleep in their beds, completely oblivious to the fact that the woods are full of things that want to eat you. Grab your coat." "I am not going anywhere with a giant, arrogant lumberjack who turns into a giant dog!" Noah yelled, his fear finally giving way to white-hot indignation. "This is my home! My grandfather built this apothecary, and I have rare root cuttings upstairs that will die if they aren't watered by morning!" Francis let out a long, heavy breath through his nose. "I don't care about your plants." "Well, I do!"

"Is this beautiful lady your sister, really?" Trevor smiled at everyone who was curious, including me. When I looked at Leika and my family, it was clear they were also curious and confused. "Yes. As the public knows, I also have a younger brother, Tristan Maverick, a heart surgeon and owner of several hospitals. Ms. Regina is our only sister," Trevor said. "Why hasn't anyone heard about Ms. Regina, Mr. Trevor?" asked a man with glasses.

Barret growled, his voice dangerously low. This wasn't just about hockey anymore. The situation was taking a terrifying, nightmare turn the coach never expected. Looking into the psychotic, unhinged glare behind the blade, the coach immediately took three steps back. He knew beyond a shadow of a doubt that Barret would cut his throat open without a second thought if he pushed further.

Trevor was blinded with rage as he smacked Robbie on the face and stomach. "F*cking asshole! I'll kill you!!" he repeatedly uttered. "No honey please no!" I kept on murmuring. I didn't seem to have the strength to even say the words loudly. I had a feeling that it would be worse this time. Trevor finally released Robbie with one last punch on the stomach but only to kick him. He fell flat on his face on the other side and Trevor booted him which made him turn over on his back while he whimpered in pain. His hand was on his stomach. He had a cut near his left eye and on the side of his lips.

What can my petty establishment do to such a good Leo like you? Trevor relaxes his posture. Trevor: Ain't one, I am looking for a crew than can fight and can cook, I got a boat that will tour the world. Head Cook: Mighty interesting, so are you saying you can bring me and this bunch of wisecracks to a tour around the world? Trevor: Yep, maybe even outside this stinking planet. Head cook: That is a very nice proposition, any proof I can believe you? Trevor: Well for starters, My name is Zupang, Trevor Zupang.

"Boss, boss! I am being tied up. We built this house together and your cartel, why am I being punished? What did i do so wrong? Trevor cried out, tied up to an electric chair. He had been jolted at the every thirty minutes. Not the extreme type of jolting but he felt the pain everywhere. The wires were plugged everywhere, his forearms, his shoulders, tummy, thighs and his legs. He was shirtless and with a pair of trousers. He wasn't naked, at least not yet. Axel heard his wails as he climbed the stairs earlier on. Axel walked in with the bat and looked at him, he listened to the trash he spewed. Axel dropped the toothpick, his men all stood behind him. He sighed and removed the bat from his