Trevor Sanderson Novels & Stories

The boy stumbled, but Thomas quickly reassured his horse with a few calming words. Just then, the boy’s father appeared. “Let me help you,” he said, stepping in to take the reins from his son. “But Dad! You promised I could take care of the next one!” The boy kicked at the dirt in frustration. “Well, you can handle the next one,” his father replied. “But you said…” “They’re too big for you, Trevor. Now go on.” The father focused on Thomas and Gelo. “This is so dull!” the boy yelled, marching into the temporary stable. “I don’t understand why I couldn’t bring my Gameboy.”

"See? You're awake." Sandy smiles. "I can't wait to tell Leandre, Xav and Dylan." She sighs dreamily yet again and starts to ramble, "His name is Jaxon Everett Crest. He's the pack Alpha. He has a six pack and he looks like the definition of the word handsome. I can't wait to know more about him tomorrow." "Let's hope everything will get better from here on out." I squeeze her hand lightly. Sandy got dragged into the kidnapping with us because she was present at that time. "We're sorry we dragged you into this, Sandy. I feel really bad."

~Introduction to the Male lead~ Name: Zion Black Knight. Age: 19 years. Lives in: Manchester. A British national. Height: 6.1ft, Fair skin, black eye. He is a high schooler. He is somebody that can't be restrained or tamed. The child of world's best and richest businessman, Andrew Black Knight. The one who brought the renovation in the entire IT industry. He is rich, handsome and intelligent with a photographic memory. Perfect in every way.

Sandra said, at last, changing the topic when she realized how uncomfortable Becca was. “Um … he got held up,” Becca replied vaguely, her cheek pinking up. As though Sandra’s asking about him had summoned him, Becca’s phone began to ring. It was Trevor, who was seeking directions to the church. Before long, people began trickling into the church for the ceremony. Trevor arrived too, looking resplendent and quite handsome in his well-tailored suit. He greeted them all and apologized to Becca for their argument, and then took his seat beside her because the ceremony was about to start.

He stood up from the chair he sat on and Walk away from the Long table. He pace about for more than five minutes before he finally walk towards the chair he sat on earlier and lowered himself unto it frustratedly. " We can't do this without Maximo Santino's help. He is the right man for the job " " Do you think he would agree on it? " Santana asked with his face twitched in confusion. " I can't be sure. I have never meet this man in person. All I Heard about him was that he is as handsome as he is sadistic and he is on his way here as we speak " Mattia responded stunning his two colleagues again.

Jason reacted rapidly. He would respect Kayson if he only helped him cure his wife’s illness, but not to this extent. After all, Kayson was related to the patriarch of the Tinsleys in Skyspring, so he did not dare to slight him. Compared to Kayson, Trevor was nothing. Since Kayson was someone from the Wolfenden camp, it went without saying that he would not be related to the Lawsons. After listening to what he said, Kayson did not agree instantly. Instead, he asked, “I’m currently in The Tetrad. If I take over this, will it count as the achievement of my team?”

He smiled at me as he wiped his hand on his clothes, then extended it to me. “I’m Sandro, Miss. I’m sorry and my hand is a little dirty. I finished a lot of work.” I took his hand and his face became even brighter. I was glad that it was a big thing for him to accept his hand. “Regarding your question earlier, why I stay with Mr. Davis is because he’s the nicest person I’ve ever met. Sir Tyron is not a bad character. He is serious about other things but he is a good person and understanding.”

Have you ever wondered what your life would be like if you were someone else? Or if you could see yourself through someone else's eyes? My name is Alexander, and I’m an alpha. Everything isn’t as crack up to be as I thought it would. My days consist of doing paperwork and making sure people are following orders so things move smoothly. When my father told me about how much work owning your own pack is and how much time you spend running it versus living life like you did when you were a teenager. I didn't believe him, not for a second. Only because the way he taught me seemed way too easy. Sign this? Done. attend this meeting? No problem. He never warned me how lonely things would get. My si

Glimpses of the side characters of His mania ----------------- Hey everyone, hope you remember Trevor our dear third in command of our dominant hero AIDEN, so let's see what he thinks about the situation. TREVOR POV… I am Trevor, with no surname, I don't even know who is my sperm donner and my infant body carrier. I was a dirt for them, who left me on the street. But today I am not a nobody I am Trevor, who has everything a man could ever desire, women who throw themselves on me, money, cars, everything, still I feel incomplete.

His focus on the flames as they crackled and waved. “The Luna has arrived,” Odis announced. The young man turned around has dark skin and his black hair is puffy and wild. A firm strong jawline, thin lips, and sharp prominent nose. The most surprising thing is his eyes, brown eyes with a white cloud over them. The doctor is blind. “Good afternoon, Luna. My name is James Sylvester. It’s a pleasure and an honor to meet you,” the doctor said. “A pleasure to meet you. You seem quite…”