Trevor Sanderson Novels & Stories

the presiding elder intoned, his eyes narrowed at Trevor. A slow, evil smile spread across Trevor's face as he glanced at his Beta, our cousin, Devlin. Devlin shook his head with a stern look of disapproval, and I could almost feel the tension coil tighter between them. "You spineless piece of shit," Trevor spat at Devlin, then turned to face the council. "Fine. Then I, Trevor Rendon, challenge Clayton Carmichael."

“Yeah, but if the Tulsa team has already approached this guy several times, and he doesn’t want to join them, why would he go with us now?” “I don’t know,” Aaron replied, pushing the door open. “She asked us to try, so we’ll try.” He got out of the car and headed into the establishment, hoping to get this over with rather quickly. It only took him a moment to find the man he was looking for. At six-two and well over two hundred pounds, an unruly mop of dark hair on his head, he was certain the guy in the back with the pool stick in his hand, his mouth running, and a crowd of onlookers surrounding him must be Elliott Sanderson.

No, someone. Where the hell is Trevor?

Isaac attacked the boy, completely unprovoked, allegedly, and then bit his teacher, drawing blood when she tried to separate them. I toyed with the hem of my purse as Mr Beddows continued insulting Isaac, accusing of him all but killing this boy. Greyson's words rang in my ears. Come back as the Zoe Smithson I remember. I wasn't the same woman I once was. Kobe beat everything out of me, my confidence, my hopes, my ambition. I was a shadow, surviving day by day without ever really living.

I glared at his move and he winked before patting the space. I eyed his friend who was smiling then sat down. I shifted toward Anthony who immediately wrapped his arm around me. I felt warm on the inside and a tingle at the position. He leaned into me a bit and ran his hand up and down my arm. “Sandy, this is Trevor McClure,” he said, pointing at the dark-haired man. "He's a business friend from Texas. Trevor, this is my assistant and best friend.” Trevor smiled. “Assistant and best friend? I've never seen that before. Anyway, you're beautiful, Sandy.”