Trevor Spengler Novels & Stories

spat Grenville, spraying spittle down the front of himself as he jabbed a finger in the Reiver’s direction, “They want to take over from humans, to be the dominant species and will kill us to do so.” “If we wanted to do that we would have done it by now and you wouldn’t be able to stop us.” came Alpha Armstrong’s booming voice which was laced with humour. “SEE, SEE, they are dangerous!” shouted Grenville looking around for support. The humans were refusing to meet his eye, many looking embarrassed or angry. The only person still looking at him was Pete MacGregor and he was smirking. Grenville knew in that second that he had been set up, the look on MacGregor’s face said it all, his heart fel

Trent enters the room but I ignore him and continue talking to his friend. "I have heard your name somewhere. Are you a rapper?" He's wearing some faded jeans, a white Bob Marley shirt, an expensive leather jacket on top and a blinging gold chain on his neck. His hair and swagger easily makes him pass for a rapper or popstar. He laughs. "No, I am a player." I chuckl. "You look like one..." "No, as in a football player. I play for Menpool United" Jesse grins at me. "And even if I was a player, the only game I would want to play is you, my goal would be to satisfy you and you would be the medal I crave to win."