Trevor Wagner Novels & Stories

I bend to take it and place it on the counter. "I'm... S... Sorry," Trent grunts between gritted teeth on the phone. He's so angry right now. I can't believe he's the same guy I kissed on Saturday, slept and woke up in my room on Sunday and here he is, cranky on Monday. I wonder what he will be like on Tuesday. Something catches my attention. The headlines in the newspaper. TRENT ARNOLD STILL SUSPENDED FOR FAILING WADA DRUG TEST. IS THIS THE BEGINNING OF THE END OF HIS CAREER?

Doctor Greg yelled, attempting to wriggle himself out of the chair. Kira opened the pendant and saw two pictures, a woman and a child. She believed the woman was his wife, While the child was his daughter. She turned to him and narrowed her eyes. "You have a family, and you destroy other families without emotions. Is that all you do?" Trevor stepped towards Kira while answering her question and glanced at the picture. The face was familiar. He had seen it somewhere, but he couldn't remember where exactly. Trevor furrowed his brows and stared ahead as he tried to remember who she was.

I placed my hands on my chest, “poor Darius he was really good at his job,” Trevor is more bulky than Darius, has bushy dark hair and emerald eyes. He took more steps towards me as I pushed the trembling guy away from my front so that I could fully focus on the amazing Trevor as he approached me. “And I will continue to do that, all I ask is that you add the Winstons to your list of war,” He said, standing straight in front of me,

Wagner? "Next week at the Future Tech Expo," Vesta said nonchalantly as she sipped her drink. It is reported that Mr. Wagner will be present. "Everyone knew about the Future Tech Expo. But their business wasn't well-known enough in the sector to get the government to invite them. But they had hope, thanks to Thorne. Laverne and Henley turned to look at Vesta. According to Vesta, "Thorne got me two tickets, but there are only two." "It's okay. Who you go with is irrelevant. The important thing is that you go. Laverne grinned. "Exactly."

"You don't know? Even better. We'll cut off both." Mr. Wagner looked up. His lips trembled violently, and his teeth chattered as he stammered, "N-No, please, Mr. Lewis! I didn't know she was Mr. Hunt's girlfriend! Aren't we friends? How much money do you want? I'll give it to you. Please just let me go." William chuckled coldly and brushed his fingers against his brows. "You've got a real problem here, Mr. Wagner. The woman you tried to touch is my ex-wife. Do you think you can walk away from this?"

I clenched my jaw to suppress the feeling his words stirred in me. Instead, I looked at the two troopers to see if the one he mentioned was there. They were both cute, and if this were before Logan, I’d have been interested. But now they do nothing for me. “Yes, there is a Trooper Bryant,” I answered. The trooper in question raised an eyebrow at his name and looked at me. “Luna?” he asked in a whisper that I’m pretty sure no one else heard. I blinked. ‘He’s a werewolf.’ Theia kindly pointed out. ‘Duh.’ I internally rolled my eyes.

Nothing new. "Just so you're aware, I could destroy your life in an instant. In mere seconds, I could turn your reality into a nightmare with a simple snap of my fingers. No one confronts me and gets away unscathed, and you? You're on the brink, and trust me, you're the one who's going to get hurt. I'll tell you who I am. Trevor Reynolds, the chief executive officer of a multi-billion dollar company. Got that? I wield billions!" he declared, his pride peeking through.

Trevor replied, "That's because Stephanie was the teacher of the Diatoranian God of War himself! I fired her back then because Belvin ordered me to, but now, I don't know what I should do." "You're absolutely done for. You've offended the fucking Diatoranian God of War … I want nothing to do with this." The man over the phone didn't want to risk losing his power and authority within Southlake City by offending the Diatoranian God of War. "Buddy, you gotta help me out here! This is all Belvin's fault!" begged Trevor. Trevor began to regret ever helping Belvin with covering up for Jeremy. But he realized he wouldn't have been able to afford to offend Belvin either.

T R E V O R B R A N D O N, A T L A N T A' S most wanted man, was not feeling at all 'wanted' when Kristina walked in on him in an undisclosed location that must have been some kind of secret military base, given the forty-seven year old man's history with his father having been the commander of the National Guard before his tragic death. "When are you planning to let me go?" she asked him. Trevor did not respond, let alone look up at her from where he was busy working with some kind of sophisticated machinery that resembled a weapon like a large gun.

, Trevor replied Tigreal coldly. "Need my claws?.....Who knows I might've wanted to help?", Tigreal asked proudly. "Who will want your claws when you no longer have..... you're getting weaker day by day, and this I knew. You might not know, but I'm actually stronger than you right now", Trevor mocked him. Tig was heartbroken when he heard this, knowing that what Trev said was true. "However.....you know how to use gun's?", Trev asked as he opened his wardrobe for Tig, giving him a sight of what's inside the wardrobe.