Trevor X Alucard Novels & Stories

Blood sputtered all over the dungeon, Trevor growled in anger and teleported away from the frother place he had come to the place to study his powers and find a way to defeat him, she thought he wouldn't find out about her but she lost to him. Trevor had read all these from her mind, so the killers of his parents were finally freed from hell. He laughed evilly because they were coming to get a more tragic hell than his mother locked them up in. Gore memories flashed in his head from years ago, the pain! All he felt was pain. ~~~~~~ Outside the king's room. "He is growling loudly, this isn't good. He has to do something." Alistair mumbled with a worried expression on his face, his black eyes

The healer, pretending he couldn't see anything else, just took my pause. A frown appeared on his face, and Trevor was instantly on alert. Jumping up, he grabbed the healer, "Is everything okay? If you dare to make a mistake, your cheap life won't be enough to pay for it!" Trevor was back to threatening. I shook my head, wondering which part of Trevor was the real person. Did he even know that? In front of others, when he was in a good mood, he was a loving Alpha and a kind person. But when he was pissed.....

Alpha Roderick said in a disdainful tone and hateful look. Trevor's eyes were filled with murderous intent as he faced off with his uncle. "And what are you doing holding a member of my pack in such a manner?" Alpha Roderick's eyes darted from him to me. Things were about to escalate and insignificant me was found in the middle of it. "Step aside!" Trevor said calmly, but with a firmness that was threatening. Alpha Roderick scoffed. "You dare order me?" He walked closer, nonverbally daring Trevor.

“You cannot run away from this, Trevor. You are the rightful Alpha of the Silverwolf Pack. Our people are waiting for you. Will you let the pack continue suffering because of your brother’s incompetence?” He cleared his throat and lowered his voice into a near whisper. “We all see the truth, Trevor. You act more like an Alpha than Tristan ever has.” A deafening crash rang through my ears. It was a glass shattering against the floor. Then came Trevor’s furious roar. “Shut your filthy mouth, Gamma Jeff! How dare you insult my brother in front of me? Where is your shame?!” I lost my breath. Trevor… was standing up for me?

Valerius—who had somehow made his way to the fleet—was sitting in the corner, looking seasick. "Sit," Thorne commanded, pouring rum into tin cups. "Drink. Then tell us how you killed a god." Tristan took the cup. He didn't drink. He set it on the table. "Alaric is gone," Tristan said. "But he’s not dead. He ascended into the Aether-stream." A silence fell over the room. "So he's a ghost?" Garrick’s hologram rumbled. "Can a ghost command armies?" "No," Tristan said. "But his sister can."

Their eyes once shining with nothing but self proclaimed righteousness, now shining with genuine determination to help the supernatural realm they looked down in the past and helping their brother Michael and Lucifer. Magic ignited the sky. In the middle of the battlefield, a tall figure appeared, casually eating a burger, as if the apocalypse wasn’t happening. A young man with messy hair, hoodie soaked from rain, and a bored expression. One of the Alphas choked. It was alpha Trevor Cross Wallace of Blood Crusade pack. “Glu-ther?”

At the mention of his name even the devil himself gives way for him. His background was shrouded in mystery, but whispers of his brutal rise to power and merciless tactics had cemented his infamous reputation. Those who crossed him were dealt with swiftly and brutally, their fate a warning to others who dared to challenge his authority. He's known as Lucifer. Lucifer sat in his study going through some files when his Beta, Mikhail Baryshnikov Darkclaw, walked in. There is no difference with the two, just that Vladimir is the chosen one by the moon goddess to be the Alpha of the Pack but Vladimir chose him as his Beta and his right hand man in the Underworld Mafia.

"You wish to throw everything we've ever built away because of some witch whore who will kill you the first chance she gets? A whore who was once your cousin's whore?" Xander straightened his shoulders. "This is the last time you'll ever speak of her in such a way." The Alpha scoffed. He was trying to play it cool but I saw some nervousness and hesitation within him. Xander was tall and muscular and his uncle was older and the complete opposite. If challenging directly translated to 'fighting', then it was evident who the winner would be. And if it was Xander, I would be saved.

Despite the wishes of many of the girls I screw, I've got no desire to have a mate, they only create a weakness and as my father says, an Alpha cannot afford to have any weaknesses. Tasha falls forward, breathing heavily as she cums. I grab her hips, pounding into her from below to reach my own climax. "Oh Abaddon, yes." She lifts her face to mine, hoping I'll forget myself and kiss her, but I don't do that, ever. I don't see the need to lead them on, make them think this is anything but what it is, so, I turn away, lifting her off me, grabbing my shorts and pocketing the condom.

Now I am for fucking sure going to kill him once this is over. From all the stupid things the man has done, well, this one is by far the greatest. I think I told him with the exact words, "Leave the hunting to the hunters." But yes, the Vampire Master is out to save the world and get himself killed. Now I don't know how this one is going to play out. Let us get the skies to close, Lucius back in his hole and well, not sure about the evil Stefan and his sidekick Elloise.