Trevor X Hetty Novels & Stories

he says, and the guy lowers his head, nodding in defeat. "It was... It was some guy, I don't know his name per se, but he's scruffy. Tall, with dirty blonde hair. He has this spider tattoo on the back of his head. And that's when I knew... It was Heather's husband. The thing is, in my first year of college, Trevor and Vincent attended the same school. They were the definition of dickheads. They partied till the morning came, paid people to take their seats in the class, and cheated their whole way up the ladder.

"Your girls, huh? What makes you think we’re yours?” “Just a feeling I have.” He says. He quickly leans over and kisses my cheek. “I’m claiming you now, Maddie.” “Trevor…” “Nope. Don’t say it. I know we might not be fated. And we won’t know for years. But I’m hopeful. Don’t worry, I’m not asking for anything from you. We’re friends and that’s what we’ll stay as, until we know for sure.” He says with a small smile. I don’t know what to say to him, so I just smile back. He is so cute with his light brown hair and his chocolate brown eyes that twinkle when he smiles. He’s got a deep dimple in his right cheek that is visible even when he’s not smiling. He looks so much like his dad, Garrett, I’m

“You are so right T. If this is what he does, then he didn’t deserve us, anyway. At least we will get a second chance mate. He will appreciate and love us.” “Yes, he will Lettie, everyone but he who shall remain unnamed, knows we are awesome!” “That’s the spirit T. I love you.” “I love you too Lettie. You are the best human I could have gotten paired with.” Later in the day, Trevor passed by me and “reminded me,” not to mention I’m his fated mate. He has some nerve. I keep telling myself I just have to make it through my next couple of classes, and then I can go home and get ready for Jazzy’s. He had the nerve to give me an alpha order not to tell anyone I was his mate. As if I would want to

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?”

" Well it was nice meeting you Saskia , my name is Trevor and im sure Kaiden over here told you about me right" " So what is a pretty girl like you doing with a slug like him" he said pointing at kaiden. " You look gorgeous and I am sure you are not all innocent" he said pointing at the hickey on my neck that kaiden gave me I gulped at he continued coming closer towards me." kaiden how could you not share your meat , I mean imagine her on my bed with no clothes on and -" he said but stopped when Kaiden charged at him and punched him in his face. " Don't you dare fucking complete that sentence " he said as he punched Trevor but soon Trevor blocked his punches and punched Kade in his jaw and h

“Um, I’m great! Taking care of the gallery, being Uncle Tristian. It’s great.” When Trevor got out of prison two years ago, he and Viola got serious. I was surprised it happened, but I was happy for them I guess. They now had an adorable son named Travis. “Any girls?” I questioned. “So many.” He grinned. “Right.” So, it did kind of bug me how many girls he’d been through in the last three years, but I knew it wasn’t any of my business. “Anyone home!” Heath’s voice called. “Just your Best Man!” Tristian called back, hurrying to the front door.

*He can’t stand me. *Give him time to adjust,* Balric told me. *I don’t want to. I don’t want to wait for someone to decide to like me. I’m the Betrayer to him. That’s all he’ll ever see, especially with Ian holding his leash. The truth hurt, but I wouldn’t live a lie any longer. Look, we’ve never needed anyone before and that hasn’t changed. We’ll deal with Ian. Just us and no one else.*

Hethway fell in front of the guards and cried out" Please! I'm begging ya' Armstrong, let me go! My wife's right there! Prince Aven?! Prince Aven?! Forgive me, that girl next to you is crazy! My lord...please" The guard who looked away, Armstrong, pushed Hethway onto the wooden stage and stuck his head right through the hole, resting on wood. Jessi stared at Aven with such hatred. The head guard stood then yelled "Men! On the count of three, behead them. One...., Two...., Thr- "Stop!" Everyone gasped. I thought I heard Zane but I turn over to see Former King Nero. It was too late, I heard a head roll. I couldn't look, but I did. I heard a Woman scream after. Hethway's head was cut clean off

Seth said as he walked over. Ivy quickly wiped her tears away. "I'm just too happy. Everything's fine when you're awake, Hattie." Seth looked at Heather as well and jokingly said, "You're a living medical wonder now, Hattie. I'm happy to see that you're back, too. Otherwise, I'll also feel sad if you're going to be a vegetable for the rest of your life." And after what happened to Heather, Seth noticed that Tyrone was treating Heather very differently. It was possible that he had fallen for her. In the past, he had simply thought that Tyrone had some interest in Heather.

Kaela’s POV The hide door of the healer’s hut opened, letting in a shaft of pale dawn light and the scent of cold earth. A tall figure stepped inside, Taren. Rhett’s older brother. The man who’d always regarded me with distant disapproval, like I was a weakness the pack had to tolerate. Behind him, Rhett’s voice came smooth and calm, wearing the same mask of tenderness he always did in public. “Kaela,” he said softly. “You’re awake. Thank the Moon Goddess. Your mate was worried sick.”