Trina Grojband Novels & Stories

THIRD PERSON'S POV The tall beautiful lady walked through the cleared path along the bush, her huge companion following behind. The little part of their extremely pale skin that was exposed from their large cloaks, glowed under the sun as they walked passed the boundary of the coldmoon pack. The moment they stepped into the new territory, Brienne smiled to herself and took off her hoodie. Her pale face glistened under the sun, and she let out a groan of satisfaction. They were finally here, after weeks of investigating from pack to pack. They were finally in the pack of the traitor.

“How did you know about that?.” “Gwen, listen I've always known all about you before now.” “ I've been following you from the very first day you came to Lycester.” “ I promise you, I'm not a stalker.” “What!?.” “ Listen, it's hard to explain, but I work for the earth pack lady.” “She asked me to keep an eye on you and ensure I don't get seen or interfere with your life.” “She took me in when I got kicked out of my pack.” “I'm sorry.” “I know your life may be complicated right now, and may have also had serious setbacks over the past few days but I'm here to help.” “ I'm here to make you feel better.” “Your mate will be married to her soon. “I don't think it's something you should watch.”

Claradious, Cassandra and Mia curiously asked the Midwives chorously while looking at them inquisitively because they were totally confused. "The Baby is a Vampire, a Werewolf and a Witch, making her three supernatural species in one, hence the name "TRIBRID" the very first of her kind." The midwife replied Claradious, Cassandra and Mia warmly. "How is that possible?" Claradious asked totally bewildered while looking at Baby Angelus in shock and disbelief.

“I’ve fired the men responsible for the girls’ junior training. They were old fashioned and limiting potential by only providing basic training. I trust you will use their salary to employ someone with a genuine interest in producing powerful female soldiers.” Her lips curled into a smile, “Lili will be over the moon. Do you have any idea how much she’s been bugging me about this?” “Trust me, I know.” The next meeting was with Max Megestanis. He was the standing leader of the Triton faction, his duties including keeping everyone in line, organising the budget and resolving his people’s issues before they come to me. “I wanted to talk to you about who will inherit your title,” I said, “You’re

The three of them were not even far away when Ynaria was suddenly stopped by someone holding her right foot so she looked at it. "One of you can't escape!" Trist said as he fell to his knees and gripped Ynaria's leg tightly. Ynaria tries to struggle from Trist's grip on her leg, but Trist is too strong. While Clement and Paul, they drag Ynaria but they deliberately lose the strength to help the girl. "Trist, release me!" Ynaria said tearfully. Then its released his grip on Clement to the surprise of Clement and Paul. "Save yourselves!" Its attachment.

"I knew she was a sports producer because Daniel texts her. But that's it. I didn't know she was accepted into Columbia to get her Masters in Sports Journalism. I didn't know she was a huge fan of just about every sport out there, or that she and her mom saw Jason Hart get drafted." I look down at the ground, arms crossed over my chest as he keeps talking. "Your girl Tiffany is a cool chick. You're really lucky to have her," he says. "As for Tiffany the Tramp…that girl is history. The only memories I have of her are vague and not even something I think about." He walks up to me and puts his hand on my shoulder. "That's true of every single guy who has interacted with the groupies. No one is

His claws dig out and scrape the inner layer of my head in an attempt to come out. Dakota, control! I warn him. I ignore the smell, reporters, and comments from females, and hastily reach the stage. By then Dakota starts to jump and scratch in my head unruly. I try to block him, as he wants to take control of us. And we both know, when he takes control, we always end up tasting blood. "Good morning people of Damison Group." Anger is clearly visible in my voice, it is more like a warning for Dakota to not mess this up. My hold on the podium gets tighter as I try hard not to focus on the smell.

Lynda said. She sat down and clicked a button on her laptop. The screen behind her opened to show a picture of John Gold. He was a big client and we had done numerous jobs for him over the years. He preferred the agent only known to him as Jericho to do his personal dirty work for him. “First, nice job in Redondo Beach, Jericho,” Lynda said. “Thanks, it was almost too easy,” I said and Nick laughed. “You always say that,” he said with a smile.

Mandy barked. "Yea, I think she'll be a great profit to the band." Mandy was suffocated with shock, and was getting short of breath, "but um... You just met this loser today and we... I and Mckayla have known you since a long time." "Yea, I'd pick either of you but Trina is the singer Jackson Fellas need. I'm sorry but I pick Trina." Mandy felt bittered, she stared into his eyes boiling in fury and she turned her gaze to me. I could see the rage in her eyes, I got nervous like she was going to push me in front of a train, and I stared at the floor to avoid staring into her eyes.

i added while running my fingers through my hair. “okay” Jessy replied then left with a quiet Chase behind her. i wonder how I’m going to tell Chase everything, i hope he understands why i kept it a secret. my kind are almost extinct and are hunted so i can’t just tell anyone even my close friend without trusting them. that remind me Corvan and his friend they also found out about me. goddess why is everything a mess at the moment. well i better go take a shower cause i really need it. i walked out of the bathroom dressed in a booty short and Adam’s big hoodie is covering my short and if i don’t raise my arm up people will think im only wearing the hoodie