Troy Otto Novels & Stories

“If you really mean that, then admit what you did. Tell the truth. Say you faked that tape.” The pause was long enough to choke on. Otto shifted, shoulders twitching under his hoodie. “That would ruin me. My reputation. My career. You get that, right? I… I can’t throw my life away like that. Just… think of something else. Anything else. I’ll do it.” I laughed, sharp and humorless. “Oh, that’s rich. You torch our lives, Cassie’s name, my career, and your solution is, what? Pick something on the menu that isn’t the truth?”

I whined. Troy seemed puzzled. "Who is Tyga?" he asked. "He is my mentor," I explained, "and he has been trying for years to make me be like him, saying it will help me transform into my wolf, but I think it is pure gibberish." "He's probably right, you know. I was a late bloomer myself," Troy admitted. "And yoga helped me find my wolf." I rolled my eyes, still not convinced. "I'm not buying that lie," I told him defiantly.

~Introduction to the Male lead~ Name: Zion Black Knight. Age: 19 years. Lives in: Manchester. A British national. Height: 6.1ft, Fair skin, black eye. He is a high schooler. He is somebody that can't be restrained or tamed. The child of world's best and richest businessman, Andrew Black Knight. The one who brought the renovation in the entire IT industry. He is rich, handsome and intelligent with a photographic memory. Perfect in every way.

Marcus gets up to speak, he stays quiet for a few minutes. "Troy was not the perfect man, husband, father, friend or brother, but then again, who is perfect? I can say now he was far more perfect than many people I have met in my life. He made mistakes towards the end of his life; which lead to this point." His head falls, his body shaking more, I feel like I should go up there with him, but at the same time, I don't.

Vitaly said, turning to face the elders who were entering the pack “the man has given us enough to deal with, and we have never said anything about it; however, to know that he is siding with the enemy, that is not something that we can accept, especially since he is now his ‘family’” His eyes met Katerina’s who frowned, a low growl escaping her chest as she glared at the man she trusted as a father, a man she chose to open up to when she knew that she had no one to trust. Donatello wrapped his arm around Bella, looking at her, the two nodded as they shared a quiet message before she took one step back behind him, watching as he took a step forward to stand to my left. Carter stood to my rig