Troy Sharpay Mga Nobela at Kwento

Penny suddenly looked down, avoiding my eyes with a look of guilt on her face. "I, uhm, kind of got back with Troy?" She said, nervously afraid of what my reaction would be, well I wasn't going to disappoint. "Penelope Khloe Campbell!" I whisper yelled not wanting to disturb anyone's sleep. I knew I wasn't hallucinating when I thought the voice sounded familiar. Troy Thompson was her ex boyfriend, she broke up with him after finding him in bed with another girl.

He looked behind him and saw his friend Josh looking at him in amusement. ‘’I scared ya,’’ he grinned. ‘’You startled me,’’ Troy rolled his eyes. ‘’How did it go?’’ Tara suddenly appeared from behind, startling Troy for the second time. ‘’You’re jumpy today,’’ noted Josh. ‘’Just tired,’’ he even yawned for emphasis. ‘’tell me, how did it go with Sophia?’’ Tara asked approaching him with mere interest and excitement. ‘’She got the job,’’ Told Troy. ‘’will be starting with the work from next month,’’

“I tried to talk to her.” For a moment, there was silence. Then Shane’s voice cut through, sharper than I’d heard her before. “You what?” she demanded, sounding both shocked and furious. “Why the hell would you want to do that?” “I just… I wanted to apologize,” Troy stammered. “I need to talk to her, to make things right. I’ve been feeling guilty. She almost died because of me, Shane. I… I can’t get it out of my head.”

Troy teased me "Shut up Troy if you don't want me to sell your photo wearing nothing but just underwear to your fangirls you better shut your damn mouth. I’m sure they’ll be more willing to pay any amount just to have that oh so precious picture of yours." I said angrily to Troy He is Troy Jimenez, the prince of Air kingdom. His power is Lightning and a very annoying one. He likes teasing everyone. "Hahahaha boom! Burn! You can never win against Liana!" Brent said teasingly said to Troy

"What?" I smiled again, this time with a sharper edge. "Troy, you’re a man with needs, and Sharon? She’s stunning and more than capable of fulfilling your sexual needs. So, what do you think? A passionate night with a beautiful woman?" He shook his head slowly, his expression shifting to one of disbelief. "Are you serious right now? You think I’d be tempted by that?" He leaned in slightly, his voice lowering. "I’ve seen plenty of beautiful women in my life. None of them left much of an impression once I walked away. Sharon’s no different."

Redhead introduced, nodding towards the brunette. "And I know you are the infamous Trevor Saint Williamson," Tricia added with a giggle. Trevor grinned as she emphasised his name. He wasn't surprised she had recognised him right away. Most people knew who he was due to him being constantly in the media, whilst only a few knew he was the owner of the clubhouse. "It's a pleasure to be finally this close to you." Tricia grinned, then nudged Lauren, who was staring at the dancefloor. Lauren flashed Trevor a smile, then whispered in Tricia's ear, "I think this is your time to get close to him. You have wanted to do this for a while now."

Their guests sat down and Troy squeezed her hand. He smiled when she looked up at him and she had to admit. He looked fucking incredible. His black suit fitted him perfectly and he’d shaved, his hair was still tousled and she could smell mint and bergamot as they turned to face the Elder. “Black Claw members. We gather today for the union between Alpha Troy Madden and his future Luna, Reese Willowby. It is a joyous occasion when one defeats the odds of life and finds someone worthy to share your life with.”

"Why would a renowned writer like you live in such a simple block like this?" He grins. "I'm a writer. Simplicity is in my system..." I just love the way words come out of his mouth. "See you around..." he walks away. Just like that! "Becca!" Troy joins me as I stand at the doorway staring at perfect Nate, who is a famous writer, by the way. "You've read SCARS, haven't you?" He loves books. Novels to be precise. "A million times..." I point at Nate. "That's Nate Sharpe. SCARS' writer."

He then drops the gun to his side. I sigh in relief as undesired tears run down my bruised cheek. "Unfortunately, I have other plans." I stole a glance over at him. "I-I don't understa—" Troy starts pacing the room. "You see, your fiancé fucked up my life. He took away the woman I loved, got me disowned by my father because he saw me as a weak pathetic bitch." He places a long finger on his clean chin feigning thought. "Oh, and, yeah, he beat the shit out of me. Now, it's my turn. I'mma make him feel pain, and what better way than a fucking knife to the heart? What better way than ruining a man's prized possession? I've learned that the hard way after all."

With that, I decided to walk away, exiting the shooting range. Christian Redd Dela Cruz or also known as 'Tian' is one of a few friends of mine. He may be a year older than me, but he thinks the same way as us, and worse, he also thinks and acts like a kid sometimes, which made him be the teasing subject of our group. And I am Khrystyanna Cherrie Solano. A sophomore student of the Oracle Academy and the so-called 'Oracle's Sharp Shooter' or 'Sharp Shooter President' of our beloved academy of Oracle.