Troy Vandegraff Novels & Stories

When I concluded the basketball program, the few weeks before school resumed, I spent most of my time at Troy's house. Troy is a basketball player on our school team. I won't say we're friends exactly but we're cool. Troy is a bit reserved compared to the other players on the team. He doesn't drink alcohol or attend parties. He's also the only player with the most impressive grades. My grades aren't bad, neither are they impressive but they are good enough to keep me playing basketball. My dad would lose it if I flunked school even at the expense of basketball. The other players are pretty average or just trying to keep up.

Pride ran deep in wolves. "Troy, what about you?" I asked. He shrugged. "Depends how much I can afford. I'll probably have to work while I study." "Troy," Lyall said, leaning forward, "there are dozens of pack scholarships you qualify for." "I know." "So apply." Troy looked sheepish. "I haven't had time. Most of the deadlines passed before I could even look." "Come over tomorrow," Lyall said immediately. "We'll go through them together."

Kristi. Dad and Mom were deep in conversation about the company’s quarterly losses and profits, voices rising and falling with business talk. Troy leaned back casually, adding his own smooth opinions like the respected best friend he was. “Frank, the supply chain delays are killing the margins this quarter,” Troy said calmly, one arm resting on the table like nothing was happening beneath it. “But if we renegotiate with the new vendors like I suggested—” I barely heard a word. Because Troy’s other hand had already slipped under the table.

Athena Ramirez It's been 2 years since I've worked for Eros. He's a hard boss but also considerate and thanks to this job she was able to send troy to Canada, her paycheck is that full and fatty that she dosen't have to worry where her next meal will be from. Troy is at very high end expensive boarding school for the gifted in Canada, there he'll be able to receive all the help he can get to help with his trauma and her job as Eros PA pays that and her own lifestyle.

Troy hesitated. “Luca? Yeah. Said it was a setup. Claimed he got messages about the missing funds.” “Messages?” “Anonymous number. Told him to meet at Riders Tower.” I frowned. “You believe him?” He shrugged. “I don’t know what to believe. But he sounded… scared, Ghost. Not guilty. There’s a difference.” “Viper says….” “Viper says a lot,” Troy cut in. “You ever notice how he’s always the first one to speak when shit goes wrong?” That stopped me. Because he was right.

What am I doing here? Questions flooded my mind with no answers. Where is Felix? Where’s Barbra? Where is the rest of the Wade family? “Mia? Hey… what’s going on?” Troy asked gently, pulling me out of my spiraling thoughts. “You seem confused. Is something wrong?” I looked at him, still stunned. The last time I saw Troy was in 2012. But this is 2020. How is he even here? Back then, he left for the United States to study Business Administration. His father had insisted he take over the LeVert Empire one day.

Hey, Ava," Troy calls; I smile at him. "I'm sorry I failed you," he says. " I should have gotten you out of here ages ago; the boss is crazy." Troy is my oldest friend. He was studying medicine when Mario took me. Troy discontinued his studies to join the cartel and look out for me. " It's not your fault," He sits beside me and holds my hands.

"However, don’t forget about Troy's background!" Troy Wenkebach was Cloudtop Academy’s previous number one genius. He was the grandson of a very powerful being in the Fighters' Alliance. Apart from his handsome appearance, his background was unparalleled. Needless to say, he was also the common dream of tons of ladies of Cloudtop Academy. Lucas looked at Troy. He could not comprehend why there were always so many scumbags who wanted to seek trouble with him? 'He is just a Rank 7 Evolved One. He really doesn’t know his place.'

“Strict Necessaire. Taryn Mitchell's place. Word on the street is that Ivory Clause is looking at it to be her Vegas exclusive for her high-end women's line.” I lean back in my chair, racking my brain. “Is she that gorgeous girl with the long auburn hair? Willowy body? Tall?” I never really cared because I like my women petite with killer curves. She's more my brother Reagan's type. He always seemed to date dancers. He's a hot shot lawyer in NYC now, and I'm sure he's found himself a Broadway performer to warm his bed that probably looks a lot like Taryn. Troy nods. “Yup. That's her. Need me for anything? Otherwise, I'm going to go hit the floor and see what's happening today since it appear

“Hey, can I join?” David’s eyes narrowed, and he glanced at the man who had just approached him. “Who are you?” “Raffy ordered me to take you home, and you’re already drunk.” Troy is lying. David grinned before looking at the man’s chest. The three buttons on his full sleeves were open so he could see the beautiful view. He put his arm around him and stood up. "Let's have fun!” Troy almost dragged the man, who was almost cradled up. He made sure that his face would not be seen on the CCTV, even if he had hacked the surveillance camera.