Troy Vandegraff Novels & Stories

2019, December 20th Caines, Terres Somnia (CC) “You’re just going to stand up here and watch them while your mind implodes?” Troy asked, leaning forward with his clasped hands over the railing as he came to stand next to me. “What do you want me to say, Troy? It’s not that you spend four hours a day working out and training, it’s that you do it with her? Don’t spend time with your dead best friend’s sister?” I snapped.

Now that I was fully healed, there was more than enough time to root the person out. "Oh, I think you'll speak, Christina," Zephyr replied. "Maybe I'll leave my buddy, Troy, here with you for a few minutes. Troy?" Troy stepped forward without speaking, his arms crossed behind him, face stoic as ever. He wasn't in his usual bodyguard suit and tie, but a tight black T-shirt, combat cargo pants, and heavy boots. He looked like danger.

Adam had his laptop open beside me and was working through them in real time, confirming each one as Nicholas described it. He gave us the location of Troy's hidden assets, three separate accounts held through intermediaries in non-pack financial institutions, totalling more than the council had estimated Troy's entire net worth to be. The council's financial investigator, when contacted, made a sound that I can only describe as professionally stunned.

He looks the least intimidating in the group, maybe because he’s the youngest. “I’m not a kid!” Eugene retaliated but Leila continued teaser him by ruffling his hair. “Hi.” Eugene greeted Chris shortly after getting away from Leila. “You’re so boring. Anyway, this is Troy, Troy Ivan. Don’t be scared at him, that’s his resting face plus he’s just shy.” Chris perfectly understood why Leila put a disclaimer for Troy. The man is well built. A man you would be scared to approach. Troy gave a small smile, “We’re sorry that we didn’t make it through the wake. We still had to finish some important business overseas.” He explained.

I Did It For Her Ass (3) Troy leaned back and slid his thumb under the waistband of his shorts. He lifted his hips and pushed them down, peeling the fabric off his thighs, revealing more and more of himself as he went. His cock was thick and dark, standing out from the neatly trimmed hair at the base. Veins ran up the length, twisting along the shaft. I watched as he exposed more of it, and it somehow seemed to get wider the further down he pulled. It was massive.

“They killed the man after all. That wasn’t right. Now the poor baby has to suffer.” “Yes.” Blaze groaned with a hand on his chest. “That poor, poor child.” “I’ll be right back,” Troy promised his friend and took off for the second time, towards the house from which he’d already taken three thousand dollars. Just as Troy got to the residence of the Stones, he saw a van he’d seen earlier in their driveway, moving away from the house. Inside the van were the six men he’d seen counting money inside the house on his first visit. Since the door to the house was locked, he didn’t have any choice but to go back to Blaze, emptyhanded. The gang leader couldn’t hide his disappointment and anger. He ca

Troy tore off the password note attached to the back of the bank card, so he had nothing to fear and proudly said, "This is the money from the person who wants to hire me as a senior manager of their company. Elena, I'm still an Alpha. If you dare to scold me again, I will reject you." "You won't lie to me again, will you?" Elena was in disbelief. Troy sneered, "Why would I lie to you? From now on, if you dare to control me again, I will kick you out." Because Troy fell into this state and couldn't even run his pack well, Elena looked down on him from the bottom of her heart, but when she heard that he could earn money again, Elena was very happy. This way, Gina could continue to receive tre

Ryder frowns at Troy who simply smiles. “I’ve decided to become a cop,” Troy declares. “I’ve…I’ve been lost all my life but all this made me realize that I want to help those who have been wronged by people like Vincent. So, I’ll help in catching the criminals. Jim here is helping me study as well.” “The kid is smart!” Jim gleefully says. “He’ll get in.” After a lot of celebration and cheers, Ronan forced everyone to go home. Only Scarlett remains with Ryder to stay with him. Ryder can see the dark circles under her eyes and that she’s extremely tired.

He wondered if Troy had gone mad or if he was under some sort of spell. … Meanwhile, in Lauren's office. Troy was on his knees, tears streaming down his face. "Mr. Lloyd, Dr. Lloyd, please! You're a genius doctor, a godsend! You have to save me—I'm begging you! I don't want to lose my manhood!" Andrew sat leisurely on the couch, watching the desperate Troy with mild amusement. "Mr. MacAfee, what are you doing? Kneeling like this? Come on, I'm not worthy of such a gesture."

Yet here I was, hiding behind a flimsy little sheet, as if he couldn’t just pull it away and take what he wanted. Troy sat in the window, wrapping his elegant fingers around the edge of the sill. Dressed in the light slacks and white polo shirt, he looked for all he was worth like a frat boy on his way to the country club. The only thing missing was the knitted vest and sweater tied around his neck. His cold, emotionless eyes gave him away though. Frat boys didn’t have eyes like that. “Drink your water,” he ordered in the same tone of voice he used against Gary last night.