Troy Vandegraff Novels & Stories

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.

It was frustrating because I'm not an open person. "I got you!" I gave him a pat on the shoulder. We were practically the same height although he was slight two inches taller being at 6'4. "Hi, welcome to Tiffany's and co. Need any help. We have the new engagement collection and-" Jeremy politely cut her off as he explained. "Oh no thanks, I'm just here to collect an order we made a few weeks back. I received a text that it was all done!"

I cut her off abruptly before she can jump to any correct conclusions. "And by that," Troy continues, "I mean that I'm officially choosing a side. I'm officially coming out as a non-gay person! Whoo!" he fist-bumps the air in excitement, proud of himself. Everyone falls silent again. How have scientists not documented this new species yet?

But unlike the others, it was easy for him to move on. “Yeah, dude. Let’s join them. Come on,” Troy said who stood up earlier. Troy is delicate but also a certified playboy. She may be choosy. He always wanted a perfect woman who would pleasure and please him. But so far, he hasn’t lost a woman in his life. “Good luck, dude. Just think one of those is for you,” Vincent said shaking his head. Vincent Madrigal, 'the most secretive' among us. We just learned that he was going to marry his childhood sweetheart. But way back, he has also a lot of women in his life.

warned Troy. "I hope he can do it," answered Brody calm then drink his Vodka shot. "Yes," Troy agreed, "I guess you're right."

“Troy. My name is Troy and I have come here to seek refuge.” I nodded sarcastically. “What if you had lured the vampires or what you said is attacking, what if you had lured them here? Should I be planning to continue your war?” Troy shivered at the mention of war. “I just want you to know…it has haunted down different parks and sooner or later, it is going to find you. I wanted a safe harbor. I have heard so much about you.” I rolled my eyes and nodded. “So, what do you want me to do for you now?”

"This doesn't feel real. How could someone I've respected since childhood suddenly stab me in the back? Besides, that company is a family business. Grandpa is also a shareholder there." After taking a deep breath, Troy spoke while staring blankly at the ceiling. "If it weren't Grandpa, I would have taught that person a lesson. But this... ugh!" Troy seemed frustrated, clutching his own hair. "So what's your next plan?" Diego asked as he began packing up the laptop. He didn't want anyone else to see the data.