Novel & Cerita Victorious #trina

Natalie won't back out unless she has a better plan and all feel they are deceitful. “You think I didn't figure that out, I sent some of my men to have her followed, when they find out what she is hiding, they should rip her head off, and serve me on a gold platter,” Trina laughed. How can Trina be this evil and I never saw it? I didn't see this coming, because I was blinded by her fake love for me and her fake hands of friendship. “That is why I love you girl, you are the brightest amongst all my daughters,” her mother praised and Trina blushed hard.

I tried to get up but he didn’t let me. “I am sorry. I didn’t mean to scare you.” He said looking in my eyes. He wiped my tears and pushed my head on his chest. He rested his cheek on my head and wound his arms around me, pulling me close “That day was the day my mate died.” He said like he was choking. I gasped. His grip tightened on me. “Damien killed her in front of me. I didn’t even get to know her at all. I just knew her name. Victoria. She was a lovely girl. She would have made a good beta female.”

"This was always going to be your end, Trina. You made your bed when your killed and joined Thalrion now you lie in it." It wasn’t personal. It wasn’t about revenge anymore. It was about principle, about justice, about cleaning up the mess left by a woman who thought she could escape consequences just because she had the right connections. She is stronger than I thought, but it didn’t matter. I was methodical, steady. I let her struggle against me for a moment longer before I squeezed once, twice, until her body goes limp.

Her face went pale as she turned and bolted back upstairs to find the only man who could stop it. Out on the street, Vincent slammed Trista into the backseat of a luxury car. A muddy red glow flickered in his eyes as he released a wave of oppressive, predatory pheromones, trying to crush her will to fight. "I'm a cripple because of you. Today, I'm marking you right here. Consider it interest on the debt!" Trista fought like hell. Vincent backhanded her twice, the force blurring her vision and drawing blood from her lip.

I smiled at Trina. Whenever I think of her past, that she was from an orphanage but she was able to support herself and she cope with all that. I am amazed of how strong and courageous person she is. "What time is it?! Let's hurry up, and stop the drama!" Suddenly Trina's energy rose again, she was really impressive. We smiled at each other before starting to get dressed. —————————————————— "Crystal's body is really beautiful." I’m already wearing the sandals Trina lent me.

I had never seen her look this good, in a way she seemed calm and almost vulnerable regardless of the current situation and it warmed my heart so much. I felt ecstatic, I felt defensive. “John whatever your last name is, being mated to her doesn’t make you my friend or my ally, I would kill you—“ “Hey, don’t.” I visibly relaxed, it was like I was learning how to walk again. Shit!

Trina said in astonishment, still puffed up. "Because I'm not a vampire, Trina. She thinks that eventually, I'll go back to my origins and fight for my race," I said seriously. “She thinks I’m going to betray vampires,” I added. "And maybe she felt jealous because some vampires treat you better, especially Uncle Trevor," Trina added. "Maybe yes. She tried to fight me a few times but he didn't succeed. I probably trampled on her ego because he couldn't beat me in our duel then."

There's arms around me and I spot Amber trying to get me off and before I can use my leg to drop her, a two toned haired girl is already at her. That's my best friend. I get off a screaming Kelly, pulling by hair as I kick her. Man this felt good. She pushed me, managing to create space between us and before she could lunge at me, I punched her. This time it was satisfying because I hear the sound. She dropped to her knees, blood coming out her nose. I smirk, satisfied. A much shorter figure comes into play and backhands the taste buds out of her, Nina.

Trina's fear washed away with a wave of relief upon seeing it. The other guards inside the van checked the area first. Looks like they’re not being chased anymore. She tried to hold Trina's hand before she got out of the van, but Trina got out quickly. There is only one thing that Bridgette can do while Trina runs inside their house, watch her walk away from her, and probably from their friendship forever. Almost to the door, she fell down. Blood started to come out of her head. She was shot dead. She wanted to run to her but her father commanded the chauffeur to drive away from the scene. That was the last time Bridgette saw her friend.

“I trust you, but what do I do about Trina? I mean, there must be a way to stop her from hurting me or my children.” “The only thing I'll advise you to do is protect yourself as much as you can from her. Trina is someone who tries to use her target's fears against them. You must never leave room for her to get anything in you, do you understand?” “That I can do, and presently, I don't think there's anything I have now that she could use against me. I mean, I haven't even gotten my memories back. It will be difficult to fight her this way.” “Yes, it will be difficult to fight her, especially if she starts digging for things.”