Aphmau Travis Novels & Stories

The logjam of words ended, and I was just sitting there and feeling like an incredible idiot. “I’ve been waiting for that,” Travis said. “About time, really.” I looked at him. He looked back. “What?” I asked. He smiled, and it was very kind. “You’ve been plucked from this obscure life with your adopted daughter, and now you’re a human goddess-mother to the daughters of the Pack Alpha. You basically can’t blow your nose without someone taking a photo and putting it online as proof you have pneumonia.”

King, Lamia, and Travis were seated around one of the small coffee tables on the couches and chairs. “Hunji, my main man!” Travis called out to me when I entered the room, “Where have you been? We were just finalizing a few things; Lamia said your block was up?” Travis was somebody I admired, after everything he had been through and endured, he was still able to smile and take most things in his stride, but he was strong and confident and every day he grew more into the role of an Alpha. The people of MacTire loved him and the whispers around the village were in hopes that Lamia would have taken him as her chosen mate.

I've been back to the States for a day now, after sister Martha's call I couldn't stay for the Paris show anymore, I had to leave Sam to represent me, I just didn't want to tell anyone because I had things to take care of. Gina, a little girl I saved from the streets and brought her to my foundation, yes I have a foundation and no my mother doesn't know about it. Gina has been a depressed kid for a while not until I brought her to the foundation and she started opening up when she met the other kids, so I don't know how she ended up on the roof of the building and even falling off, it was a miracle she didn't die but sustained serious injuries and a broken neck, it's going to take some time

My throat felt closed and my hands were shaking so badly they looked like they weren’t mine. Maurice grabbed his phone, yelling into it. “Get the pack doctor! NOW! She’s not breathing!” I saw him move, but it all looked slow. His hands were on my face, trying to keep me awake. “Athena, please! Stay with me!” But I couldn’t. The world faded, the sounds faded. His voice became quiet, my heartbeat slowed and my eyelids dropped. Everything went dark and I saw darkness. ***** Travis’s POV *****

That was the first article I read and the date that the news was posted was just yesterday. Maybe that's the reason why Travis isn't here for my birthday today! I feel like I'm getting softer from what I'm reading, it's really good and I'm sitting now because maybe if I was standing, I would have fallen down on my seat earlier. Kim Madrigal asked Travis Forger to shower with her as he finally made his debut in the trailer for Season premier of her reality show. My eyes widened, so he had a reality show but it wasn't mentioned on Wikepedia.

Travis ordered Cyrus before saying goodbye because he and Jomar were close to his house. Cyrus quickly pocketed the cellphone and got into his car. He ignored the woman’s behavior. Annoyed, Lovely returned to her car and slammed the door shut. Her anger to Shaina increased because she was embarrassed by the man who overheard the two of them fighting. Even their neighbors looked out the window and looked curious, too. When he got home, Jomar was also excited to pack. Because he is going to another country with Travis. “Travis, where are you from? Have you eaten and taken your medicine?” Martha asked the young man one after the other.

I ask angrily. "He couldn't find us Nala. I'm happy now, don't you want me to be?" She asks. "Of course mum. I want you to be happy. I love you" I hug her tight as a tear slips. "I'm sorry for the pain I caused you and your mother" , My 'dad' apologizes. I smile. My mum is happy so am I. As for my dad, I know there is nothing that can mend our broken relationship because I'm leaving today, hardly enough time to even know each other.

She was right about boys though . "Uhh.." I raised my eyebrow . Inhaling the beauty of his face . "Oh sorry . I'm Travis . May I have a dance with you . If you don't mind . Of course ." He said nervously, chuckling. Rubbing the back of his neck . Travis....that sounds familiar . Have I heard this name before somewhere? But where ? "Uh . Yeah . I mean it's no problem . I'm Amelia by the way . You can call me Amy. " I said laughing awkwardly .

He messaged me. After everything that happened. I took a deep breath and replied. Me: Yes. I’m awake. A minute passed. Two. Three. Then finally: Travis: I didn’t get the chance to explain earlier. I’m sorry for how things turned out today. Me: Do you even have to apologize? You weren’t the one who got dramatic and fell. Travis: Still. I should have handled it better. I looked up at the moon and sighed. Me: You said you were in the US. Why are you here?

“It will be okay.” Sabrina tried to smile but failed miserably, her bottom lip quivering with fear. Once the cuff was secure to a rod that ran along the side of the truck’s interior, they sat on the seat and waited while Bachmeier slipped the last cuff around Sabrina’s free wrist. He smiled again, a sickening laugh escaping his mouth as the aroma of bad breath filled the small space between them. “Now, that’s what I call a pretty sight,” he said. “Two whores tied up and ready for some fun. Too bad we don’t have the time.”