Beautiful Disaster Travis Novels & Stories

Thank goodness she is okay. And there is the girl I almost had an heart attack for. We walks to me fiddling with my fingers. "Zack told me you went to look for me. I am sorry. I flew out through the window during the crash." "It's okay. You are fine and that's all that matters now." It is my fault this all happened. The rogues came for me. And they all got hurt in the process. Sean walks through the door, and a question pops up in my head. "What happened to the rogues. Is there any surviver."

It couldn’t be. "Baby," Marco’s voice softened, laced with grief. "Come home." She turned to Isla, who had been watching her closely. “What’s wrong?” Isla asked, setting down her drink. Sade could barely get the words out. "Travis… he’s… he’s dead." The laughter, the lightness of the evening, evaporated in an instant. Isla’s face drained of color, and Star and Tamara went silent. The night that was meant to be a celebration of their success had turned into a moment that would change everything.

She smiled over at him, and he knew he had lost a part of his heart. How could this have happened so quickly? A woman who could smile as if she was looking at the gates of heaven after what they’d just been through deserved better than him. He was a soldier, a drone, used to doing other people’s hard and dirty work. He didn’t deserve someone who took sunshine with her everywhere she went. When they collapsed on the muddy shore, he looked around for his bag, hoping that it had somehow come ashore. He tried to gauge how far they’d gone and looked back up river to see if the men were in pursuit.

Tristan covered his face as tears mixed with blood ran down his cheeks. He finally understood the price of his precious second chance. Beside him, Rainee trembled. She glanced at his mangled legs, disgust flashing across her face. Then it vanished. She grabbed his hand. "Tristan, you're bleeding so much. I hate seeing you like this. The earthquake happened so fast. If you hadn't been protecting me, you never would've gotten hurt this bad." She burst into tears. Then Alex suddenly forced himself upright on his stretcher. He pointed at Rainee and screamed, "Rainee Bianco, you freaking monster! You've got some nerve crying. When the wall came down, you shoved Tristan under the concrete! Then yo

I remembered the roar of the explosion and the terrifying moment the smoke separated us, leaving me screaming her name into a void of falling debris. I knew the guy was lying and I felt insulted because he was holding out on me. Every time he looked at me with those rat-like eyes, I didn't see a hired hand; I saw the person who had planted the device that nearly ended my wife and child. All my rage and fear were gushing out at that moment, and I wanted someone to pay for the trauma that had turned Nyla’s pregnancy into a high stakes survival game. The surgery to save her and the baby after the blast had been the longest hours of my life, and this man was the only link to the person who had s

"The planes are grounded. The ships are gone." "I will walk it if I have to," I said, though I knew it was a lie. I stood up. I looked at the frightened faces of the people I had sworn to protect. Thayes was right. I had brought this on them. My father hadn't just frozen bank accounts; he had frozen our lifeline. I looked at my phone. The text message from Dexter burned in my memory. Winter is coming. He was doing this. He was tightening the noose. He was showing me exactly what happened when the "Disaster Daughter" tried to play Queen.

I asked. “We found her!” He exclaimed and my heart thumped. “Found who?” I asked. “Trisha Drake. We found her, Alpha!” I couldn't believe my ears. Finally! “And turns out, she just returned to Los Angeles from London. She works as a doctor and built her own special hospital here in Los Angeles…” As he was talking, the door opened and an elegant looking lady walked in. My eyes widened immediately I saw her and the phone slipped from my hand as we locked gazes.

"He's busy with something at the moment…" "Busy with something? Just how busy is he to the point that he can't even make time for his own woman?" Travis knew that he shouldn't vent his anger on Yves. But he had a taste of what true despair was the moment he witnessed Alanna being shoved off the cliff. "Travis," Hector called out from the side. Only then did Travis snap out of his enraged state. He quickly released Yves' shirt afterward. "Sorry about that," he muttered.

He gently caressed her back. Vale stared at her face and brushed her tears. Then kissed her. “I’m really sorry, Sweetheart. I even doubted your love for me. God knows how worried I am to see you in that vessel. We almost killed each other.” Vale looked down, his face remorseful. Einille was seated back in the bed, still holding her husband’s hand. “I’m at fault, too. There was an ambush. All my colleagues died, but Hero saved me. I woke up in that ship.” She told him everything before the shootout.

She left Luke arm and fell heavily on the couch. Luke squatted in front of her, he couldn't stop staring. His eyes traveled down her tiny waist in the ball gown.. "Get a grip on yourself" a tiny voice called in his heart and he stood and left her with a pure mind. (At TS mansion) Travis couldn't sleep at the middle of the night,he kept tossing on his bed. He thought she disappeared. Why then did she come back?.. Layla Salvador. That's the name of the woman he dreaded the most. He hated her the most yet he couldn't get over her.