Sal X Travis Novels & Stories

They now hold my salvation. ***

I asked, and he nodded with a deep sigh. "Xavier will be coming after us for trapping his son!" He muttered under his breath and I shut my eyes in fear and anger, cursing that unknown person who betrayed us by releasing Xander. If only I could find that person, Kyle's POV I couldn't help jumping and squealing in great joy as I walked into my room. I stood in front of the mirror watching as my eyes glistened and dropped tears. Those were tears of joy and happiness. Endless joy surged through me in a rush. I was just too happy to even talk. My heartbeat was so fast and loud...

Evelyn's POV "I, Alpha Kyle Turner, reject you, Evelyn Sanders, as my mate." Alpha Kyle hoarse voice boomed in my ears making me freeze on my tracks, his voice laced with disgust. Crack! A cracking sound resounded inside my body and I felt as if a part of me was forcefully torn and taken away. My wolf howled in pain but there was nothing I could do about it. Tears flowed down my face as the pain became immeasurable, increasing with each second to the point I was unable to tolerate it. I could care less about the gazes on me. I was already used to it.

We need to know why they are here, we need to know why they came and tried to hurt Ingrid. "My name is Lucian." He paused as if I was suppose to recognize the name. "I'm not sure if you're awaiting some deep recognition to kick in, but let me save you the time. It's not going to happen, I have no idea who you are or why you are here." I said annoyed. His nostrils flared again before he composed that stoic fucking expression that made me want to grind his face into a cement wall. "I'm Lucian Lane. Pack Alpha to all the wolves of Romania." He spoke slowly.

The guy really instigated Max and tried to get him into trouble but Billy was there to help us. Billy will always be there for us. He once attended St-Xavier high school back in the days and he’s always been supporting the St-Xavier guys on the race tracks. He is like a father to me. If my father was still alive, he would have been just like him. This ongoing enmity between St-Xavier and Troy high schools has long since existed. No one knew what led these two high-schools to have this amount of hatred for one another but all I knew was that it was related to the racing tracks. No one has ever tried to understand or to stop this enmity from spreading like wildfire.

“You lot never fail to disappoint. I mean, honestly, I didn’t even try this time. A hologram? Really? And yet here you are, standing in my lair, exactly where I wanted you.” Trix takes a step forward. “You’re such a liar, Salcom.” Salcom cocks his head, his grin widening. “Am I? That’s news to me.” “You told me you were a loner,” Trix continues, his eyes burning into Salcom and you can even almost taste the fury. “That you didn’t need anyone. No pack, no allies, no family. Just you against the world.” “Oh, that.” Salcom waves a hand dismissively, his grin never going awat. “A bit of creative storytelling. You can’t honestly blame me for wanting to spice things up, can you?”

12, 2015) Mother: Jasmine M. Smith: Jan 13, 1958, (Alive) Father: Raymond M. Bennett: July 13, 1952, (Alive) Siblings: Ryan C. Miller: Oct.24, 2001 (Alive, Single) Aiden K. Miller: Sep. 27, 2004 (Alive, Single) Social Circle: Introvert. Friends: 23 (Mainly At University) Close Friends: 2 (Andrea Roman, Rory Jameson)

I giggled. “You people are stupid,” Six huffed before leaving us. “He’ll come around with you. Be patient. The fact that he’s introduced you to me means a lot,” Five suddenly said with a serious tone. “Have you seriously never met anyone else in his life?” I asked. He shook his head. Six is an extremely private person, and despite the fact that he has been my best friend for twelve years, even I've been privy to certain information about him during those years. I was stunned. "I thought Cash was his best friend." He explained, "Cash is his best friend out there, but not like I am. I know the real Six." "Including his real name?" I asked. " Including his real name," he confirmed. "And I take

I said, giving no emotions. "I don't think we're properly introduced. I'm Carlos. The heir to the Alvarez's family and the Sterling Company. I'm sure you've heard of it. A snap of my fingers can end your miserable life, so don't get on my nerves." he stated with pride. His shoulder and head rising to a level. "I'm Travis X---" "I'm not interested in knowing the rest of it, it doesn't matter. Now, here are my rules if you want to last in this place" he took a closer step.

I shrugged. "Are you sure?” He said and walked over to where I stood. He leaned in closer and whispered. "Are you sure, you don’t need me? In your life." He asked. "Very sure." I gulped and moved back. I was trying to get away from him, but he was following me. "So, you don’t need me. You are really fine with the life, you are living?" "Yes." I said. "You know, when you said, I wasn’t man enough to satisfy you, I thought to myself, there is no way, a woman, could resist me. I’m Travis Sinclair. I can satisfy anyone. Women beg me, to take them.” He said with so much pride and arrogance.