Sal X Travis Novels & Stories

“YOU HAVE TO LET ME GO, YOU TRUNK OF A MAN!” A low, sinister chuckle leaves his lips at my lame insult, his wide shoulders shaking slowly at the motion. “My name is Santino Ricca.”

“Laurel, grow up! Don’t drag your sister into playing hard to get. “It’s already in the news that you Summit sisters are marrying into the Rex family. “You’ve followed Craig and me around since we were kids. Everyone in New Yark knows you two have been clinging to us for years. The entire syndicate knows that the Summit family’s daughters are our fiancees. Who else would marry you?”

I appreciated him getting everyone on track. "I'll tell you a fact. Drystan Merikh was no better than Reed. He had Tarlo blood, and it was rotten." Elder Harris was the youngest of the elders, and it was well known he hated Reed Tarlo. I heard whispers that his grandson was one of the kidnap victims that didn't return. No one dared to reprimand the surly man. His mouth was twisted in a snarl, but he had the saddest brown eyes. "Helpful facts would be best." Sydney gave Harris a sympathetic smile.

Albert asked, confused. “Yes… Austin Morris, isn’t that his name? Who else would it be? He’s known as the Devil-Reaper and Lord of all the mafias.” Max smirked. “If I kill him, everyone in the underground society will bow to me.” Albert’s brows knitted further. ‘Huh? What is this man talking about? He has no clue that Austin is not the Devil-reaper. Hah!’ “Look here, Mr. Ugly man–” Max squinted his eyes, annoyingly.

He would conquer; until everything he wanted belonged to him. That’s what he did. And this time, that’s what would do. He would marry, even if it was a contract. With a devilish grin that seemed to round about his lip, he called up his lawyer in London, Mark Revera and asked him to about a contract. A marriage contract of six months. When he was informed that it was possible, he breathed in relief.

In his pack he is training to be a hunter & on the border patrols. Travis: Travis is a resistance outpost leader. He is also a low class pureblood Vampire. He is the owner & bartender of Travis's Tavern. Travis has a background with Dmitri. He was in debt with him until he made a trade containing information he had that Dmitri was interested in. This also saved him from the Nero family. Because he was an easy informant, Zachary Nero was left to watch him until Jason's final decision on what to do with him. Most of his information comes from his two known cousins, Trent and the other referred to as a lunatic. Travis gives out the information about Charles's outpost to save his own life.

Creed interrupted him “ Yeah, I actually spoke to grams and she helped me a lot. I can’t let what I did haunt me forever only because I won’t live forever. So we are going to move on from this and be okay..not just for ourselves but for our pack.” Taking in a deep breath and letting it out slowly I walk over to the dresser grabbing some clothes. Dropping my towel I start getting dressed. “ Charlotte!!” Alex yelled pushing Creed off the bed and onto the floor on the opposite side of the bed from the dresser.

he said, “Do you know how dangerous it is. Even for wolves and you’re just a human,” “Thanks for saving my life. I’m grateful for that, but you don’t have to worry about me,” The man gazing at me as if I’m a wonder. “Who are you? Why are you here?” I asked. “I’m Alex and I live around here,” he said. “What’s your name?” he asks me. “Serena,” “Serena, where are you from?” The way he said my name, made my heart race. “I’m from Silver Fangs pack,”

“Hey man. I’ve seen you three times in less than twenty four hours, so figured I’d come introduce myself. I’m Travis. You are?” The man continued to just look at Travis for a bit before he took a deep breath, closed his mouth to swallow, and answered, “I ah.. I’m Xavier. I’m sorry. Im a bit.... starstruck. I’m a big football fan.” Xavier gave a weak smile that didn't meet his eyes. “Well Xavier, it’s nice to meet you. You new here?”

"I mean tell me something I can use. Rank, MOS, unit, his last deployment. Things like that." "Oh, right." Chloe giggled nervously. For some reason he had her flustered. She didn't usually have that trouble when talking to men. This one however had her blushing and stammering like a teenager on her first date. "Blake Madison, Specialist. He's a language specialist in the 994th Psychological Operations Company. His last deployment was to Iraq a little over a year ago. I think he was in Fallujah?" He nodded, mentally taking note of her every word. "And why are you looking for him?"