Sal X Travis Novels & Stories

“Oh this pack is in for it.” “If she’s a Guardian.” “Do you think she really is?” “The ghosts know who you are?” Tessa asks, walking up and looking around. “They’re not ghosts,” Meadow says, smirking at me. “My name is Meadow Cross. My sister Maeve is married to Xander Holstin. Do you know who I am.” Another round of gasps. “She’s the witchy witch.” “My cousin has some witchy lights.” “Do you think she’d make us some?”

Oh, wow. Turns out his Red Raven crest isn’t the only tattoo he has. Gabriel’s covered in ink. He’s always wearing stuffy, long-sleeve dress shirts, so I’ve never noticed them before. His chiseled chest sports an intricate geometric design. His washboard abs sport a fierce tiger mid-growl, its claws hooking over his hips. He drops his pants. My mouth goes dry because damn! Gabriel Lacroix is fucking massive. Massive and thick and delicious. I can’t look away. He really is a sight to behold.

"Max, Luka this is Blair. Blair, this is my friend Maxim, and Luka, they're in...private security and they had agreed to help me out with your case. So, you will need to give them your full name and complete story if we want this to work." She nodded and sit next to Ian, then Luka straightens his glasses and starts to unpack his backpack. Max started talking to Ian, while Blair was nervous about the whole situation. "... my name is Olivia Blair Wright, I killed, shot my husband Benjamin Turner..." She started her words, she looked pale Ian had thought. He took her hand and feel the cold palm matching her nervous expression. "Blair, you're among friends. Relax, okay?" Ian said rubbing her knu

Aria: The sound of chains followed me into the hall. The guards didn’t bother to be gentle, they never did. I didn’t expect them to be anyway. The throne room smelled like blood and smoke, thick with the dominance of one man. The man that I found myself dreading most. Alpha Dominic Salvatore. The one and only feared Alpha. The monster they whispered about. The Alpha who burned an entire rogue camp for trespassing. The one my father thought would spare our family if he handed me over like some prize mare.

The big black wolf is Xander, alpha Blake's wolf, and the big brown one, is Asher, Tyler's wolf. "What is the meaning of this? Hope... You? How dare you attack our friend's pack? How could you?" Xander's voice thunders, making Hope shutter. She's a strong girl, but she is nowhere near as powerful as him and Asher. "And you... My brother! Why are you helping her? How can you do this to them?... To us!" Asher says as he walks to Shay, making Shay snarl at him. Asher growls loudly, making Shay jump, taking a step back. "You... You don't understand... She's my..."

He won't want to mention names to avoid being kicked out of the table. Instead, he stretched his arms out to the vain man in front of him, still searching for what his sister saw in him anyway, and with a satisfied smirk watch the awe in his eyes at the gesture. "I'm the Xavier Salvador. Nice to meet you," Brian met his shake enthusiastically while Melissa watched the exchange with a sardonic smile.

Sarah stood still having a lot of confidence in herself, Travis punched her on the stomach making her fly backwards breaking her back bone on one of the trees. " You think you can beat me. i have killed many creatures not to talk of a Dhampir" Travis said while Sarah rose from the floor. "Looks like you know nothing about my kind" Sarah said cracking her bones. "that because you are a disgrace"Travis said and Sarah grinned. "just die"Travis said pushing forward again holding her on her neck breaking it slowly. Sarah smiled leaving Travis in awe when he dropped her on the floor. She stood uo without saying a word fixing her neck again.

Sammi grabbed my hand, spinning me until I tripped over the rug, both of us laughing too hard to care. Jay watched, shaking his head, but the smile on his face betrayed him. “You two are ridiculous.” In the mirror above the sink, Travis appeared—leaning on the frame, cigarette dangling, playing air guitar like a washed-up rockstar. “Graduated from making truckers cry at open mic,” he smirked, “to headlining in your living room. Not bad for a ghost.” I bit down on my grin, furious at myself for wanting to laugh. I turned away before he saw.

His hands were held by four people, as if he were an animal. He was making a fuse there but as soon as his gaze met mine, he came to a halt. That cold stare shudders me to the core. “So, you’re his swan without wings?” he said, his deep voice trembled me. It was rougher than before. It was the third time I met him and I knew it was called destiny. ------- Hello my dear reader hope you're liking my story please do give gem to the book and comment. You can follow me for updates. I*-author_isaiah98

Travis voice boom. "You I can't even look at you, you disgust me she's my age ,my best friend Jesus did you think of mom ?me when you fucking my best friend!!!!" Kaylee baby look " he steps in front of Kaylee she moves back " It's either you tell mom or I am telling her as soon as she get back " she points at Travis.her face red and stained with tears shock and horror of what she just walked in too.