Sza Travis Scott Novels & Stories

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.

Travis told Zach, not bothering to glimpse in my direction. “That is why you came all the way out here?” “That and I figured you needed some help.” Travis shrugged. Not sure what was going on, I looked between Zach and this mysterious man named Travis. Now that I was standing a couple of feet away from him, I realized that the scent of vampire that I smelled, wasn’t the same. It smelled of death, but not in the same way that vampires smelled of death.

Cops dressed in black and white outfits stood in the midst of the scene patrolling with shotguns and rifles in their hands while more cops dressed in overall black outfits walked out of the motel chattering. ZOOM! A red highlander zoomed in and halted rapidly before the scene, the chattering cops were attracted by the car and they walked towards it. Form the car he emerged. He was more like a remarkably built man, too muscular to be the sheriff. He was Scott Evans, a very bald man with narrow eyes and pointy nose, he also had a canine tattoo on his left shoulder that peeked through his white short sleeve t-shirt, he wore a brown trouser and white trainers. He was more like the Dwayne Johnson

"I love you more baby, always." *** Connor *** "What the fuck?" Zak and his bullshit! "Right let's head over to the Commander's place." The others grinned and shook their heads as we moved away from the noise. Why the fuck does it always sound like he's killing the poor girl? Thank fuck I usually gag Dani's ass or stuff my tongue down her throat so these nosy fucks don't catch a show.

He asked, "Do you know Mr. Scott?" Zoey took a sip of wine and replied, "I don't know him." Tim was relieved. He said, "I know you're not one to mince words, and you don't like social gatherings. I should warn you that Mr. Scott is not someone to be trifled with. He's powerful. We should avoid him. If we can't, a polite hello is enough." Tim had reason to be worried. Zoey was beautiful and popular. She had been harassed in Novarvia before, even if she said she was married.

His gaze is soft, and his eyes are kind as they roam my face while his thumbs brush away the tears from my cheeks. “Harley, baby girl, what’s the matter?” His tone is smooth like butter and soft like cotton, washing a sense of comfort over me as he speaks. “It’s nothing, Trigger. Don’t worry about it.” I assure him, desperately hoping he buys into the whole facade I’m trying to convey. "I'm Scotty. Trigger is what the streets call me, but you can call me Scotty, baby girl." It's Scotty, huh? I can see that.”

I inquired, “We could only gather information about him, boss,” “Spit it,” “Scott Feelz, the CEO of Scandals Arts, holds a low profile in the society, one wouldn't guess him as the CEO of such an enterprise,” “Scott? A CEO?? Wow! I guess he improved with his life,” Shawn lets out with wide eyes, amazement clearly shown on his face. I'm also surprised with Diego's findings, Scott was indeed doing good for himself, which had me thinking how she was faring. Maybe she was doing great too?

I was Gavin Whitestone’s treasure for ten years. Then he abandoned me for another woman three times, and I finally saw the truth. I didn't love him anymore. I have three scars. Each one is named Gavin Whitestone. The first is just below my ribs, from a shootout two years ago. Sofia Bianchi ran out of a corner and took a bullet for Gavin. It hit her arm. Gavin sent every doctor in the city to her side, while I was left in a dark corner, pressing my hand to my stomach to keep myself from bleeding out from a piece of shrapnel.

“Yes and no” “What do you mean by that? Get straight to the point.” I say, already starting to lose my patience. “Chill, man. I think I know who the traitor is” “Who is the motherfucker?” I ask, my temper rising. Carson pauses for a moment, and says, “Kim”. “Kim” I can’t believe what I am hearing. “Yes, Kim” he reiterates. “I am coming right now” I state quickly. “Won’t you take Nala to school?” Carson asks.

Alpha Zeke shrugged unbothered but let a smirk form on his face, “He rarely shows interest in women, but I can see what intrigued him about you.” “He rarely shows interest?” I couldn’t hide the smug satisfaction that lingered in my words. The thought of Alpha Asher ignoring other females was oddly satisfying. If Alpha Asher expected me to belong to only him, I wanted the same in return. Other men hadn’t piqued my interest as well. ‘Other than that Vampire.’ Maya murmured grumpily. She was right after all. Tristan had grabbed my interest. His ethereal beauty nearly matched Alpha Asher’s. With his hair light as the sun, he had my attention the moment we met. The mark on my shoulder tingled at