Travelers Fanfiction Novels & Stories

And I have promised I would free them. However, there is one traveller who has escaped me multiple times. “I’m sending you out on a mission,” I inform her. Her expression startles, her eyes widening. Plenty of warriors who are trained for missions like this spend years doing so. Melia is still young. “I need you to find me a Traveller who has avoided me thus far. You’re my last resort before I hunt her down myself.” “I have some questions,” she says pointedly, tapping the tip of her chin. “First of all, why me?”

Before graduation, my boyfriend, Ethan Johnson and I planned a cross-country road trip. My roommate, Juliet Miller, kindly offered to organize our itinerary. On departure day, her luggage sat in the front seat. Her phone was connected to the car console. The only bed bore a tag ‘Juliet’s Spot.’ Ethan patted my head with a casual smile. “Juliet gets carsick in the back. Be good and sleep on the roof tent.” Driving through the desert that night, they left me at a gas station to guard our gear while they shot stargazing videos. I waited until dawn. Then Juliet posted a photo in our group chat. She wore my jacket in the passenger seat. Ethan’s arm rested behind her chair. My parents

Seeing a man with a naked weapon, everyone froze, began to exchange glances. One of them stepped forward - a tall, no longer young man with a silvered gray beard. - Who are you? - he asked. Vic heard Kim come over and stand next to him. “Just travelers,” the boy said. Let's go to Miros. And you? - And we. Wayfarers. We are trying to save ourselves, - his gaze glided over the whistle, his appearance was too unusual for Tinasa.

But I don’t really notice the passage of time, because we talk amongst ourselves as we travel, continuing the conversation from last night about our pasts and life as we know it. I open up more today, and at some point, I realize I’m thoroughly enjoying myself. It’s an odd feeling, since this isn’t the first time I’ve worked or traveled with these three shifters. There’s something different about this time, though. Last time, we had an uneasy alliance with a clear end to it—an end that wound up being a lot more painful than I thought it would. This time, though…

The sorcerer read some kind of spell, outlined a halt with a knife, and the travelers calmly lay down. With surprise, Lesana caught herself on the fact that the fear absorbed with mother's milk to find herself outside the house at night had dulled. It was foolish, having three Autumn Ones as companions, to still be afraid of walking in the night. In addition, during the day they got so tired that they fell asleep without any dreams, and even if someone approached the place of their overnight stay under the cover of darkness, the exhausted travelers did not hear it.

I felt a bit better now Aiden had started being playful again. “What do you think the visitors from the other packs will be like?” I ask them. I wasn’t very keen on Tristan, so I hoped the others would be better than him. But on the other hand, I didn’t want more God-like beings like the Chase brothers, as frankly, I can’t cope with more of them. “I don’t know, hopefully not knobs,” Axel says randomly. I can’t help but laugh at him as he doesn’t seem to care what he says.

I just love how everyone might seem to be minding their own business yet the way they are doing it , shows how free and alive they are, that's what I want, to feel this sense of no care for the world but enjoy every moment like it's my last. It's so amazing how I've always wanted this, to travel and to have a sense of control over my life yet do something crazy at the same time. It's so surreal how a moment like this can be so precious yet so scary at the same time, truly nothing is impossible when you put your mind to it, especially your heart. "We're almost there." Travis, Fiona's brother says. Oh forgot to mention, Fiona had her brother help us out. I nod before looking out the window.

feels like. I looked back at where Carolyn and Alistair stood; I smiled through my tears over my shoulder and said, "Thank you." Alistair said nothing and just nodded looking away, and Carolyn holding her stomach and smiling. "Alright it's time to go back inside," Alistair ordered. I went back without a fight, because now I know that there really is a big world out there, and maybe, just maybe I'll travel it one day. I walked back down to my room with a wide grin on my face as they once again shut me in the darkness. I went back to lay down on my vacant bed, and fell back to sleep from the fresh air and beauty on my mind. When Colby gets back I'm going to tell him everything I have seen tod

There were flecks of gold, of mica, of ground-down bone. "What is the message, then?" Aris asked, his voice barely a whisper. "If you’ve walked from the East to tell me the world is ending, you’ve wasted your shoes. We’ve known that for years." The Traveler knelt, his finger tracing a line through the dust on the floor. He didn't write words. He drew a geometric pattern—a circle intersected by three perfect lines, the blueprint of the New Geneva spire.

"Horoscope. It says I should avoid hostile islands and overachieving women with unresolved trauma." Bella smirked. "That's oddly specific." "You're oddly specific." They both chuckled - a rare moment of light in a very dark sky. --- When the plane touched down, a jeep waited for them, engine rumbling like a bored beast. The driver, a freckled young woman with a thick Scottish accent, offered them protein bars and suspiciously strong coffee. "I'm Carys. You must be the famous fugitives with matching trauma bonds." Bella blinked. "Is that how people describe us now?"