Travelers Fanfiction Novels & Stories

When we get there, it’s nothing fancy but it’s clean and ours and no one looks at us twice when we arrive. We’re just two girls traveling together on what looks like a Spring break vacation. Nothing out of the ordinary and nothing that would send anyone looking into us or why we’re here in the first place. One the door closes behind us with a quiet click, we both slide down against it, exhausted from our travels. But we made it. Gianna leans her head on my shoulder. “I can’t believe we’re actually here.” “Yeah,” I whisper. “We really did.” I don’t sleep well that night. Every time I close my eyes, I see Dominic in my dreams. He’s not angry at me for leaving.

he secures his satchel securely across his shoulders as he takes one of my babies from his mother, shifting his appearance just enough to match the expressions and attire of the rest of the royal caregivers. As we begin our slow descent to the surface, I am again astounded by the beauty of the universe. Just one short year ago, I believed that Luxandra was the center of everything--My world was so small when I was simply Milicent Walker. Her mind was too provincial to comprehend how insignificant we are when faced with the eternal sky of the heavens. Once the gate is open fully, travel will be nearly instantaneous between the two realms. But for this first time, we must travel as the first o

Then I laughed, and Ellie and Anna joined in. “That didn’t stop you from emptying the bottle, I see,” Damian said, lifting the schnaps bottle. Fabian walked over to Anna and helped her to her feet. She fell into his arms, grinning. “We talked about traveling Down Under.” Fabian frowned and he glanced at Tristan then Damian who shrugged. “Maybe next year.” Ellie and I burst out laughing. "I hope you head Down Under more than once a year,” Ellie teased. Realization crossed Fabian’s face and he cocked an eyebrow. “Come on, Anna. I’m in the mood for some traveling.”

“No. Paris. We’re going to the storm riders pack. Liam is here already. That’s the end of our vacation. It’s so unfortunate we weren’t able to do what we came here to do,” At that moment, I wanted to tell her about my encounter with the young version of Zara last night. I wanted to spill all of it. But my tongue tied itself. Triss noticed the struggle. “What is wrong?” “It’s just…” I sighed, finding a substitute. “It’s sad. We’ve barely stayed more than a night and we’re already leaving,” Triss walked back to me and hugged me. “We’ll find a better option some other day. Okay?” She pecked my cheek and pulled away. “Now pack up before Liam comes barking orders,”

She didn't come through. Instead, I was thrown backward. The arm hanging from the ceiling disappeared as well. The girl's anxious voice came from the empty air again. "Are you okay? Did you get hurt? I'm sorry. I didn't know it would throw people back." "I'm fine. Looks like the time-space distortion can only transfer objects and voices for now." After hearing my reply, she sighed in relief. "It's getting late. Go get some sleep. We're friends now. My name's Hannah Scott. What about you?" She asked cheerfully.

“I do not belong with them.” The man moved closer. His steps made no sound on the grass. “What is your name?” he asked. “Ayla.” “Ayla…” he said, like he was tasting the word. “That is a soft name. It fits a small thing like you.” I looked down at my feet, feeling nervous. “Who are you?” “Just a traveler,” he said, taking another step closer. “I am looking for a place to rest.” “This is the Bloodfang Pack land. You are not from here.”

“No change to your approach?” Rowan glanced briefly at Lily and Mara. Then back to the man. “No.” The traveler nodded slowly. “Good.” “Why good?” Derek asked. “Because if you changed now,” the man said, “the story would control you.” Silence followed. Not uncomfortable. Just thoughtful. The traveler tucked his satchel closed again. “I’ll move on before sunset,” he said. “You’re welcome to warm by the fire first,” Mara offered. He smiled. “I was hoping you’d say that.”

As Liam traveled in the direction of the safe zone he and the others were talking about, the first safe zone they were going to encounter, he encountered the group of travelers. He couldn't help but feel a sense of relief wash over him. For days, he had journeyed alone, grappling with the mysteries of his newfound abilities and the uncertainty that loomed on the horizon. Now, faced with the company of fellow survivors, he felt a glimmer of hope flicker within him once more.

At least anything besides our dirty sex, our favorite kind. My world tour began in three months and Angela would be there with me. If things got too rough, she could return to Lydia and Damian for as long as she needed. We'd discussed the ins and outs of traveling with me and she agreed she would tell me if it became too much for her. Pulling back, I released her mouth and then looked around at my friends. The cheering began along with solid slaps to my back. Stephon and Matt even pulled me in for a large smack on my cheeks, the goofs.

"Dude, I already apologized and promised that we would play tomorrow for as long as you want, to make it up to you." "I know, but I didn't want to be bored tonight so I invited the two other friends I have in this universe." During the course of our working together to find our stolen inventions, I revealed to Chris, Alasdair and Caleb what my invention does, so now, they know that Travis is from a parallel universe. Chris was the most surprised because he had completely believed the lie I told him about Travis being a transfer student from Mexico. Alasdair couldn't believe that such an invention would work so well and was in complete awe while Caleb was just utterly fascinated.