Travelers Season 3 Novels & Stories

As the trio embarked on a journey toward the rumored sanctuary, their conversations echoed with tales of survival, loss, and a shared desire for a brighter tomorrow. As the trio traveled, the landscape became more treacherous. Emily glanced at Alex, concern etched on her face. "This journey isn't getting any easier, Alex. Are we sure about this settlement?" Alex nodded, determination in his eyes. "It's our best shot. We can't keep wandering aimlessly. Besides, we're stronger together." The woman chimed in, "He's right. Unity is our strength. And rumor has it, this settlement has people working on solutions. We might find a way to turn the tide."

Chapter 75: Puzzle Pieces and Red Flags Travis wasn’t around either. He was still in the US with his brother Rush, supposedly handling business matters. But I couldn’t shake the feeling that it wasn’t just business. Rush’s trip and Desire’s recent move to the US to give birth felt like puzzle pieces fitting into a secret picture — something hidden just beneath the surface, something I wasn’t meant to know yet.

I even ignored the wedding date and applied for the expedition team to Salakole. But I didn't expect that Vivian would apply too. It was only during the third week in Salakole that I realized I was pregnant. In order not to cause everyone trouble, I hid the news. I planned to deal with it when I went back. However, I could never go back. Because of Vivian's mistake, all of us were stranded in Salakole. The rest of the expedition team went out, hoping to look for assistance nearby. They left the two girls, Vivian and I, on the ship.

"Jovana, you vicious woman! I can't believe you abused our daughter with someone else just to gain my sympathy!" Stella tugged at Andrew's sleeve, trying to explain that I was already dead. But he refused to believe her. His expression turned icy as he said, "Stella, what's wrong with you? It's been three years, yet you still haven't kicked that compulsive lying habit. "Tell me, what on earth is your mom playing at? Where is she hiding?" Andrew looked so confident, as if he were certain I was hiding in some corner. "Jovana, come out already!" he called out. "Quit your act. I've had enough.

Natalie said. "Natalie," Vivian said. "Yes," Natalie said. "This is the moment," Vivian said. "That we have been building toward since the green dress. This is it." "I know," Natalie said. "What color?" Vivian said. Natalie looked out the window at the November city. At the city she had been living in for three years. The city she had built something real inside of. The city that had received her when she arrived with one suitcase and a provisional bar badge and no idea what the next week looked like, let alone the next three years.

He wrapped me in a warm, strong hug, and in that unfamiliar place, I felt like I had found the most dependable shoulder to lean on. "Selena!" Hearing that voice, I thought I was in a dream. Henry, who had never left Itania, was suddenly standing in front of me, looking worn from his journey. His eyes settled on Liam, hard and unfeeling. My heart skipped a beat, and I instinctively stepped in front of Liam, shielding him from Henry's stare. Henry's face crumbled with disbelief, his voice laced with incredulity. "Selena, are you avoiding me? Is it because of him?"

We shared a serious look for a while until she smiled. "Aww, Zha, you're growing. Look how in love you are!" she teased, making me smile. Few more walks and we entered the area of Münsterhof. Caroline and I shared the same look, a sign that it is time to do our jobs. I set aside all the things that are bothering me for a while before we faced Francis, Janice, and Dion with a wide smile on our faces. The three of them stop in their tracks as they look at us, Caroline cleared her throat because she will be the one who will start this trip. Just like me, she set aside her personal issues with Janice as an act of professionalism.

, I agree. We make it through the rest of the weekend peacefully, each of us spending the night in our own rooms. For Spencer, that happens to be several doors away from Amory much to his own dismay. On Monday Amory suggests we just all leave our shit here since next weekend is the last one that we’ll be doing this back-and-forth travel before moving in permanently. So Courtney, Amory, and I load all of our dirty clothes into the washing machine for the housekeeper to take care of before we gather up the electronics. Max’s stuff is loaded into the trunk of the Subaru, and we then all drive back to Brooklyn! I spend the week gathering everyone up to help me with the opening of this coming kar

The problem wasn’t over yet, but at least he’s gone for now. I turned slowly to face him again. His gray eyes, sharp and cold, were fixed on me. For a split second, I felt exposed, like he could see straight through me and through my thoughts. “I… thank you,” I said quickly, bowing and forcing a smile. “And… I’m sorry for the trouble.” “That’s the third time,” he murmured, almost under his breath, before turning and walking away. I stood frozen in time for a moment, watching his facade fade down the hallway. The words echoed in my mind. The third time? My pulse skipped. Does he actually remember me? My chest tightened as I realized what just happened. Or am I just possibly overthinking thing

Beside it sat a photo album. I opened it. Nina and Shane. Smiling. Close in every shot. Little notes scribbled on the backs like they meant something. I flipped another page. Two plane tickets slid out—Switzerland. A sticker was stuck on them: [The seventh stop for Shane and me as we travel the world. Can't wait.] So her "trip with a best friend" was a lie. The real trip... was always him. I'd asked her to travel with me more times than I could count. She always had an excuse.