Travis Manawa Novels & Stories

Gunner snorted. “Alpha” a strong and deep voice rumbled over to us. The sound sent a flutter of butterflies to my neither region. Weird, not my normal reaction to a stranger's voice. A tall bulking man stepped forward followed by a rather large group of men. They must be the Howlers. The man in front was bigger than Gunner, but by no means as big as Tobias. Curly light brown hair sat on top of his head and tattoos covered his arms. His aura of power was a little off putting and made my stomach pang and turn in on itself. He stood waiting for Travis to leave before he came closer. “I’ll be around, we’ll catch up more later” Travis winked at Gunner.

"But the Viper is not for sale, Alpha. I’m afraid to say you’ll be going back to your pack empty-handed. There are plenty of women out there. You’re an Alpha. Just go pick a new Luna and forget this one." The air in the forest seemed to freeze. Travis’s self-control snapped like a dry twig. In a blur of motion, Travis lunged forward. His hand clamped around the man’s neck, lifting him off the ground and slamming him back against a tree. The man’s men didn't hesitate. They roared and attacked Travis’s warriors. "You think she’s replaceable?" Travis hissed into the man’s face, his grip tightening until the man’s face turned purple.

One of its windows on the back has retired — it was clothed by a transparent cello tape, beautifully as if honouring its existence and its handsome service. Inside of the minivan came out a middle-aged man whose eyes were lazily blinking continuously, behind big, round and black spectacles. The man had shoulder-length brown hair that furiously swam in the air as he limpidly marched towards the gigantic house. Besides the hair and the dark colour of the man's clothes, that was all Travis could inspect of the man. Travis's eyes closed for a very short time whilst he withdrew air from his system. He quietly stood there, next to the window for another five minutes and transported as much air int

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.

placing them on my table I could make out several pictures of a man , seemingly unaware . "this is Tristan Agress, the CEO of one of the largest tech companies in the country." the man said simultaneously picking up a photo and waving it in my face. " now Tristan here has something big planned for next year , he has a revolutionary idea of some shit.... he stopped to lick his lips again. which made my hairs stand at the back of my neck. "Now your job is simple Carter , you're gonna work your magic and get us the blue prints to this big idea " his hands stretched forward to meet mine.

I mirrored back the smile. However, when we entered and I saw the man sitting at the head of the long table, my anxiety rushed back. Caius Tenebris stood up when we stepped in. His tall and broad stature was almost similar to Isaac’s. “Long time, Marcus?” He smiled at the beta who gave a terse nod and then bowed. “Good to see you, Alpha Caius.” He walked towards us. Unlike Marcus who was wearing a grey suit, he wore a beige button-up and black slacks. His black hair was back-brushed neatly. I tried not to gape at this handsomeness and despite being mated, I couldn’t help but appreciate his aura.

He took a long sip of his drink, his throat moving as he swallowed. "We manage," David said. "We find ways to remove the things that don't belong." The waiter came by and took our orders. Maya did most of the talking, telling stories about her classes and her friends. She was so happy, so oblivious to the war happening right in front of her. She laughed at something I said, leaning her head on my shoulder. I looked at David while she was leaning on me. I wanted him to see it. I wanted him to feel the weight of what we had done. He looked away, staring out at the East River, his hand trembling just enough to make the ice clink in his glass.

Glimpses of the side characters of His mania ----------------- Hey everyone, hope you remember Trevor our dear third in command of our dominant hero AIDEN, so let's see what he thinks about the situation. TREVOR POV… I am Trevor, with no surname, I don't even know who is my sperm donner and my infant body carrier. I was a dirt for them, who left me on the street. But today I am not a nobody I am Trevor, who has everything a man could ever desire, women who throw themselves on me, money, cars, everything, still I feel incomplete.

Chris smiled and said, “Don’t worry. With me here, he doesn’t have any other option but to scram.” “Hehehehehe… And here I was wondering who it was. So it’s just Iris’s lover. You’re really amazing, Iris. I’ve only dumped you for two days, but you’ve found another wild man. You’re even more amazing than a public bus.” Relying on the fact that he had a lot of bodyguards, Travis recollected himself after that brief shock. “Brat, I’m the young master of Century Herb Pharmaceuticals, Travis Jensen. If you have some sense in you, beat it. Otherwise, I’ll show you trouble.”