Travis Manawa Novels & Stories

"I gave him the tip because I wanted him to owe me one—leverage for our pack. I'm not about to waste my heart on a man who's clearly already spoken for." One hour later. Silverlight Territory. Isaiah rushed home and saw the bruise on Trista's face. He slapped himself across the face in frustration. "This is on me. I should have been faster." "I'm fine," Trista said, trying to get her breathing under control. "He just caught me off guard." Ulva knocked and stepped in. "Trista. Mr. Manwaring is here." Elias walked in and went straight to the bed. He leaned over, staring at her swollen cheek, his gaze terrifyingly still.

As Trevor stepped into the pub, with everything he had learnt today and what had happened, he believed having a few drinks would calm him down. He was aware he would only forget what was happening to him until he became sober again. The pain would hit him ten times more than the previous one. Still, he didn't mind. He just wanted to forget he had lost the most precious thing to him. "Hey, buddy!" Trevor's eyes flitted to a muscular man with a buzz cut as he nudged him. "Got a lighter on you?" He pointed to the cigar that was settled between his lips. Trevor noticed as he spoke that a few teeth were missing from his upper and lower jaw. He didn't look like he had gotten into an accident.

And yet. He wasn't answering her questions. She didn't know what horrible things had happened to the missing women, or what this guy actually did. "I just let you into their house, and I have no clue who you really are. Grayson seemed to know who Aegis is, but-you could be lying." Boy, was she dumb. He'd given her a card and what had she done? Gone for coffee. "I told you, my name is Travis." "Travis what?" "Travis Ration. I work for Aegis Group."

Travis ordered the man again. Jomar followed the man’s order again. He didn’t ask any more questions. He also washed the plate before transferring the food he had brought for him. Even the water brought by the nurse was changed by him. Travis liked the man’s work. He knows what to do without being told to. When Jomar went out with Cyrus, Travis started eating. He needs to get strong and go to the office. His assistant also called and he had an appointment he had to attend. In Shaina’s office, she read the rules and regulations that Travis’s company sent to her e-mail.

People mill around, young painters in ripped jeans, older ones in linen jackets, collectors with quiet voices and roving eyes. A man stops beside me in front of a large canvas. He’s maybe sixty with graying hair pulled into a loose ponytail. “Beautiful chaos,” he says, nodding at the painting. I smile. “It’s alive.” He turns to me. “You’re Dana Travis.” “You know my work?” I ask, surprised. “I know the rumor that the woman who just handed a timber empire to her brother is secretly one of the most interesting painters in the country right now.” He extends a thin hand. “Malcolm Reyes.”

She had suffered a greater loss because of me. During the drive, I was filled in on Travis and the Luna from the pacific pack (Kira’s stepmother) who had also been held captive with me. Instead of going home to his pack, Travis was actually taken to Golden Circle by his cousin Chris, who was one of the top Warriors there and was part of the track and rescue crews.

Trinity pouted, placing her hands on her hips. "I had some business to take care of." Travis responded quickly, shooting me a look. Lifting my brows, I urged Travis to explain exactly who this woman was and why she was so friendly with him. Especially in front of his mate. Blanching Travis' face fell into a look of worry at my expression. "What kind of business?" Trinity asked slowly as her eyes finally found me. "And who is this?" "Marissa," I responded before Travis could. "I'm his mate."

JK Group is my most reliable company which is under my control and management, despite the fact to that I've many companies which I've left almost a unattended to for a long time now, once I visit such companies, surely every one would be freaking triggered, I only visit there once in two weeks, ever since I went for a business trip in Japan I haven't visited such Groups like BB, J&J, BM... and many more, I'm surely gonna creat time for that, I hardly handle them not now that my dad had promised me Dill's corporation that's a large one. ****** "Chairman Miss Mariel is waiting in your office, I'm sorry I tried my best to stop her" my secretary said .

Travis burst into maniacal laughter. Given Helena's status, it was naturally impossible for her to have relations with him. Travis had just unleashed those two divine thunderbolts and hit Wren directly, yet his opponent had only retreated a few dozen feet without showing any signs of injury. This shocked him immensely. Although he was currently only a stage-five major martial god, the Dark Deity Technique plus the Light Deity Technique, combined with the Dark Divine Connection Major Technique, had power comparable to a stage-seven major martial god. While Wren being stage six was within Travis's expectations, his dual lightning strike had used nearly 70% of his power. If his opponent could h

It is a night of intense, honest connection, a shared meal, and an intimate walk on the sacred shoreline with the future king I have desired for years. Noah Tiedemann could never provide this kind of depth. Noah never even tried; he only craved the glitter of my status as a high-ranking Moonsong Bard, seeking the satisfaction of a conquest. But Magnus Andersen, despite his deep scars and defensive walls, is entirely different. He doesn't treat me like a trophy to be paraded before the Assembly of the Great Packs. He shows genuine respect for my spirit. Even when his alpha aura frightens me, even when his beast pushes me away, there is an intense current of protection beneath his actions.