Travis Scott Bobblehead Novels & Stories

Our son's birthday celebration had just come to an end when my wife of seven years smiled and asked, "What do you think about one wife having two husbands?" "What?" I stared at her, certain I had misheard. Before I could make sense of the question, my half-brother walked in, holding a three-year-old boy’s hand. I was still trying to process what was happening when Nancy leaned back with casual ease. "I asked them to come." She reached down and took the little boy's hand, her smile impossibly gentle. "Let me introduce you. This is my son with Julian. "He was born the year you were stationed overseas to manage the Scott family's branch office." The words made my mind explode, leaving it completely blank. She calmly revealed the truth. She and Julian had been together for four years. "I know you've always blamed Julian for your father's death. “I suffered through hiding them for four years out of consideration for you." Her gaze never wavered. "I don’t want them living in the shadows anymore. I want them here by my side." I struggled to stay on my feet, my voice trembling as I forced out the words. "What are you saying?" Nancy raised a hand and gently brushed her fingertips beneath my reddened eyes. "I just want you to be a little more generous. Don't interfere when I spend every Tuesday, Thursday, and Saturday with them." After a brief pause, she added matter-of-factly, "Or you can divorce me, but our son will stay with me." She smiled as though she were discussing nothing more important than the weather. "I just don't care about you anymore. Even if our son stays with me, I can't promise I'll take good care of him." Ignoring the color draining from my face, she looked at me indifferently. "So… "Have you decided which option to choose?"

Lily Evan is a 23 years old ambitious girl who did her graduation in mass media and communication works in Scotland's top news agency. Young Mark Scott is from a Royal Devil family of Scotland. The identities of devils are hidden and now they live in this modern world to maintain balance along with the heavenly angels. Destiny plays a game and makes these two souls meet. Mark who never felt any kind of emotions in his life, started feeling them when he met Lily. But there are some dark secrets behind this man's identity which started revealing as Lily got closer to him. ~~~~~ "Lily, do you love me?" Mark asked which startled Lily. "I do," Lily accepted. "Why do you love me?" Mark asked from her. "I think love doesn't need reasons," Lily replied. "I don't love you," Mark asserted. "Will you still love me if I go away from your life or will you move on?" Mark asked. "What do you mean?" Lily queried Mark worriedly. "Just answer," Mark told Lily. "I don't think I will ever forget you especially your eyes," Lily answered. "I am not going anywhere," Mark stated and averted his gaze from Lily. "Are you saying the truth?" Lily questioned him. "Why do you think I am lying?" Mark asked. "Because I don't want you to go away. I found you after 6 years and if you will again go away then, I might feel sad," Lily truthfully replied. Mark's eyes grew big as this thing he never heard once from anyone. Everyone told him to fulfill his duties but no one said to him that they would feel bad if he would go away. Mark lifted his hand and cupped Lily's face and the next second she was shocked by Mark's move.

When the earthquake occurs, Kenneth Scott's childhood sweetheart, Gigi Lynch, and I are trapped under the debris at the same time. When I see the rescue equipment that Kenneth has tossed into the debris, I decide to give up on saving myself. So, I let Gigi have the opportunity to get rescued. In my previous lifetime, I successfully got rescued by Kenenth. But Gigi ended up getting crushed to death by the crumbling debris. Needless to say, she died a terrible death. After Gigi died, Kenneth hugged me and cried throughout the night. I thought he was crying tears of relief. That was, until he drugged me and had me delivered to the surgical table. When I woke up, I realized that my face had gone under the knife, making me look exactly like Gigi. I scratched at my face like a lunatic, only for Kenneth to grasp my wrists firmly. "Gigi traded her life to save yours! It's your duty to live this life for her from now on!" But later on, Kenneth was never satisfied with me. He kept criticizing me, saying that my gaze wasn't right, and my voice wasn't the same as Gigi's. All in all, I could never become her. After that, I got pregnant. Kenneth responded by bringing me miscarriage-inducing medication. I sank to my knees and begged Kenneth to spare the baby. In fact, I kept groveling to him till my forehead started bleeding. But Kenneth merely replied icily, "Impostors like you don't have the right to give birth to my child." Then, he gripped me by my chin and forced the bowl of boiling medicine down my throat. I felt as though my throat was being scalded. At the same time, blood kept oozing from my lower region. When my vision went blurry, Kenneth pushed me into a newly-dug pit. "Gigi is too lonely in the afterlife. Why don't you keep her company?" Mounds of dirt kept falling onto me. While I fought for air, I heard Kenneth's cruel laughter drifting from the surface. When I open my eyes again, I've returned to the moment I'm about to get rescued.