Travis Viola Novels & Stories

I LOVE YOU ARE YOU WILLING TO TAKE ME... MELANIE'S POV~~ I stepped out, do I really need to go see Mrs Dills with my sweaty face, no right, I walked to the rest room, washed my face, dried it with a face napkin, and applied a light makeup. "I knew you were some kind of cheap country side slut" hmph I heard someone from behind say, it's Mariel Bryan's lover. " What do you mean?" I asked her a bit confused.

With one slid, I Okay the phone without looking at the caller. "Hello, Gisella Molinero. Do you wish to take back your video?" Viola's voice sprang out from my phone speaker. Rapidly, I felt awake. "Viola Moretti, What do you want from me? I've gotten married to Signore Nicolo. What do you still want me to do?" I frown, raising my voice at her. "Don't worry, and I have told you the day I called you that I will keep my promise and also will get rid of the Shitty video. I'll send you the original video since it has no meaning to me now." She giggles.

As if she already knew it—every word of it—and just hadn’t wanted to hear it out loud. Part of me even wondered if that was why she came. To stop lying to herself. To see what I’d say. I turned away. “Thanks,” she said behind me. Just one word. I didn’t stop walking. The revolving door spun open, and there was Tristan, leaning against the car. “You good?” he asked quietly. I nodded. “Viola came. She’s pregnant.” He didn’t flinch. Didn’t even blink. “Evan’s?” “Unfortunately.”

Coming out with the fact he was dating an employee in the midst of his partner’s sex scandal was the last thing his company’s image needed. She turned on the TV, just looking for something to keep her mind busy. She didn’t want to think about what he was going to say. She didn’t want to think about what the papers were going to write about her because right now, she was happy. Thinking about that would only make her unhappy. Unfortunately, the universe wanted her to be unhappy, as the very first thing on the TV was a live feed of AJ making his statement.

Well, I'm Lesley, the only friend Violin has. I love this, and I love that only I am her best friend. Violen is a woman who looks quiet on the outside, but on the inside, she has a complex trauma for her to bend. I know him since we were in junior high school—quite a dramatic meeting, in my opinion.

David protested. "Not to me. You've all passed the test excellently. Well, George passed excellently, about average. As I was saying, we have a mission at hand. Gabriela and I collaborate, in a way. She's the boss, as you know, and she needed a team to stay. Her trusted ones are accompanying her on a mission, and you guys came to my mind." "Can we be done with this, please?" muttered Daniela. "Oh, Rivera, please."

We made our way further towards the trap when we heard a voice, it was a female voice and mind you it was the most beautiful voice I've heard, even in her scared state....she started blabbing about how she doesn't taste sweet or how the gods won't accept her flesh, the most funny one was her sayings no one will buy her organs as they won't work without her, she thought we were carnivores, she must have really been scared, my parents and sister fell into a fit of laughter but I just managed a smile, the soul must have been scared and I was the one

he ended up going to his room and asking me to close Livie's door so as not to continue listening to her scandal. "You don't understand, do you?” Livie exclaimed at then with a look of full of pain, "this will leave a scar for life, Marky!" “God, Olivia!” I countered in exasperation “I left my workday because I thought something terrible had happened to you, a catastrophe, a tragedy, something! But what do I find?” I questioned more for myself than for her “I find my ridiculous friend drowned between records of a music band that surely separated because the record company could no longer afford the hair gel of the group’s leader.”

There was no way on earth that he would stop now that he was close to finding out the truth. Viola’s travel records. Her sudden, undocumented trips out of the city. Private shuttle transfers. Viola had access to specific airfields reserved only for Alphas, things that no Luna should have access to. Every single one of Viola’s supposed business trips aligned too closely with Merikh’s last known locations. There were details of old hideouts that had been abandoned and encrypted pings from the rebellion network that hadn’t been active in months that all seemed active around the same time Viola seemed to be out of town. His findings weren’t conclusive enough to make a decision, but they were clo

“Oh, I wouldn’t dare,”Sophia said. “At first, I thought you would help us, for the sake of our friendship.” Travis continued working. He signed with his name and then set aside the pen and the document. “I made it clear before. The help I offer is that I will not explain or handle the photos that were taken of us. And I just wanted to bring a date to the opening ceremony with me.” “I only promised not to handle the photos, but I never promised to keep playing along with your act. Besides, even if I told you I brought a date just before the party, you wouldn’t believe me either, right, Mrs. Lambert?”