Travis Watanabe Novels & Stories

When Fabian's thoughts start to get jumbled, he lets out a roar. Chase's faint protestation of "what he says is true, Fabian," was met with silence. His ability to heal is mending his wounds, gradually. The fact that he could move his left leg caught my eye. After staring at me for a while, it continued: "There should be four gods ruling Tribus: Strike, Ultra, Blue Dane, and S—." Stop wasting my time, Chase. A woman's voice suddenly cut in, distracting Chase. The jangling of weapons follows as an assault is readied. Isabel is the one who acts as though the secret is a matter of life and death and must be kept hidden.

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 .

I assured him. “Again, can’t wait.” He sarcastically said, but I could’ve sworn there was a glint of relief in his eyes. “Enough of this gushy talk, tell me, how do you feel?” “Normal.” “Ok, good start. Come smell me.” Max asked, sticking his neck up for me. I took a whiff, sandalwood, but this time I sneezed at the smell. “Perfect. You're cured for the time being. Now let me go find a way to get rid of these urges for the beast, but not the beast’s sister.” Max began walking out mumbling something along the lines of, “can’t live with um, especially when they don’t let you kill the one thing that could ruin our clan.”

Moreover, apart from Ethan Hunt and Travis Hunt, the other person was the legendary Chief Instructor of the great Country H. It was just that Travis never bothered to pay attention to the outside world. He actually led the team over today and kept claiming Harvey as his Big Brother… Meanwhile, Teagan’s face was turning horrible by the second. Even the commander of the military of Mordu might have to show him some respect. However, this number one God of War of Mordu certainly did not show him a sliver of respect at all. Although Teagan was shocked by Travis’ words, how could he, who was arrogant, act cowardly with everyone watching?

And there he was, standing behind her, arms wrapped around her waist, chin resting on her shoulder. Travis. He was a transfer student. He played guitar. He had tattoos that looked like he did them himself with a sewing needle. He was everything I wasn't. "Authentic," she had called him. "Raw." The caption read: Finally found someone who sees the real me. ❤️ #NewBeginnings #RealLove

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."

"Who are you?" The question only left Ejima turning to the right and satisfaction welled in her stomach when she saw the owner of the voice hiding behind a huge tree. He still wore his hair in a braid and had tied them back to form a ponytail cascade. Even from the distance, Ejima could see the rich brown eyes and the gigantic features. He wasn't wearing those silly cowries, thank the gods, but his looks were...well. Ejima shrugged. "You look beautiful." That was an awkward thing to say and Ejima regretted saying them as the man walked out of his hiding place. Contempt and disdain marked his poise and expression.

the diver said looking at the guy through the rare view mirror who was wearing the black glasses along with the clean beard face. "Watanabe Takeshi finally you have been found" the guy smirks

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.”

Kane slid into the driver's seat, gripping the wheel tighter than necessary. The redhead was making him talk. More than he had in an entire week. He wasn't sure how she did it. He wasn't a talkative person—Sebastian and the guys at the ring never shut up about it. You're a broody motherfucker, Kane. Loosen up a little. But he didn't like talking. He didn't like smiling either. Yet, here he was.