Travis Watanabe Novels & Stories

I extended a hand to him, and shaking my hand, he smirked at me, watching as Natasha took a step back. “Alpha Nathan Kozlov. You really are a man of business. I can see that your place seems to bring in more people with each passing day” he said, looking at Natasha who bit her bottom lip as she smiled. I knew that it disgusted her to act this way, but she also knew her job and duty well, and it was one of the main reasons why she was the ONLY one qualified for this job and no one else.

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

Wendy's sarcastic cross-armed. "Ynaria, Wendy. Can you stop this?" Trist's disobedience causes both Ynaria and Wendy to be stopped-and it gets everyone's attention back. "Trist," Clement said, but Trist ignored it instead continuing to speak. "If I only knew this was going to happen. I hope I didn't agree," Trist said disappointed and shook slightly. "I'll admit, we've all been drinking, but don't get mad. I understand what you're going through in life and whatever we've experienced at the resort. Please, let's just forget the past, shall we?" Its suggestion. "This conversion is over, go home!" Trist's last word before he left the VIP room.

she extended her hand and covered the camera lens. "Do you want me to sue you?, you can't take my pictures" Vivian insisted. "Okay, I'm sorry for not introducing myself" he brought out a business card and handed it to Vivian "My name is Travis and I work with Elite modelling agency" Vivian parted her mouth in shock and closed it immediately. Elites modelling agency the biggest modelling agency in LA. Is this her dream Infront of her? she asked herself.

“She is going to Aryana’s to help with the twins, while Daniel is in New York on business.” “Can you manage without her?” Sabrina teased, trying to break the tension between them. “I’ll try,” he said sternly, then smiled as Olivia reached out for him. “Fortunately, she’s not a baby anymore, so I won’t have to worry about nappies or bottles.” “I’ll bet you were great with nappies,” Sabrina said, taking note of Creighton’s blue and white GV 2504, The Kansas Kandy, sitting near the hanger, and Captain Davies standing by the open door.

The loud cheery voice of my newfound friend was across the room causing me to smile. "Morning Viv," I say. Vivian looks so beautiful today. She is in a white off-shoulder top and a short skirt. Her hair is packed in a ponytail. "You look so beautiful today," I say smiling down at her outfit. "So do you," she says. The cloth she is wearing makes Carson’s mark so obvious. "Oh. Beautiful isn't it?" She asks. She catches me staring at her mark. I'll like to have one too. "Trust me Don is going to mark you too. He just wants you to be happy" Vivian says and I nodded.

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.

“ Oh, of course, I knew him. “ I tried to smile while they were approaching us. I could see how a smile formed on his lips, but I didn't care about it. He's really annoying as hell. “ Jasmine, this is Travis White. He's a businessman too. And also our closest friends. Travis, this is Jasmine White she's our wedding planner. She also had a real estate business aside from this. A very successful woman. “ Clarkson said, and Travis offered him like it's our first time to meet. He even showed me those shining teeth. “ Hi nice meeting you, I'm Travis white” he said casually. I showed him my fakest smile and accepted his hand.

Liana’s POV I’m warm. Comfortable. There is something soft beneath me. I smell woodsmoke and books. Male voices drift into my consciousness, but I keep my eyes shut, savoring the safety that cocoons me. “How did you get away from my brother, anyway?” Ethan’s voice is quiet, as if he doesn’t want to wake me. “I’ve been ingesting small doses of wolfsbane for years,” says Blake—nonchalant. “If a wolf takes a bite out of me, it ends worse for them.”

"You are acting sus, be natural," Kira whispered. Rachel flashed Kira a bright smile as they neared the giant facility. "Hey, Tate!" "Mrs Jensen." Tate acknowledges with a nod before gazing at Kira. "Hi, Tate." Kira grinned, "I'm the new intern, and she is my supervisor. She is showing me around." Tate grasped the ID in his hand, accessed it, and nodded. "Of course. Sorry for keeping you waiting." He stepped back from the door and let them in.