X Traveller Novels & Stories

His nose looks better, compared to its previous bandaged self. "Yes." Xavier stands up and pockets his phone. "Its rather very important." He said then walk towards me. "Come with me." With who... To were. He sprints pass me, and I had no other option than to trail behind him. He really behaves so bossy sometimes, no, every time. I follow Xavier as he walks out of the building and to his red Lamborghini, holding my self from asking any questions. "Get in." He orders before entering the driver sit of the car, and I quietly obeyed.

I don't think he's gonna accept staying back. " Fine!" I said " you can come along if that's what you want" I saw him brighten up a little as I open the driver's side door. I put my backpack inside the truck and went back inside to collect the rest of my things. Austin also gathered his supplies, outing it behind the truck. Austin and Clara sat beside me in the truck as we hit the highway that leads to Star City. Although I don't have anywhere in mind, but it's unusual for me to stay in a place for too long.

Xander's considerable investment in this massive project is truly admirable. Together, they meandered from one end of the vibrant commercial street to the other before retracing their steps. Abigail began to grasp the weight of Xander's concerns. "Mr. Zane, this place has stunning scenery, but keeping tourists enthralled demands more than just picturesque landscapes. We need exceptional infrastructure and top-notch services." Xander nodded, urging her to elaborate. Abigail continued passionately, "When I plan a vacation, I initially consider the expenses, followed by safety and convenient transportation..."

He grins as he says, “Always happy to help you out, Tyler,” How is it possible I managed to surround myself with fucking comedians? Xavier is still grinning like a bloody idiot when he asks, “Where do you want to go first?” "We might as well patrol the borders.” He laughs, “That bad, is it?” I growl, undress, and shift. Tristan takes the lead when I hear Xavier burst out laughing and stammer. “Yep, I can see your problem now, Tyler.”

Ryder said, voice flat, unreadable. Xavier chuckled nervously, his smile twitching. “No, no. Never. I wouldn’t dare waste your time.” He eased into the chair, his hands clasping together. Even seated, he fidgeted under Ryder’s gaze. “Then talk,” Ryder said. Xavier licked his lips and leaned forward. “It’s actually a vital piece of information. Something I thought you’d want to know immediately.” “Spill.” Ryder’s tone left no room for games. “There’s been child trafficking happening again,” Xavier said slowly, as though testing Ryder’s reaction. “At the minority edge of your territory.”

“No offence, granny, but you’ve got to understand. We’re referring to the travelers here. Their level of witchcraft is unmatched.” “It’s exactly the reason why I can handle this,” Davina said. “You really are going to ruin the nice body you’re wearing by going against the travelers.” “I think they’ll be the ones getting ruined, and the reason is clear.” “Uh… make it clear for us.” It was Xavier now. “I was once part of the travelers,” Davina said.

I gave the driver quick directions to the amusement park and gripped the edge of my seat the entire way there. By the time I arrived, the night had fallen, and the bright lights of the amusement park lit up the crowded streets. My eyes scanned the area frantically until I saw him—Xander, crouched near the gate, looking small and alone. A man with grey hair and a black mask was bending over him, holding out cotton candy. My blood ran cold. *Human trafficker.* I didn’t hesitate. “Hey!” I yelled, running toward them.

Third person pov Fourteen Years Ago – Italy Xander rarely traveled. Not because he couldn’t, he never let his disability define him, but because there were few things in this world that required his presence. This business trip, however, was unavoidable. His company was expanding, and certain negotiations had to be handled personally. As the sleek black car moved through the dimly lit streets of Italy, Luke, who sat in the front passenger seat, kept glancing at the rearview mirror, his brows furrowed in concern.

He added annoyed. “Ouch.. that’s..bad.” Xena drawled as she suddenly felt sorry for Tyler. She tried to imagine being restricted from going on a vacation for as long as a whole year and felt even worse. She had six vacation chances a year and she still felt it wasn’t enough much more having none at all. “.....”

the door opened and in walked Caleb. "No I don't," I turned my eyes to the door. "I just have people to buy whatever it is that I want, pay for the damages that I cause but ignore what I really need," I gave him a small smile much like the one he'd given me. "so no I have no family."