Zane X Travis Novels & Stories

“I didn’t come here to argue. I came to take Calla with me.” Thomas stared him down for a moment, then shifted his gaze to the two small figures standing beside Xavier. His expression grew curious as he pointed at Zane and Alana. “Who are these kids?” he asked, his voice thick with suspicion. “Don’t tell me you’re playing babysitter now.” Xavier stiffened, ready with a quick deflection, but before he could respond, Zane—oblivious to the tension—spoke up. “We’re Zane and Alana,” he said clearly. “And he’s our dad.”

“Said it was an accident, then she collapsed on the floor. Jax... Zane left her.” He paused, anguished. “I held her as she died,” Jaxon whispered. “Zane was gone. And I...I let him go.” Raven offered silence. She reached and gently touched his arm. He flinched, though he didn’t pull away. They sat, the past laid bare between them. “Why tell me this now?” she asked softly, horror burning in her chest. “Because I can’t protect you if I don’t trust you with the truth.” His jaw tightened. “Zane’s obsession isn’t about power, it’s about revenge. He knows I blamed him.”

with a layer of anxiety by an unknown emotion. "I want to go back to America with Zane. He'll take care of me." Xavia finished speaking calmly, there was still a bit of emptiness in her words and couldn't do anything. "Who is Zane? Why haven't you heard of him before?" Kaytly Blanche seemed to remember a man named Edward and not Zane. "Zane is my boyfriend now, a very good person, and also very good to me. After coming to America we will get married, just too far away, not invited. Wait for the opportunity, I will come back to see you." Saying so, Xavia took a sip of cold Coke. A moment of coldness from the mouth still entered the heart, the whole body was frigid. She still likes coke, but

Zane chuckled, “Then I’d fire him. His job right now is to figure out what we need: building materials, medical supplies, food and water, medical assistance. That’s what a logistical assessment is all about.” “He’s really great,” I said. Zane looked at me sharply, though I’d only meant what I said. “Yes.” “You do know Travis is deeply devoted to his wife?” I asked, as though I were asking about the weather. Zane laughed at himself. “Yes, I do.”

Zariah says, nibbles her bottom lip and twirls her hair around her finger as she watches the guys passing the football back and forth before our game starts. “Well, you can always throw Trevor into the mix. He’s not the future alpha, but he is still born from alpha blood. And he’s just as dreamy as his brother. I would jump him in a heartbeat. I’ve heard he’s good between the sheets.” Xena grins and mimics Zariah’s actions. “Oh gross. Come on now. Would you like for me to say something like that about Zane? Plus, we’re all holding out for our mates, remember?”

Elisa says, kissing her cheek. “Everybody, this is Zane, my husband.” “Zane, this is my brother Trice.” Trice extends his hand. Zane responds warmly. "We’re family, man," he says, giving him a big hug. Trice sort of pulls away, saying. “Yeah, but I never met you.” "Stop it, Trice!" Janiya laughs, rolling her eyes and slapping his shoulder. "That’s okay. He just needs time to warm up," Zane says, smiling.

Thaddeus, and Marcus, He had to leave Xander, since we have Roy. To see one of us like this is heartbreaking. I watch Zane walk toward the bed and take his hand. He stands there for a moment before he lets go and turns around. "Let's go so we can get to talking. I want to know how we're going to fix this." Zane said as if he was the one running the show. I looked at Asher and we both raised an eyebrow at each other before laughing. We turned to followed Zane who seems to think he's in control.

The hard etched edge of his adonis belt drew my focus to the tented front of his jeans. His thick fingers make slow work to unbuckle his belt, I barely blink my eyes and his jeans are around his ankles. He steps out of them and forward as a thick rod bobbed in front of me. My wolf presses forward, such a hussy as she preens and purrs. Fuck. Me. Tate was well endowed but holy Goddess, Zac was hashtag blessed. My face heats. “Like what you see?” I whip around at lightning speed, my wet locks whipping me in the face as I hear him step into the shower.

They were going to be seniors this year and head off to college after that. Zane and Zander were getting ready for their 4th of July party. When they threw a party they went all out. Everyone wanted to be invited to a Whitmore party. Zane had his eye on a girl that was different from the rest. She didn't throw herself at them like the other girls at their school. Allie Trainer. It was going to be his goal to get her in his bed before the end of summer. Zander bet him $1000 that he couldn't do it and was surprised to hear she was coming to their party that night. They both hoped she didn't bring her best friend Kat along. That girl was such a loser.

"You wanna die.... Ehn.... You think you can just die, what about your parents, me, your company." He didn't move, he just stand there, still, staring at me.... While I try to control my emotions. I feel angry, hurt and at the same time sad. "Xavier...." He connects his lips with mine, cutting me shut. (My little chocolatings, given those two a ship name *Xap.* what do you think, or you got a better ship name? Like and comment like always. Wait and also, the next chap is a 18 rated scene, please skip if you don't have a liking for sex scenes. Love yal. ADIOS.)