Zane X Travis Novels & Stories

This time, all he wanted to be, was violent, but he was tied, very tightly and he was weak, from the Resh Apple. "Xavier, let me go",said Zane, in a low voice. "Let me go Xavier" "How do you know my name?",asked Xavier, stopping abruptly. He motioned his men to walk infront of them. "Just listen to me!",said Zane. "Please. I need to get out of here" "Who are you and how do you know my name? I won't ask again",said Xavier, in a threatening tone.

His lips found the sweet spot on her neck, and he grazed it slightly with his teeth before lapping his tongue. His jaw tightened, and his eyes swirled from their usual blue-green to a golden brown as he tasted blood. The veins in his jaw ticked, and his nostrils flared. "Shit!" He grunts, feeling his canine piercing out of his mouth. "I'm sorry, darling." "What are you talking about…?" Tricia's words were cut off as she moaned. "Oh gods, Trevor. Continue doing that!" She groaned, pushing her back into him more.

Waine’s current reaction was even more animated than when Blaze had introduced himself. In fact, he was so excited that he disregarded any form of reservation and strode towards him before bending slightly to catch Xavier’s hand and shake it vigorously. “Mr. Griffin, hello, hello! I’m Waine Carter, a big fan of yours. Super big fan!” Zayn was in a daze too. He finally recognized who it was. It was Xavier Griffin, the most famous name in antique collection. The last time he saw him was before his grandfather’s paralysis as the two older men were friends.

"I couldn't let Cole think I wasn't the real Xander." "Wayne already knows," I countered. But then it hit me: Wayne and Cole might be bros in crime, but they weren't exactly besties. Wayne knowing didn't mean he'd tell Cole. "So who is Xander Zane (the identity Hayden using now), really?" I asked. This wasn't the first time his name had popped up, but I hadn't pushed before. Now, I couldn't ignore it. "A pimp. You know what that means, right?"

THIRD PERSON POV Zane groaned and leaned forward in the leather booth, rubbing his face with both hands. “We have to act fast. He dares not send those divorce papers through.” Kade let out a low laugh, shaking his head. “You know how your brother can be. He has taken this whole thing personally because of that Veronica girl.” Zane gritted his teeth, jaw tight. “I need to do something about that lady. Xavier must not find out she already has children for him.”

Hayley Xander and I spend the day lazing around the house. We watch movies with the dogs and Sebastian in bed. Xander wasn’t kidding, Zola and Stella have been stuck to him like glue. When its time for supper, Henry and Tyler come over and together with Grandma and the staff we have a family meal.

A deep grunt escaped my throat at the thought that she was also going to find out that I was her mate and would also perceive my scent. shit! I hissed and clenched my fist, bracing myself to reject her immediately; I wasn't worried about the pain because I was also planning to kill her. My name is Xander, the heir to the Red Moon Pack. Being the son of Alpha Xavier, I had to be more cruel than him, giving no space for romantic feelings, which do nothing other than make someone weak and act stupidly. Lena's POV.

His voice echoed through the neighborhood. Curtains shifted as neighbors peeked through windows. People walking slowed their pace. The front door opened and Ava stepped out. The moment she saw Tristan standing outside their home, every ounce of confidence she'd carried into the boardroom faltered. "What are you doing here?" Xander asked coldly. Tristan laughed. "You think exposing me ends this?" He took a few steps closer to them. "No,” he said laughing. "It only makes things more interesting." "You need to leave,” Xander said more sternly this time.

Now, Mason just wanted to deck him. "Mason. Come here." Travis thumbed toward the door. Mason held Zain's stare a moment longer. Zain didn't get it. He couldn't understand what it was like to have his heart ripped out like this. Zain never dated-he might as well be asexual the way he obsessed about his job. If Hannah got hurt-or worse-Mason would add Zain's name to the list of people to pay. "Mason." Travis snapped. "Coming." Mason turned and stalked out of the room, following Travis into the hallway.

We were going to perform ‘Senorita by Shawn Medes and Camilla Cabello’ and I was sweating profusely as we drove through the Ark Town and headed towards New Bryxton Town for the competition. I lied to my brothers as I told them that I will be with Tessa for the entire day as well have to work on a school project, when in reality here I am with Zane, driving in his posh car which feels so cool to drive in. No wonder not only girls but also boys fall at his feet, this car is his impression of superiority. Wearing his Ray Bans and looking as confident and handsome as ever, he drove the car smoothly, with just using one palm. The other one was resting next to my thigh and I wished he’d put it on