Travis Sally Face Novels & Stories

I use the wipes to clean the excessive makeup from my face because it's time we reintroduce ourselves. I live my contacts on because he'll surely remember the face he looked at when he raped me for two weeks. Every fucking day for two weeks. Turning around to face him, a gasp leaves his lips when he finally recognises me. Good. "Where were we? Oh! let's reintroduce" I make my way towards him and stop when am standing directly where he can see me. " I am Kayla Santino" I smirk at the look on his face. I think by now he understands why we are here." And you are Travis Santiago how can I forget you so easily?" I force an exaggerated laugh.

Rhea's Pov Sally let out a sharp scoff, she looked like a woman who still believed she held the strings. She straightened her spine, pulling herself up from Beatrice’s side. "Ending?" Sally repeated, her voice dripping with a venomous mockery. She brushed a stray, silver-blond hair from her face, her eyes narrowing into slits of pure malice. "You truly are a naive little girl, Rhea. Do you think a video and some digital numbers on a screen are enough to bring down the Taylors? Do you think the foundations I’ve built over decades can be toppled over by a commoner like you?” Sally laughed again, her eyes rolling.

Didn’t know how to lie or keep things to herself. Sally said she was forever getting into trouble for her over opinionated views. She was something alright. Didn’t hurt that she was gorgeous. She had this look about her. She was stunning and never really overplayed her looks. It was like she knew how good she looked and kept it simple… Kept it minimal… Didn’t overkill the look. He was intrigued… That was saying something, Tristan was hardly ever intrigued with the ladies. Rarely did he find something in a woman that was worth looking over. With Callie… He needed more.

I question and point a degrading finger at the woman beside her. “I’m sorry for coming late. She is…”’Ivy is trying to explain before she is cut short by her new friend. “I’m Trisha Damien, the Salutary wolf of the pack, Luna Taika” the woman sparks. I pin my eyes on her. She is very hold and so is her voice. “Why are you here Trisha Damien?“ I blare at her just as she plops her last word as though I am just waiting for her to finish so I can smash her. “I never remember inviting you to my pack house so why are you here? And you, I can only remember telling you to come alone so what is she doing here?”

Travis voice boom. "You I can't even look at you, you disgust me she's my age ,my best friend Jesus did you think of mom ?me when you fucking my best friend!!!!" Kaylee baby look " he steps in front of Kaylee she moves back " It's either you tell mom or I am telling her as soon as she get back " she points at Travis.her face red and stained with tears shock and horror of what she just walked in too.

Brian feels that his partner is exasperating him, so he puts him in his place. "Look here; you ginger hair fuck! We had a direct order from the commissioner himself, and I am not going to disobey him. So you better stop this attitude or else-" Chris interrupts him. "Or else what? Just because you have all these awards and the state of Virginia loves to jerk you off, that doesn't mean you will treat me like a child. Also, do not disrespect gingers; we are delicate creatures." he stands up to him.

Except for when Lauren had sensed what he did after seeing Tricia, no one had ever caught him until now. He wondered if she had seen him drained off Tricia as well. But it was a ridiculous thought since his room was on the tenth floor of the building. "I am happy you are not denying it." Trevor swirled, and his eyes collided with sea-green eyes. It was as beautiful as the seaweed and the rarest he had ever seen. She was blonde and petite. Also, she looks several years younger than him, perhaps, in her late teens. But he couldn't tell. She tilted her oval face, and her button nose wrinkled while her rosebud lips twisted down in disgust.

Touching her face and tasting the salty blood in the corner of her lips, she could only feel so unfortunate to experience such humiliation. "Sally, what are you doing ? How can you hit someone just like that?" Tristan snapped as he walked towards Crista. "Chica, are you okey? Does it hurts?" he asked. Sally's five fingers left red marks on her fair face. "Tristan, don't forget that today is our wedding. Can you see yourself right now? You're acting so mean to me just because of this woman. Do you ever love me?" Sally's roar had attracted many reporters' attention.

To sum it up, her life was a nightmare until a sympathetic local god appeared and offered her a way out. “It was the best decision I have ever made in my life, and I love it here,” Sally continued. “No bullets flying, no explosions.” She paused again. “And Travis, I’m sure he’s back home in O-hi-o.” In another brief silence, she lit her smile again before asking our orders. After Sally left, Li stated, “Looks like she hasn’t gotten over Travis’s passing.” “Yeah,” Katie agreed. “It feels like she’s still mourning for the dead.”

The hairs on the back of my head stood on end and I would have much preferred for Jake to have been seated closer to me, instead his seat was at the far end of the class. "Alright, we have a new student in this class," Mrs. Sally pointed out while turning to the vampire. "Travis, don't hesitate to come to me after school if you need assistance, or you can ask Rhea for help. She is exceptionally proficient at this subject." She pointed at me. "Thank you," he uttered to the teacher and smiled at me. His smile wasn't menacing, or arrogant, or even dangerous. It was friendly.