Travis J. H.
Bio
I'm a regular guy. In his regular guy era. I was born in Jackson Tn. Lived on a plantation until I was 10. Moved to Seattle.
Stories (13/0)
Lilith's Blessing 8.5
8.5. Kira clasped her hands together. "That night was amazing." What is she talking about? Trevor thought to himself. His heart raced, and his mind blanked. He couldn't move; stuck, but warm. He shook his head, trying to break the cobwebs engulfing him. He didn't remember.
By Travis J. H. a day ago in Fiction
Lilith's Blessing
8. A man in a black uniform sprinted, sliding into the trench. His eyes, wide, from shock. He stared toward the city as two other figures emerged. One struggled with a serve injury while the other helped him walk. Medics lept from their station, while the line commander demanded an explanation. His deep raspy voice, only interrupted by their horrified expressions.
By Travis J. H. 7 days ago in Fiction
Lilith's Blessing
Chaos engulfed the city as the bombardment continued. When it ceased, gunfire erupted from the compromised eastern wall. Black-clad invaders poured through the open gap, firing at anything that moved—lobbing grenades into windows. Desperate people hid, scrambling from the relentless gunfire.
By Travis J. H. 14 days ago in Fiction
Lilith's Blessing 1
The sun shone on the expedition as the ladies fanned out and gathered material. Their three-month expedition, close to its finale. The women enjoyed the sun as much as possible. They gathered under a tree and ate lunch while two massive bald women protected them from any danger, with their axe like spears. Their dark facial tattoos stretched over their eyes and down their cheeks, but mismatched their pale skin.
By Travis J. H. 15 days ago in Fiction
Love v. Respect
Love Vs. Respect I’m a regular guy in my regular guy era. But years ago, I was stupid, had no respect, and looked for love. My goal was to be married by 26, but honestly; I didn’t understand what it meant to be a husband. I have not had a relationship last longer than a year in a half. It was not until I pulled back; I realized I lacked respect for myself and women.
By Travis J. H. 22 days ago in Humans
Lilith's Blessing
3. Trevor completed his last delivery of the day, then drove to the beach. While he sat in the sand, the waves crashed against the shore as the cold salty air penetrated his hoodie and nostrils. He peered out at the horizon and imagined a tsunami that rose a hundred meters and crashed into the coast. When it hit, he felt relief as his life washed away.
By Travis J. H. about a month ago in Fiction
Are Men OK?
Are men ok? It's a popular topic right now. Many people have their opinions but they have status. I’m a mover. I take people's shit from one house to another. A few years back, I tried online dating and found it unfulfilling, so I focused on myself. After years of healing, I concluded I aged out. (*different topic.) But the time gave me an outside perspective on men and their interactions with women.
By Travis J. H. 2 months ago in Men
Enough.
I am 36 years old, African American/Black, single with no children. I’m a blue-collar guy. I’m easy-going until you cross a line. I like a varying degree of subjects, from anime to sports and video games. I ain’t a couch potato. I work out regularly. I usually keep to myself and have an immense disdain for drama. That is why I am rarely on social media. I had a horrendous break-up that led me back into the dating game. My criteria were, don't over-weight for your body type and over 26. Simple right? No it was frustrating and tiring.
By Travis J. H. 2 years ago in Confessions
