Avatar Teo Novels & Stories

Theo appeared before The Architect, blazing with Genesis Flame energy, holding all seven realities together with his consciousness alone. "You can't have them," Theo said simply. "They're mine to protect." "YOU CANNOT RESIST ME. I AM THE ARCHITECT." "And I am Theo Morris. Brother. Uncle. Mate. Friend. Reality Anchor. Genesis Flame Guardian. And I choose who gets to exist." Theo's form expanded, matching The Architect's scale. "You made one mistake in your design." "IMPOSSIBLE. MY DESIGN IS PERFECT."

Really late. I looked down at the menu again, not even reading it at this point. The waiter had already come by twice. I’d asked for more time both times. Then finally, the door creaked again. Theo walked in, scanning the room with a sheepish look on his face. I recognized him from his pictures, though not immediately. He wasn’t quite as tall as he looked in the profile shots. Not short, just not six-foot-whatever he’d claimed. And his skin looked darker than it had online. Not sun-kissed, more like a fresh layer of fake tan that hadn’t quite settled. His hair was styled perfectly, every strand in place, as if he'd taken the whole thirty minutes just doing that.

Theo wanted him gone from Ariadne’s life, while the other man wanted him out of his own. “I’m Theodore Lee. I always achieve what I want,” Theo declared confidently as he stood before a gated property. He grinned, already envisioning the outcome they both desired.

“There must be a mistake…” I fold my arms, towering over him. “What’s your name?” “T-T-Teo, my King,” he mumbles, eyes fixed on my boots like they’re going to save him. Parker snorts. “Oh, that’s rich. Not only does he copy your face—he stole your name too.” “Original,” I mutter. “I should have him arrested for poor creativity alone.” The girls he’d been talking to step back, exchanging amused glances before one of them leans in with a wicked smile. “See you at the hotel, lover boy.”

So, Theo got two step sisters. Theo's mother was an architect at a company in Japan. Two years ago, she died in a car accident and his father went and took him back here. I got half of these details from the net and another half from an employee at their company. I created a fake account and chatted with her on I*******m, pretending I'm also their employee from a different branch.

I use a cane to support myself now. The way he looks at me makes me uncomfortable. It's like he recognizes me. - You are an alpha? – he asks, frowning. - I was one, long time ago, now I'm just an old man. I see the turbines turning in Angel's head. I had to act fast. - What is your name?- he asks, and I sigh. I want to do this away from here, but he has already identified me. - My name is Jack. Angel gets up as if he had springs in the ass, and pointing his finger at me, he says:

closed his mouth in disbelief that a model and actor came to a small boutique owned by them. "Omo daebak! Park Theo." The employee still couldn't cover his surprise, making Theo smile slightly and look at Alexa's face with one eyebrow raised. "Can you find some wedding dresses for the person next to me?" Theo asked the employee again in a soft tone. Making the employee feel his face heat up just from hearing Theo's soft voice. He shared a dream of meeting an artist, what's more, Park Theo is a man who often appears on the cover of magazine pages that are always in demand, even the clothes Theo uses always soul out in a few hours isn't it daybreak?

“This is between me and him. What did you come back here for? To get me arrested.” “I came for Ada, not you,” Theo claims. He looks so different than I remember. His head is completely shaved and he’s bigger than he was before. His muscled arms are completely covered in tattoos and he seems even taller than he did before. It’s so good to see him. I haven’t had much time to process his presence here or to even begin to feel gratitude for his presence but when the time comes, I’ll make sure to say everything I have lodged in my chest.

Chris replied from where he was. They all laughed but I didn't. Okay maybe I might have faked mine. Tiff-any walked towards us, perching beside Val. "Is there anything I can help you with?" She asked, trying to look cute but only succeeded in looking like a bimbo. "Nah...I'm almost done". Val replied. But the bitch didn't get the memo. She placed a hand on his shoulder, moving it slowly to his bicep. "Are you sure?" She asked, fluttering her lashes with her hand still lingering.

I rushed back to the group and clicked on the link Teo had pinned to the top of the chat, my hands suddenly shaking so badly I could barely precision-tap the glass. The video loaded. The second I saw the camera angle, I didn't need to go more than ten seconds in to know that Teo had screwed me over. “What the fuck did you do, Teo?!” I yelled at him in his dm. “Woah, chill,” he typed. “You were the one who wanted this. I saw this on your laptop and figured that you must have been too busy to upload it, so I helped you out. Why are you getting so mad? I even blurred your face so no one can recognize you.”