Black Lightning Tobias Novels & Stories

It was Lightning, his eyes immediately locking onto mine. “What the hell are you doing here?” he growled, his voice low and dangerous. I stood up, trying to steady my nerves. “I need your help. He stepped closer, his expression hard. “And why the hell would I help you hmm someone who just tampered with our shipment?” I swallowed hard, knowing this was my only chance. “Because am in trouble, Nick” He narrowed his eyes at me. “And what does that have to do with me? And stop calling me Nick. It’s Lightning to you, Lily,” he stated firmly.

Sun sank lower in the sky, the light of day draining away, giving way to the velvety dark of night, crickets chirping, dusky, colours subdued in the fading light, the first buzz of mosquitoes, street lights click on, day winding down, the first star in the night sky, short June darkness, the air became cooler, evening landscape, twilight had fallen, the sharp shadow of the lamppost had faded into the dark of the sidewalk, fading light, only the faintest of light shone through the leaves, soon it grew dark, darkening sky, a close silence in the dim evening light. The first thing she thought about was... "Hope..." she murmured and Ryan somehow heard it as he took a sip of his coffee saying, "W

asked her again. "You are beautiful and also kind." Skandar praised and that was honest, the famous Skandar Alexander Hemingway who never praised a single woman overtly had just praised a girl directly. The man's hand had already gone up to Charisa, and touched his wife's jaw. Skandar's eyes nailed all his movements. The man's iris was very black, too black and dark. There was a lot of fog in the man's eyes, and Charisa didn't have enough experience to read what the mist meant.

I’m not sure it was a question, but he sighs as if he were disappointed. I grab his arm. I’m desperate, and I need him to let Thomas go. “Please. We have a child, and she needs her father.” “Oh, my God,” Tobias runs his hand through his silky head. His eyes suddenly turn black, and I jump back, scared because I’ve never seen anything like this before. What the hell is he? I scream as the front door explodes, and in march a dozen men. They’re all dressed in extravagant clothing, making them look like soldiers from centuries ago.

Several wolves around him snickered. “What?” another girl mocked. “Kai Blackthorn wasn’t enough for you?” “So you moved on to the Foxes captain instead?” Heat rushed to my face instantly as I glared hatefully at him. “You have no idea why she’s wearing this,” Lila snapped before I could respond. Tobias looked between us both with open disgust. “Oh, I get it now,” he said mockingly. “You two are dating Ravens and think you’re better than the rest of us.”

Only Belial’s fanatic followers stay awake and devotedly listening to their idol’s preach. Jeremiah thought that Tobias suggestion boosted his confidence to make a good speech by himself, “Thank you, Toby, I will try to make it simple then.” Tobias grinned, “Good, now, see you later, bro!” he waved and then walked away. As Tobias was leaving the reading room, he accidentally came across Carson Blackfrost, who glared at him as they passed by. Tobias slightly leaning at the prince when they passed each other, “If you do something bad to Jeremiah, I will burn you alive,” he threatened.

I light the fire, the scent of woodsmoke and matches filling the small cabin, then go in search of Thor. He’s curled up in a ball on top of the bed, lying on what looks like another sheet. The vacuum bag is discarded on the floor, and he has his nose tucked under his tail, his breathing deep, even, and relaxed. As I enter the room, though, he cracks an eye open, looking at me, and I start. Instead of his eyes being their usual black, they are Tobias’s startling sandy-gold colour. My breath catches as he blinks, and I’m terrified the illusion will be gone when they reopen, but instead, he lifts his head.

She knew that no one would be able to stop her from becoming the new Queen of Zolane tonight. "Bind!" Tobias roared, his face contorting into a mass of wrinkles. He amassed his final reserves of energy into a massive wave and drove it straight into Eden through the silver needles. Eden instantly shuddered. She felt as though her organs were being locked down. A wave of intense danger washed over her. She scrambled back several paces and glared at the sneering Tobias, snapping, "What the hell are you doing?" Tobias laughed maniacally, tearing away his disguise completely. He fixed a sinister gaze on Eden, whose beauty was otherworldly yet cold and distant, his eyes burning with lust. "Do you

"She needs to know. She needs to hear that I'm coming for her. If I don't give her something to hold onto, the darkness will win before I even get to the gates." Tobias didn't argue this time. He just nodded, stepped over to the cabinet, and pulled out a fresh sheet of parchment and a vial of ink. He set them on the desk, his movements quiet and deliberate. He didn't offer any more advice, and for that, I was grateful. I didn't want advice. I wanted a miracle. "Give me the room," I said, my voice dropping to a low, dangerous whisper. Tobias bowed slightly and walked out, the heavy oak door clicking shut behind him. The silence that followed was even worse than the shouting.

“I thought so too,” “What kind of hybrid is he?” Ataz demands, his voice dripping with mistrust and skepticism. I can see the fire in his eyes as I shake my head. “I don’t know, but she said it was something dark,” I reply, my hands clenching into fists at the memory of her pain. “And I want to send him a little message. He hurt her, and it’s only fair that we show him exactly who he’s dealing with.” Tobias’ face contorts into a wicked grin as he leans forward on the counter, eager to exact revenge on our enemy.