Black Theodore Novels & Stories

“Hm. My brother is a little confused. He is mistaken. He doesn't mean what he said. How can it be that you…” Before Lotus could complete her words, Theodore tucked his hands into his pocket and straightened his back cockily. He brushed the both of them with a blasé gaze and pronounced, “A certain Mr. Zaire Ludovic is a manipulative, cocky bastard who will resort to scheming in order to get what he wants.”

Zachary complain but deep inside it warmed his heart. Zachary later on called on Theodore . "Is there something you want to discuss Dad?" He asked. "Yes something very important." His father replied. "Is Quen coming?" He look around hoping his brother will appear. "No, I will meet him later." Zachary dismiss. "What is it Dad?" "Theo I found him!" There was urgency in his voice. "Are you sure Dad?" Theo immediately understand who his father meant. "Yes, I am very sure he runs a security agency with a woman name Athena Black. As a matter of fact he goes by the same last name.

I overhear Leo say. Jefferson Hoard? So that’s the name of the man who dared attack Allister Blackwaters? Wonderful. I'll need to look him up and borrow some bravery for myself and my brothers. The Hamit-Beta stops moving and turns to Leo, looking momentarily stunned as though he saw a ghost. Celine and Regina Blackwaters, who have been sobbing just seconds before, suddenly stop, and Celine asks Leo, “Did you just say Jefferson Hoard?” The poor Beta nods, “Yes, ma’am.”

Cool air hit my nipples and they peaked into hard pebbles instantly. "Look at you." His voice dropped an octave. "Someone's a little needy," He bent his head and sucked one nipple into his mouth. I gasped, my hands tangling in his hair. "Theo," "God," He moved to the other breast. "I love hearing you say my name." He groaned and dropped to his knees. My brain pretty much turned to mush. Theodore Blackwell, a CEO, billionaire, the man who commanded thousands of employees all over the world,just knelt in front of me, yanking the zipper of my jeans.

For the first time in his life, he was speechless and unable to say anything. "As for you Teddy, in your former life, you were known as Theodore. You were a half demon, half god and you were also the prince to the demon kingdom and heir to the throne. There was a war, I won't get into the details but you went to the bottomless pit and took the black flute which is currently in your possession and uprooted Kelan from the ground. The power of the flute was too much for you to control so you crashed to the ground and died, that was the end of you"

Theodore had just left the Amrstrong pack when two cars pulled up beside him. They were black cars and although they had no identification plates, he was scared. His car had a plate which said Alpha he was perplexed. He sped up, thinking it would get them off his tail but to his astonishment, they persisted and blocked his path, one stopping ahead while the other remained behind, trapping him in between. “Fuck!! What the fuck is going on!” Theodore barked as he pushed open the door.

A black car had rammed straight into it at full speed. Dust and debris clouded the air. The kidnappers froze in place, eyes wide with shock. And then— He stepped out. Tall. Composed. Dangerous. Theodore Thatcher emerged from the vehicle, his crisp black suit completely untouched despite the chaos. His expression was unreadable, but his eyes—his eyes burned with lethal intent. Nadia had never seen him like this before. Cold. Calculated. Unforgiving. The men barely had time to react before his voice cut through the air, deep and full of quiet, terrifying promise.

"I’m saving myself!" "You can't save yourself without burning his house down, Adrian!" Theodore slammed his open palm onto the table. The amber liquid in his glass sloshed violently. "You think you can play the middle? You think you can blackmail Gregory Bellweather and slip away into the sunset with your trust fund intact?" "I didn't say that!"

He suggested. “Nah, I’m exhausted.” “Oh come on Arthur Murray, we all know you aren’t one to get tired that easily or even shy away from a challenge. What would you tell your people when they hear their Alpha refused a fight from a mere person like me?” Dennis pushed further. He knew I hated for my ego to be trampled on. “Go on, use me. Use me and cool off the steam. I know you are craving for a real fight and not some training equipment.”

I'll be there in a minute," Joseph replied. "Okay, angel. I am waiting for you," Theodore said in a sweet voice and hung off. "Is your date already here?" Stephan asked Joseph. "Umm, yes. I'm going now. I'll be home late from the job," Joseph replied. "Okay, angel. Best of luck with your date," Harper was cheerful. Joseph nodded his head with a smile on his face and went out of the apartment. Within two minutes, Joseph got out of the building. He searched for Theodore and saw him near the lampost standing in front of his car. Theodore was clad in full black with black jeans and a black tee. Joseph was stunned to see how Theodore could pull of any color so easily.