Choosing Theo Novels & Stories

Tina's stomach sank even further, "So that's it? My only two choices are descension or death?" "No. Of course not. I won't let any of that happen." Theo said with conviction, "A long time ago, I wouldn't blink an eye at you descending . I was sent here for the mere purpose of you readying you for Lilith, after all. I have to admit I was a different person then. But you changed me, Tina. I just want what's best for you, now. And I know that you won't find what you're looking for down there. So I'm going to help you forge your own path."

Armad straightened, frustration beginning to surface. “You wore his mask. You approached her under his name.” Armad pointed out “I gave her a choice,” Theo snapped. “And she chose him.” The words hit harder than any punch Andre had thrown for a minute or so Theo went quiet. The fire popped behind them, the only thing brave enough to make noise. For a moment, something unguarded flickered across Theo’s face looking hurt. “She chose not to watch his brother die,” he said at last. “That’s what she chose.”

“You’re brave, you know. For choosing to leave.” “Brave?” I repeated, incredulous. “I don’t feel brave at all. I feel like a coward running away.” “You’re not running away,” Theo said firmly. “You’re choosing yourself. That takes guts. You talk about running away like it’s a weakness, but I’ve wanted to do the same more times than I can count. Maybe that’s why I get it.” I didn’t reply, my gaze falling to the floor. I could feel tears behind my eyes again.

"Because of your kind heart. You came all the way out this way because your daughter cried out to you, and you came to me to help, even though you don’t know me, to make me happy." Her heart skipped a beat as his words sank in, and she couldn't help but smile at the realization of their connection. "I did choose," she replied, her voice soft with emotion. Theo shook his head, his eyes meeting hers with a depth of understanding. "You chose me first," he said, his words echoing in the stillness of the night. "But as soon as I saw your heart and everything you’ve done for me, in just a matter of five minutes of knowing me, I chose you too."

I told him turning back and looking at him dead in the eyes, it was Angelina’s fault for choosing the wrong side. “I can’t believe Angel could do something like this,” he said, his voice filled with sadness. I nodded in agreement. “How did you find us?” I asked him trying to divert the conversation, I know how hard it is to talk about your sibling who is ready to kill people for their own benefit. “I knew where you guys were and figured that I should help Theo if he needs me” He replied relieved that I changed the subject. “Guys we should go,” Theo said from behind me, we looked at him and nodding started making our way to our waiting pack.

"Some connections persist as long as the people exist. Like you and me. Like him and that girl. The difference lies in opportunity and external pressure." He stepped closer, lowering his voice, cold as Arctic wind. "If he eventually chooses the clearer path, what will you do? Come back to me?" I stared at him, shocked. "I'm not exploiting a gap," Theo said, his eyes darkening. "I'm questioning whether we were all wrong. Perhaps you and I fit each other best. Intense. Direct. Without so many layers. And perhaps Linus deserves someone simpler, someone whose mind aligns with his without friction. Sylvia seems suited to that."

They left the reception way too early, so he’ll cross them out of the list too. Vren grits his teeth, contemplating his choices. There’s Andrei who’s been the best man to Kathie’s maid of honor – a fiery redhead that he had occasional conversations with. The best man and the maid of honor was a great pair. They would’ve hookup last night if only Andrei swings that way. So far, said pair had the same interests and “preferences.” Four brothers (one of which is the groom) and one sister – all could have been of use at crises like this one. Vren Parkinson, a second of five siblings, only has one more choice: his friend Nathaniel Forester.

"That's your choice" I frowned. "Why are you always like that?" I said. "Like what?" "Like that. You're nice to people and you don't judge them. You always try to understand them even when they're in the wrong" I stated. "Because that's who I am. I choose to understand the people around me" "Then why can't you choose me?" I suddenly said. There was a moment of silence. "Am I not good enough?" I asked her. "No,of course not. It's because you're too good, Theo. You're an amazing human being who deserves the world"

“You can’t spend the rest of the week letting him get to you. The King will expect you to make a choice on your own not because you were bullied into a decision. You need space to assess and make the best decision for yourself." "Again, how am I supposed to do that?" Theo smirked and said, "If Damian’s one of the Alphas in this contest, then he’s playing to win. You might as well stop playing defense. Go on the offensive. Make him work for it." I tilted my head, half amused despite myself. “You’re serious.” “Completely.” “I never would have thought I would be coming to you for advice about relationships.” Theo shrugged. “You should have come to me sooner. You spent enough time reacting to wh

She thought about Theo's file and what it had told her about a man she had spent five years not thinking about and the past two months thinking about with the careful, structured attention of someone preparing for something she had not yet named. She picked up the application. Placed it in her formal review tray. "Theo," she said. "Yes." "The file you built," she said. "The complete version. The assessment section at the end." She paused. "What was your conclusion?" He was quiet for a moment. "He makes decisions based on what things look like rather than what they are," Theo said. "He has done this consistently across every documented decision in the record." He paused. "But the application